White Feather Page #4

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But for Appearing Day,

my father asks 200.

Well, even at that price,

I'm sure there are many offers.

Come. Now you will see the things

I have to show you.

Did I scare you?

I just came down

to wash up for dinner.

- There will be a war dance in your honor.

- Oh?

These berries are for the feast.

Oh, here, smell.

- It is like the forest.

- They call it pine tree soap.

You may have it.

Keep it. It's yours.

- May I kiss you thank you?

- What was that?

- May I kiss you thank you?

- I'm not sure I understand.

When I was little, there were sometimes

white boys in the camp...

and they would have a birthday

and we would make presents.

They told me I must always

kiss for each present.

Did they tell you that was

the custom of the white man?

Yes. Is it not true?

Well, yes, it is true.

Many people kiss when they receive presents.

Then, please, I will like it.

Indian boys do not kiss Indian girls.

I do not know why not.

It is very nice in feeling.

I would like it again,

please, but longer.

- Josh wishes more?

- Thank you.

It's a feast I won't forget.

But I'd hoped to meet Broken Hand.

My father returns tomorrow.

May I come back?

Do you come as a friend...

or do you come to speak

the cause of the white soldier?

I come in friendship.

Then you are welcome.

I will be here. But now

I must say good night.

- We will ride with you to the river.

- I can find my way.

- No. You must let them.

- To ride alone is dangerous.

We must protect you

from the Cheyennes.

I will say good night now.

And thank you.

And to you, for these.

- How are they called?

- Bowie knives.

We have given you nothing.

You've given me your friendship.

That is not enough.

Tanner will hear from us.

I am thinking of horses,

Little Dog...

and the fine ones

in the Crow village.

Come. Tanner will have his present. Hyah!

Here's why I sent for you, Mr. Tanner.

He's yours.

Two young Cheyennes brought him in.

They said you'd know what it was about.

- Are they still here?

- No, they didn't stay but hardly a second.

Almost seemed like

they was in a hurry.

Boy, he sure is a beauty, isn't he?

He sure is.

Do not be afraid.

They are only Crows.

Why were they after me?

I was on my side of the river.

It is simple.

This horse we gave you,

it is theirs.

Thanks. You almost got me killed.

You do not understand.

It is American Horse

and me they wish to kill.

- We stole the pony.

- Uh-huh.

What are we supposed to do now?

Wait here while they kill you, or do we fight?

Fight? Ha!

Fight Crows?

It is beneath Cheyennes to fight Crows.

I will send them a challenge.

We'll see if their horses match ours.

Crows!

Little Dog!

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