Twenty minutes ago one of the noblest advocates of peace,--a Pottawattomie warrior named Black Partridge,--sought interview with Captain Heald, and his words have shown me how desperate indeed has our situation become." "He threatened ?" broke in De Croix, his hand upon his sword-hilt.
"Nay, Monsieur, 't is not the way of an Indian, nor is Black Partridge one to indulge in vain words.

I have known him long; in childhood I sat upon his knee, and believe him so friendly to the whites that naught but a sense of duty could move him otherwise.

Yet, as I say, he came just now to the commandant of this garrison, and returned a medal once given him by the government.

It was done sadly, and with deep regret,--for I overheard his speech.

He said: 'Father, I come to deliver up to you the medal I wear.