st given me
the victory! Thou hast sent all his arrows astray and thou hast sent
mine aright! I thank thee, O, Tododaho!"

The vapors were dissolved, but Tayoga never doubted that he had seen for
a second time the face of the wise chief who had gone to his star more
than four hundred years ago. A great peace filled him. He had accepted
the white man's religion as he had learned it in the white man's school,
and at the same time he had kept his own. He did not see any real
difference between them. Manitou and God were the same, one was the name
in Iroquois and the other was the name in English. When he prayed to
either he prayed to both.

The darkness that precedes the dawn came. The great star on which
Tododaho lived went away, and the whole host swam into the void that is
without ending. The deeper dusk crept up, but Tayoga still sat
motionless, his eyes wide open, his ecstatic state lasting. He heard the
little animals stirring once more in the forest as the dawn approached,
and he felt very friendly toward them. He would not harm the largest or
the least of them. It was their wilderness as well as his, and Manitou
had made them as well as him.

The darkness presently began to thin away, and Tayoga saw the first
silver shoot of dawn in the east. The sun would soon rise over the great
wilderness that was his heritage and that he loved, clothing in fine,
spun gold the green forests, the blue lakes and the silver rivers. He
took a mighty breath. It was a beautiful world and he was glad that he
lived in it.

He awoke Robert and Willet, and they stood up sleepily.

"Did you have a good rest, Tayoga?" Robert asked.

"I did not sleep," the Onondaga replied.

"Didn't sleep? Why not, Tayoga?"

"In the night, Tandakora and two more came."

"What? Do you mean it, Tayoga?"

"They were coming, seeking to slay us as we slept, but I heard them.
Lest the Great Bear and Dagaeoga be awakened and lose the sleep they
needed so much, I took my bow and arrows and went into the forest and
met them."

Robert's breath came quickly. Tayoga's manner was quiet, but it was not
without a certain exultation, and the youth knew that he did not jest.
Yet it seemed incredible.

"You met them, Tayoga?" he repeated.

"Yes, Dagaeoga."

"And what happened?"

"The two warriors whom Tandakora brought with him lie still
in the forest. They will never move again. Tandakora escaped
with an arrow through his arm. He will not trouble us for