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Thousands of redmen once covered it, and it was then only a big place, not a great country. It must be a mighty race who would master those miles of inert earth. God breathed His spirit into the earth and it became a living man. Man His image must breathe the spirit into the earth and make it a living civilization.
The reports we have of two definite morally antagonistic deities in Redmen tribes resolve themselves on examination into misconceptions or exaggerations on the part of the reporters; or, so far as the antagonism really exists, it is due to Christian influence.
The Indian's love of freedom and honor, his hatred of subjection and deceit, as explained by the good old man, recalled to Jim Colonel Zane's estimate of the savage character. Surely, as the colonel had said, the Indians had reason for their hatred of the pioneers. Truly, they were a blighted race. Seldom had the rights of the redmen been thought of.
These are the horses and cattle the Indians drove away. The Redmen put the animals in this valley and made a fence at this end so they couldn't get out. They knew the horses and cattle would have water to drink and grass to eat, and they'd stay here a long while until the Indians would have a chance to drive 'em farther away and sell 'em. "Yes, that's just what they did.
No man came here, save when a new heap of yellow earth lay fresh-turned in the sun, and a long line of dancing, wailing redmen, led by their howling doctors, followed some body that had come to claim its seat among the skeletons. Tegakwita paused at the edge of the clearing, and looked around with that furtive quickness. Menard came slowly to his side.
Up the valley of the Bear Water, slightly above Glencaid, far enough beyond the saloon radius to protect his men from possible corruption, yet within easy reach of the military telegraph, they made camp in the early morning upon a wooded terrace overlooking the stage road, and settled quietly down as one of those numerous posts with which the army chiefs sought to hem in the dissatisfied redmen, and learn early the extent of their hostile plans.
The spirit is what makes him different from the arrow, the canoe, the mountain, and all the birds and beasts. For it is born of the Great Spirit, the creator of all. Him you must worship. "Redmen, this worship is understanding your spirit and teaching it to do good deeds. It is called Christianity. Christianity is love.
Your friends the Delawares are only women, and you are their sheep. Your own people will not own you, and no tribe of redmen would have you in their wigwams; you skulk among petticoated warriors. You slay our brave friend who has left us? No his great soul scorned to fight you, and left his body rather than have the shame of slaying you!
An involuntary word escaped him. "Magnificent!" he exclaimed. The shady glade had been transformed into a theater, from which gazed a thousand dark, still faces. A thousand eagle plumes waved, and ten thousand bright-hued feathers quivered in the soft breeze. The fantastically dressed scalps presented a contrast to the smooth, unadorned heads of the converted redmen.
Beneath the arrowheads and hatchets that mark it as a natural watch-tower of the redmen, lies, deep-hidden, a layer of sea-shells, proof that this plain was once an ocean bed." He paused a moment at this point to allow the full significance of his words to impress itself upon the assemblage before him. Then he continued.
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