School no fear now." He took the skin of the animal from Benjamin's shoulder, and held it up before the eyes of all.
"Boston tilicum, who killed the animal ?" he said.
"It was you ?" asked the teacher.
"No--not me, not me, no!" "The braves ?" "No--not the braves.

No." The old chief paused, and then said: "Boston tilicum, it was Benjamin.

Treat him well.

He is good to me--he mean well.

He likes you--he die for you.