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When Wilderness Was King

CHAPTER XXI
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I heard him speak thus to Little Sauk, Black Bird, Topenebe, Mankia, Pipe Bird, Peesotum, and Ignance; and each answered with the low grunt of assent.
He fixed his eyes upon the younger Indian who had already attracted my attention by the manliness of his face as well as the yellow stripes that disfigured him.
"And you, Black Partridge ?" "I have already spoken to the White Chief in his own wigwam, and given back the medal of the Americans," was the grave response.

"I have no more to say." I confess these words chilled me, as I recalled their meaning; and Heald half rose to his feet as though he would protest, but not a stolid face among the warriors changed in expression.

Gomo drew his robes more closely about his gaunt figure in simple but impressive dignity.
"Doth Shaw-nee-aw-kee go east also with the white men ?" he asked.
"I have not of late conferred with the Silver-man.

He has been at his own lodge, and doubtless you may know his purpose better than I." "We wish him to stay.

He good man; Pottawattomie's friend." The Indian stood motionless, his eyes watching keenly the expression of each face.


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