"You tell 'm boys clear out, and you stop and talk along me." "Him good fella boy," was the reply.

"Him stop along." "Well, what do you want ?" Sheldon asked, striving to hide under assumed carelessness the weakness of concession.
"That fella boy belong along me." The old chief pointed out Gogoomy, whom Sheldon recognized.
"White Mary belong you too much no good," Telepasse went on.

"Bang 'm head belong Gogoomy.

Gogoomy all the same chief.

Bimeby me finish, Gogoomy big fella chief.