...d to help me whip the barbare. I had no thought of fighting, but of running; but of course I did not tell them so —I should have lost the French nationality, they had conferred upon me. The Iroquois had arrived, on the 14th of November. It was now the 23d, and I had waited all this time, for a dark night; the moon not only persisting in shining, but the stars looking, we thought, unusually br...