Near by were small fields of wheat and maize.

The two travelers sat down with the chief, who talked freely to Solomon Binkus.
"If white man comes to our village cold, we warm him; wet, we dry him; hungry, we feed him," he said.

"When Injun man goes to Albany and asks for food, they say, 'Where's your money?
Get out, you Injun dog!' The white man he comes with scaura and trades it for skins.

It steals away the wisdom of the young braves.

It bends my neck with trouble.