He will measure himself against the
Frenchman, St. Luc, and I think he will be equal to the test."
The young Mohawk chieftain gave Robert a look of admiration.
"Dagaeoga can talk against anybody," he said. "He need fear no
Frenchman. Have I not heard? And if he can use so many words here in the
forest before a few men what can he not do in the vale of Onondaga
before the gathered warriors of the Hodenosaunee? Truly the throat of
Dagaeoga can never tire. The words flow from his mouth like water over
stones, and like it, flow on forever. It is music like the wind singing
among the leaves. He can talk the anger from the heart of a raging
moose, or he can talk the otter up from the depths of the river. Great
is the speech of Dagaeoga."
Robert turned very red. Willet laughed and even Tayoga smiled, although
the compliment was thoroughly sincere.
"You praise me too much, Daganoweda," said young Lennox, "but in a great
cause one must make a great effort."
"Then come," said the Mohawk chieftain. "We will start at once for the
vale of Onondaga.
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