squaw gave Nattie pieces of cloth of divers colors, and a pint of white beads. She worked Fox Heart's name on crimson, Light-foot's on green, and Sweet Fern's on blue. Then there was a strip of beautiful purple, on which she wanted to put Black-bird, but hardly dared, as the girl had said that she did not wish her name. So she asked Fox Heart to tell her his mother's name, and put that on the purple strip. It was Red Rose. Nattie thought there never was a name more inapplicable, but she wisely kept such thoughts to herself.
The names were pinned upon a blackened beam of the cabin, and the boys were highly pleased to spell them over many times each day. Black-bird at length presented a bird which she had worked secretly, and said that Tulip might write her name under it, if she pleased.
Nattie did her best, and no other name made quite so fine an appearance as Black-bird's.
