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andbaketheminanopenfireverycleverlywhileyouneverseeabeardonanyman,siheytrivetoshavethemselvesalloverquiteclosewithrazorsofstone.

    AndIshouldsaythatunstheydidhave,foralittlewhilebeforeIarrivedamoherecameaSan,singgunsandliquoriurnfordressedrobesand,asfortheeffectsoftheliquor,Ishallsaynowtaboutitexceptitsendsemmad,but,asfuns,theysoonlearousethem.

    Theharvestingohereduptheir,averypoor,smallsortof,tomywayofthinking,theheadsjustthatmuchbiggerthanmythumb,andwedugholesinthegroundsixorsevedeepandwhatofthewedidwedriedandstoredawayuheearth.ButthediggingwasagreatlabourfortheyhavenoshovelsorspadesexceptwhattheystealfromtheEnglishsowemadeshiftwithsticksortheshoulder-bonesofdeer.AndifIhaveonequarrelwithmytribe,itisthatthemenwillhavenothingtodowiththisagriculture,althoughitisheavywork,butgofishinginthecreekorchasedeerageindandsuchsillyperformaheysaywillmakethegrow.

    Butmymothersaid:"Thereisnoharminitanditkeepsthemenoutoftheway."

    Bythetimetheweatherturned,IwasrattlingawayintheIndianlanguageasifIdbeenborntoit,thoughnotawordofHebrewdidittainsoIthinkmyoldLancashireladywasmistakenthattheyaretheLostTribeofIsraeland,astovertihetruereligion,Iwassobusywithohingandahatiteredmyhead.Asformypaleface,bytheendoftheharvestitwasbrownasanyoftheirsandmymotherstainedmylighthairformewithsomedarkishdyesotheygrewacedtomypresenceamongthemandatsixmonthsendyouwouldhavethoughtshewhomIcalledmy"mother"wasmyownnaturalmotherandIwasIndianbornandbred,exceptmyblueeyesremainedamarv
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