It is bad." They noted this just feeling of resentment in the old chief and expressed their sympathy.

Soon the Albany trader came with his pack of rum.

The chief greeted him cheerfully and asked for scaura.
"I have enough to make a hundred men happy," the trader answered.
"Bring it to me, for I have a sad heart," said Thunder Tongue.
When the Dutch trader went to his horse for the kegs, Solomon said to the chief: "Why do you let him bring trouble to your village and steal away the wisdom of your warriors ?" "Tell me why the creek flows to the great river and I will answer you," said the chief.
He began drinking as soon as the trader came with the kegs, while the young warriors gathered about the door, each with skins on his arm.
Soon every male Indian was staggering and whooping and the squaws with the children had started into the thickets.
Solomon nudged Jack and left the hut, followed by the boy.
"Come on.

Let's git out o' here.

The squaws an' the young 'uns are sneakin'.