My heart yearns to you, boy, and gladly would I do you good." The youthful warrior listened to the words, which came from the lips of the other with a force and simplicity that established their truth, and he bowed his head on his naked bosom, in testimony of the respect with which he met the proffer.

Then lifting his dark eye to the level of the view, he seemed to be again considering of things removed from every personal consideration.

The trapper, who well knew how high the pride of a warrior would sustain him, in those moments he believed to be his last, awaited the pleasure of his young friend, with a meekness and patience that he had acquired by his association with that remarkable race.

At length the gaze of the Pawnee began to waver; and then quick, flashing glances were turned from the countenance of the old man to the air, and from the air to his deeply marked lineaments again, as if the spirit, which governed their movements, was beginning to be troubled.
"Father," the young brave finally answered in a voice of confidence and kindness, "I have heard your words.

They have gone in at my ears, and are now within me.