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    Chapter XIII. Tandakora's Grasp - Page 2

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    arm pretty freely and you seem to have back nearly all your old strength."

    "Yes, Tododaho still watches over me. He is far better to me than I deserve."

    They pushed on at good speed, returning on the path they had taken, when Tayoga received his wound, and though they slept one night on the way, to give Tayoga's wound a further chance, they came in time to the place where the rangers and the Mohawks had met St. Luc's force in combat. The heavy rains long since had wiped out all traces of footsteps there, but Robert hoped that the keen eyes of the Onondaga would find other signs to indicate which way the battle had gone. Tayoga looked a long time before he said anything.

    "The battle was very fierce," he said at last. "Our main force lay along here among these bushes."

    "How do you know, Tayoga?" asked Robert.

    "It is very simple. For a long distance the bushes are shattered and broken. It was rifle balls and musket balls that did it. Indians are not usually good marksmen, and they shot high, cutting off twigs above the heads of the Mohawks and rangers."

    "Suppose we look at the opposing ridge and line of bushes where St. Luc's warriors must have stationed themselves."

    They crossed the intervening space of sixty or seventy yards and found that the bushes there had not been cut up so much.

    "The rangers and Mohawks are the better marksmen," said Tayoga. "They aimed lower and probably hit the target much oftener. At least they did not cut off so many twigs."

    He walked back into the open space between the two positions, his eye having been caught by something dark lying in a slight depression of the earth. It was part of the brushy tail of a raccoon, such as the borderers wore in their caps.

    "Our men charged," said the Onondaga.

    "Why do you say so?" asked Robert.

    "Because of the raccoon tail. It was shot from the cap of one of the charging men. The French and the Indians do not wear such a decoration. See where the bullet severed it. I think St. Luc's men must have broken and run before the charge, and we will look for evidence of it."

    They advanced in the direction of Champlain, and, two or three hundred yards farther on, Tayoga picked up a portion of an Indian headdress, much bedraggled.


    "Their flight was headlong," he said, "or the warrior would not have lost the frame and feathers that he valued so much. It fell then, before the storm, as the muddy and broken condition of the feathers shows that it was lying on the ground when the great rain came."

    "And here," said Robert, "is where a bullet went into the trunk of this big oak."

    "Which shows that the rangers and Mohawks were still pursuing closely. It is possible that
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