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She say I have no right here; she have no right here; the land all belong to Umatilla; then to me; I no have her here. Look out for the October moon Potlatch dance pil-pil." "I will be a friend to you, Benjamin." "Yes, Boston tilicum, we will be friends." "And I will teach you how to be noble like a king. You felt good when I was kind to you?" "Yes, Boston tilicum." "And when the music played?"
"It is noble to be good; it makes others good." "Then why isn't she good? She make me ugly; you make me good. I think I will punish her pil-pil; then you speak kind, and the music play, then I think I will punish her not. Then dark thoughts come back again; clouds come again; hawks fly. What me do? Me am two selves; one self when I think of you, one when I think of her. She say I have no right.
The boy's face met the sympathetic eye of the master, and he said: "I was happy on the morning when I came sun; she hate Indian, talk against him to you; make me unhappy shade; think I will have my revenge pil-pil; then music make me happy; you make me happy; night come, and I think of her she hate Indian shade. Me will have my revenge pil-pil.
"The log school-house!" shrieked one, in a voice of rage. "Pil-pil!" cried another. "Pil-pil!" echoed many voices. A tumult followed, and Gretchen started up from her reverie, and heard among the restless murmurs the name of Mrs. Woods. She felt a nervous terror for a moment, but her spiritual sense and faith, which had come to her like a new-born life, returned to her.
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