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If I had need to open my heart to him, while his fires were burning
above my head, the door was open and before my eyes. But the axes of
the choppers awoke me. For a long time my ears heard nothing but the
uproar of clearings. I bore it like a warrior and a man; there was a
reason that I should bear it: but when that reason was ended, I
bethought me to get beyond the accursed sounds. It was trying to the
courage and to the habits, but I had heard of these vast and naked
fields, and I came hither to escape the wasteful temper of my people.
Tell me, Dahcotah, have I not done well?"
The trapper laid his long lean finger on the naked shoulder of the
Indian as he ended, and seemed to demand his felicitations on his
ingenuity and success, with a ghastly smile, in which triumph was
singularly blended with regret. His companion listened intently, and
replied to the question by saying, in the sententious manner of his
race--
"The head of my father is very grey; he has always lived with men, and
he has seen everything.


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