met a bird that was his master, and his humilia- 
tion must have been intense. 
One morning he went some miles down the 
island to where the big lighthouse tower of 
Cape Hatteras stands. Off over the ocean 
Hardheart saw a company of gulls flying around 
and dipping down into the water, so he journeyed 
out to see what was going on. Looking down 
from a height of sixty feet he saw floating in the 
water what appeared to be the body of an un- 
fortunate sailor. It was tossing about so that 
no gull could light on it, but nevertheless all 
the gulls appeared to be waiting around in the 
hope that they might in the end be able to do 
this. 
Suddenly the gulls began to scatter, and Hard- 
heart, looking up, saw that big brown bird com- 
ing from the direction of the Hatteras woods at 
a speed that was really astonishing. He thought 
it safest to move away, but he did not propose to 
show any undue haste, even though he recog- 
nized that his enemy Hatteras Joe, the old bald 
eagle, was bearing down upon him. So he flew 
around the dead sailor just one more time to 
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