of our people, you can divorce me 

 according to our law and I shall 

 be free! It won't be much trouble 

 for you. Whiteleg," she said, per- 

 suasively "Will you?'* 



Whiteleg shook his head and 

 grunted. The nearness of the girl 

 confused him. 



"But remember my mother, re- 

 member the years I have been a 

 slave, remember what they have 

 done to our people. Remember Pine 

 Leaf how they sent her to Carlisle. 

 They said she was so bright and 

 clever and so adaptable, that was 

 the word, and how, when she gradu- 

 ated there was no place in the world 

 for her. The Whites would not 

 take her into their hearts and homes 

 just because she wore high-heeled 

 boots and carried a parasol and 

 spoke grammatical English. They 

 might welcome her as an 'interesting 

 development,' but receive her as a 

 sister, daughter, wife? Never. She 

 was too Indian. And we, you re- 

 member how we despised her, how 

 we turned our backs upon her be- 

 cause she had forsaken her people. 

 She was too English for us. There 





