Ain't that their way, Hank ?" "Well, you see it's like this," said the hairy little man; "they're kind o' suspicious nacherly of the white man--they can't understand what he says, and they don't get his drift always.

They make mistakes that way, but they mean all right.

Of course they have young plug-uglies amongst 'em jest the same as 'mongst any other c'munity, but the majority of 'em druther be peaceful with their neighbors.

What makes 'em wildest is seein' the buffalo killed off.

It's like you havin' your water right cut off." As the talk went on, Mose squatted there silently receiving instruction.
His eyes burned through the dusk as he listened to the dark little man who spoke with a note of authority and decision in his voice.