travel through his country, to visit his red children, and talk peace. You have seen how I have brought the Osages and the Kansas together. I wish my road to be smooth, with a blue sky over my head. I have not seen any blood in the trail. But the warriors of the American father are not women, to be turned back by words. If the Pawnee wish to try to stop me, they may try. We are men, well armed, and will take many lives in exchange for our own. Then the great father will send other warriors, to gather our bones and to avenge our deaths, and our spirits will hear war-songs sung in praise of our deeds. We shall go on. I ask you for horses, and somebody who speaks Comanche, to help us; and I ask you to take down the Spanish flag and hoist the flag of your American father, instead."
That was a defiant speech, and Scar Head thrilled. Surely, the American chief was a man.
Iskatappe arose.
"We do not want peace with the Padoucah," he said. "They have killed six of our young men. We must have scalps in payment, so that the young men's relatives can wash the mourning paint from their faces and be happy. It would be foolish for us to send anybody with you or to give you horses.
