"A saw mill, Tayoga!"
"Yes, Dagaeoga, that is what it is, and now mind will tell us why it is here. The logs that the axes cut down are sawed in the mill. The saw would not be needed if the logs were to be used for building a fort. The ax would do it all. The logs are being turned into planks and boards."
"Which shows that they're being used for some purpose requiring much finer finish than the mere building of a fort."
"Now the mind of Dagaeoga is working well. Great Bear and I have been on the point where the new saw mill stands."
"And the timber there is fine," interrupted Willet.
"Just the kind that white men use when they build long boats for traveling on the lakes, boats that will carry many men and armband supplies. We know that a great army of red coats is advancing. It expects to come up George and then probably to Champlain to meet Montcalm and to invade Canada. It is an army that will need hundreds of boats for such a purpose, and they must be built."
"And they're building some of 'em right here on this point, before us!" exclaimed Robert.
Tayoga smiled.
"It is so," he said precisely. "There cannot be any doubt of it. A saw mill could not be here for any other purpose. But if we had not come it would be destroyed or captured before night by St. Luc."
"Come on, lads, and we'll soon be among 'em," said Willet.