I spoke of the doings of my own kin." "But what is your nation, then ?" I cried.
"One so great that these little clanlets of Cherokee and Monacan, and even the multitudes of the Long House, are but slaves and horseboys by their side.

We dwelt far beyond these mountains towards the setting sun, in a plain where the rivers are like seas, and the cornlands wider than all the Virginian manors.

But there came trouble in our royal house, and my father returned to find a generation which had forgotten the deeds of their forefathers.

So he took his own tribe, who still remembered the House of the Sun, and, because his heart was unquiet with longing for that which is forbidden to man, he journeyed eastward, and found a new home in a valley of these hills.

Thine eyes have seen it.