They explained to Kieft the occurrence, and proposed the expiatory offering to appease the widow's grief.
Kieft was inexorable.

Nothing but the blood of the criminal would satisfy him.

In vain they represented that he was the son of a beloved chief, and that already he had fled far away to some distant tribe.
Our sympathy for these men is strongly excited as we read their sorrowful yet noble remonstrance: "Why," said they, "will you sell brandy to our young men?
They are not used to it.

It makes them crazy.

Even your own people, who are accustomed to strong liquors, sometimes become drunk and fight with knives.