The Indian race was perceptibly vanishing.

Only one son of seven was left to Umatilla.

What would be the fate of this boy?
The master went home troubled over the event of the afternoon.

He was asking the Indian to be better than his opponent, and she was a well-meaning woman and nominally a Christian.
His first thought was to go to Mrs.Woods and ask her to wholly change her spirit and manners, and, in fact, preach to her the same simple doctrine of following only one's better self that he had taught to the young prince.

But he well knew that she had not a teachable mind.