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46 TIM, THE SCOUT. laugh, and say,‘ There are the bones of an Indian? War- riors do not think so, lightly of their dead. They are dear to their hearts, and they would stay here and keep the grass green above their graves. Does my brother understand ?” “Tt is well,” said Harrison. “ Let the Shawnees stay. Our fathers would have it so.” | “Good. A bad man came into the lodges of the Shaw- nees. He said, ‘The Yengees are dogs. They seek all the land for their children. If you are the sons of warriors, take arms in your hands and fight.’” : “This igs some red-coat,” said Harrison. ‘“ Let my red brothers bring him to me, that I may bind him with many chains and send him to our father at Washington. When this has been done, all shall be well between the Indians and the Great Father,” “The man has gone out of the Shawnee lodges,” said the Prophet. ‘“ We do not know whence he came or where he went. Perhaps he is a devil, who seeks to do some harm to the poor Indians. They listened to his wicked words because they loved the land of their fathers. But, the Yengees were not asleep. They heard that the Indians werewery mad, and now they come here with arms in their hands to destroy us. We have done no harm and we seek peace.” “ The Indians were arming to fight,” said Harrison. “Yes; but they see how wrong they were, and now they wish to bury the hatchet forever out of sight, that there may be peace forever between them and their white brothers. Why should they quarrel, since they must always live together ? No, let us bury the hatchet.” | “Then let my brother tell me who it was that came into the lodge.” “We do not know him,” said the Prophet. “Tama medicine-man among my people,” said Harrison. “T can raise spirits. Would my brother, the Prophet, like to see the man who did so much wrong to the In- dians ?” “ He is not here,” said the Prophet, who knew by his own experience how much necromaney and prophecy amounted to. “My brother can not find him. He has gone back whence he came,” - comicloolkks.conn