One of our men was killed with a lance thrown at him just at thebeginning of the attack, as he sallied out of the tent they hadmade the rest came off free, all but the fellow who was theoccasion of all the mischief, who paid dear enough for hisbrutality, for we could not hear what became of him for a greatwhile.We lay upon the shore two days after, though the windpresented, and made signals for him, and made our boat sail upshore and down shore several leagues, but in vain so we wereobliged to give him over and if he alone had suffered for it, theloss had been less.I could not satisfy myself, however, withoutventuring on shore once more, to try if I could learn anything ofhim or them it was the third night after the action that I had agreat mind to learn, if I could by any means, what mischief we haddone, and how the game stood on the Indians' side.I was carefulto do it in the dark, lest we should be attacked again:but Iought indeed to have been sure that the men I went with had beenunder my command, before I engaged in a thing so hazardous andmischievous as I was brought into by it, without design. "What do I have to know that fer?" Max asked.Here they found all in silence, as profoundly secure as sleep couldmake them:and first, they called another council, to considerwhat they had to do and presently resolved to divide themselvesinto three bodies, and so set three houses on fire in three partsof the town and as the men came out, to seize them and bind themif any resisted, they need not be asked what to do then, and soto search the rest of the houses for plunder:but they resolved tomarch silently first through the town, and see what dimensions itwas of, and if they might venture upon it or no. "Where is he?" she asked in a puzzled voice. The teacher looked at him, then at Max, then around the yard in front of the school cabin. "To have them learn you to read an' write," his father answered.
Kaneha wasn't quite sure she understood what her husband was saying. Without it, our son can never be a great chief among the White Eyes." "A man should know them things," Sam said. Sand, how dare you talk to me like that? Do you think the parents of the other children would want them to attend school with your son?" The teacher, an impoverished Southern lady, came to the door and smiled at Sam. The next Monday, Sam brought Max over to the school.
You can sleep in the back of Olsen's Livery Stable durin' the week." "You're goin'," Sam said, roaring suddenly. This school is for white children only." She began to turn her back. "We don't take half-breeds in this school, either. Max stumbled slightly and looked up at the teacher.
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