Let's go." He rose up.

As he did so the male eagle rose from his nest and, uttering a glad scream, wheeled in the sky and made his way through the crimson haze toward the fishing grounds of the lower Columbia.
The chief's eye followed him for a time; then the old man turned a happy face on the schoolmaster and children and said: "I know how he feels--the Manitou overhead--he made the hearts of all; yours--the birds--mine.

He is glad!" There was something beautiful and pathetic in the old chief's sense of the common heart and feeling of all conscious beings.

The very eagles seemed to understand it; and Master Mann, as he turned away from the school-house that day, said to Gretchen: "I myself am being taught.

I am glad to learn all this large life.