Hesetdownhisgun，tookthepipeandquiteasslowlyanddeliberatelyhelookedatthewaitingband，atthechief，andthenraisedittohislips。
“`Whitesquawbrave！Heapmuchbrave！’saidthechief。
“`InthestrengthoftheLord。Amen！’saidfather。
“Thenhereachedhishandandthechieftookit，soIcamedowntheladderandstoodbesidefather，astheIndiansbegantofileinthefrontdoorandouttheback。Astheypassed，everymanofthemmadethepeacesignandpiledinaheap，venison，fish，andgame，whileeachsquawplayedwiththebabyandgavemeagiftofbeads，ametaltrinket，orablanketshehadwoven。Afterthattheycameoften，andbroughtgifts，andifprowlingGypsieswerepilfering，IcouldlooktoseeabigIndianloomupandseathimselfatmyfiresideuntilanydangerwaspast。IreallygotsoIlikedanddependedonthem，andfatherleftmeintheircarewhenhewenttomill，andIwassafeaswithhim。Youhaveheardthestoryoverandover，butto-dayisthetimetoimpressonyouthatanexhibitionlikeTHISistheveriestchild’splaycomparedwithwhatIhaveseenyourfatherdorepeatedly！“
“Butitwasyou，thechiefsaidwasbrave！“