When the wolf finds the fawn, does he lie down and sleep?
When the panther sees the doe at the spring, does he shut his eyes?
You know that he does not.

He drinks too; but it is of blood! A Sioux is a leaping panther, a Pawnee a trembling deer.

Let my children hear me.

They will find my words good.

I have spoken." A deep guttural exclamation of assent broke from the lips of all the partisans of Mahtoree, as they listened to this sanguinary advice from one, who was certainly among the most aged men of the nation.