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"To me there is little difference in nations. The people I loved most
are scattered as the sands of the dry river-beds fly before the fall
hurricanes, and life is too short to make use and custom with
strangers, as one can do with such as he has dwelt amongst for years.
Still am I a man without the cross of Indian blood; and what is due
from a warrior to his nation, is owing by me to the people of the
States; though little need have they, with their militia and their
armed boats, of help from a single arm of fourscore."
"Since you own your kin, I may ask a simple question. Where are the
Siouxes who have stolen my cattle?"
"Where is the herd of buffaloes, which was chased by the panther
across this plain, no later than the morning of yesterday? It is as
hard--"
"Friend," said Dr. Battius, who had hitherto been an attentive
listener, but who now felt a sudden impulse to mingle in the
discourse, "I am grieved when I find a venator or hunter, of your
experience and observation, following the current of vulgar error.


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