me he had always stood, like Saul, a head and
shoulders above his fellows. I had always believed
him a king of men, and now I knew it.
He took the little girl by the hand, folded her robe about her gently as if she had been a Christian born, looked to her moccasins, and then cast about to see who should take and provide for the boy. The last man was going gone !
There was a look of pain and trouble in the face of the Prince. There was not a crust of bread in the cabin : a poor place to which to take the two starved children, to be sure.
The cast of care blew on with the wind ; and with the same old look of confidence and self-possession he went up to the Indian boy, took him by the thin little arm, and bade him arise and follow.
The boy started. He did not understand, and yet he understood perfectly. He stood up taller than before. His face looked fierce and bitter, and his hands lifted as if he would strike. The Prince smiled, stooped and picked up his club, and put it in his hand. This conquered him. He stood it against the stone on which he had sat, took up a robe that lay under his feet, fastened his moccasin strings, and we moved away together and in silence.
The little girl would look up now and then, and endeavour to be pleasant and do cunning things; but this boy with his club tucked under his robe did not look up, nor down, nor around him.
There were some dead that lay in the way; ha did
