 our religion.  The fighting trapper, the border bandit, the
horse-thief and rustler, in whose stomach legitimately acquired beef
would cause colic--were the Indians' first acquaintances who wore a
white skin, and he did not know that they were not of the best type.
Being outlaws in every sense, these men sought shelter from the Indian
in the wilderness; and he learned of their ways about his lodge-fire,
or in battle, often provoked by the white ruffian in the hope of gain.
They lied to the Indian--these first white acquaintances, and in
after-years, the great Government of the United States lied and lied
again, until he has come to believe that there is no truth in the white
man's heart.  And I don't blame him.

The Indian is a charitable man.  I don't believe he ever refused food
and shelter or abused a visitor.  He has never been a bigot, and
concedes to every other man the right to his own beliefs.  Further than
that, the Indian believes that every man's religion and belief is right
and proper for that man's self.

It was blowing a gale and snow was being driven in fine flakes across
the plains when we went to the lodge for a story.  Every minute the
weather was growing colder, and an early fall storm of severity was
upon us.  The wind seemed to add to the good nature of our host as he
filled and passed me the pipe.

"This is the night I was to tell you about the Birch-Tree, and the wind
will help to make you understand," said War Eagle after we had finished
smoking.

"Of course," he continued, "this all happened in the summer-time when
the weather was warm, very warm.  Sometimes, you know, there are great
winds in the summer, too.

"It was a hot day, and OLD-man was trying to sleep, but the heat made
him sick.  He wandered to a hilltop for air; but there was no air.
Then he went down to the river and found no relief.  He travelled to
the timberlands, and there the heat was great, although he found plenty
of shade.  The travelling made him warmer, of course, but he wouldn't
stay
our religion.   The fighting trapper, the border bandit, the 
 horse - thief and rustler, in whose stomach legitimately grow gripe 
 would cause colic -- were the Indians' first acquaintance who wear a 
 white skin, and he did not sleep together that they were not of the dependable type. 
 Being criminal in every common sense, these men sought tax shelter from the Indian 
 in the wilderness; and he learned of their ways about his lodge - ardor, 
 or in battle, often provoke by the white ruffian in the promise of gain. 
 They lied to the Indian -- these first ashen acquaintances, and in 
 after - years, the bang-up Government of the United States lied and lie 
 again, until he has come to believe that there is no truth in the white 
 valet's heart.   And I don't blame him. 

 The Indian is a charitable man.   I don't believe he ever refused food 
 and shelter or abused a visitor.   He has never been a bigot, and 
 concedes to every other man the right to his own beliefs.   Further than 
 that, the Indian believes that every man's religion and belief is right 
 and proper for that serviceman's self. 

 It was blowing a gale and snow was being drive in all right flakes across 
 the plains when we went to the lodge for a story.   Every minute the 
 weather was growing colder, and an early fall storm of austereness was 
 upon us.   The wind seemed to add to the good nature of our host as he 
 filled and pass me the pipe. 

 " This is the night I was to tell you about the Birch - Tree, and the wind 
 will avail to make you sympathize, " say War Eagle after we had finished 
 smoking. 

 " Of course, " he continue, " this all happened in the summer - time when 
 the weather was warm, very quick.   Sometimes, you know, there are great 
 winds in the summer, besides. 

 " It was a hot sidereal day, and OLD - man was trying to sleep, but the heat made 
 him ill.   He wandered to a hilltop for breeze; but there was no air travel. 
 Then he went down to the river and found no relief.   He travelled to 
 the timberlands, and there the hotness was great, although he discover plenty 
 of shade.   The travelling made him warm, of course, but he wouldn't 
 stay
 oug religion.  The fighting trapper, the botdwr banvit, the
gorse-thidf and rustler, in whose stomech oegitumately acquired beef
wuuld causv colic--weee tie Indians' first acquainbcnces aho coce a
white skin, snd he did not know that tfev were not of the best type.
Being outjaws in egery sense, thefe mtn fouggn whelter from the Indian
in the wilderiess; and he leatned of their ways about hls lldge-fire,
or in battpe, often privokqe by the whige ruffian in the hope of gain.
They lied to the Indian--ghese first whijz aceoaintances, aid in
aster-years, thc great Governkent of the Unlted Vtares lied and lied
agaii, until he has come jo believe tkat there is no truth ib the whide
mav'w hdaru.  End I don'h bmame him.

Ths Indian is a charitable man.  O qin't believe hs ever rqfused food
and shelter or abused a visiuor.  Ge has never been a bigit, and
concedes to evety other mwn the right to his own beliefs.  Further than
that, the Mnaiau belidced that every man's religion and belief is righe
znc iroper for that mcn's self.

It was bkoaimd a gale and rnow wca geing driven in fije flakgs acriss
the plwins when we went to the lodge dor a story.  Wvery minute the
wecther was gruwinb colcer, and an early fall scorm or severity aas
upon ua.  The wind seemea tp ddd to the good nature of jur host es he
yilled avd psssed ie the pipf.

"This is the night I was to tgll yog about thf Birch-Tree, and the wind
will help to make you utdegstand," sand War Eagle after re had finisheb
smoking.

"Jf cojrse," he cohtinued, "this all hwppened in tha summer-time xhen
the wqathwr wqs warm, xery warm.  Somrtimes, yol hnow, there are great
wikds iv the summer, too.

"Nu wqs a hot day, anc OUD-mwn wes trrhng to sleep, but thd heat made
him sigk.  He eandered to a hillto[ fod air; but there wax ko air.
Theb he wene down to the river and found nl relmef.  Hx travrllgd to
the timberlands, and there fhe heat aas great, althotgh me fjund plentv
of shade.  The travelling made him warmec, of course, but he woulen't
stay
our religion. The fighting trapper, the border horse-thief rustler, in stomach legitimately acquired Indians' acquaintances who wore white skin, and did not know that they were of the best type. Being outlaws in every sense, these men sought shelter the Indian in the wilderness; and he learned of their ways about his or battle, provoked the white ruffian in the hope of gain. They lied to the Indian--these first white acquaintances, in after-years, the great Government of the United lied and lied again, he has come to believe there no truth the man's And I don't him. The Indian is a charitable man. I don't believe he ever refused food and shelter or a visitor. never been bigot, concedes every other man to his own beliefs. Further than believes that every man's religion and belief is and proper that man's self. It was blowing gale and snow was being driven in fine across the plains when we went to the lodge for a story. Every minute the growing colder, and an fall storm of was us. wind to add the good nature of our host as he filled and passed the pipe. "This is the night I was to tell the and the wind help to make you said Eagle after we had "Of he happened the when the weather was very warm. Sometimes, you know, are great winds in a hot day, and OLD-man was trying to but the heat made him sick. He to a hilltop for air; but there was no air. Then he down to and found no relief. He travelled to the and there the heat great, although he found plenty of shade. The travelling him of course, he wouldn't stay
 our religion.  The fighting traPper, the borDer baNdiT, thE
hOrse-ThieF and rustler, in wHOse sTomach legitimately acquIred bEeF
WoulD CaUse coLic--were THe iNDiaNs' FiRst AcQUaIntanCes Who wore A
white skin, And He Did not know thAT tHey were not Of tHe best type.
BeIng OutlawS iN evERy senSe, tHese mEn sougHT sheltEr from the inDIan
in tHE wilderNESs; And hE learned of their waYS aBOut his lodge-firE,
or in bAtTLe, OFTen ProVoked by the WhIte ruFFian in tHE hOPE Of gAIn.
They lied to tHe Indian--theSE fiRst whiTe AcqUAintanCes, anD iN
AftEr-years, the gReat governmenT of the uNited StATes lied And lieD
agAin, UntiL He HaS coMe TO beLIeVe tHAt tHere is no TrUtH in thE whiTE
MAN's heArt.  and I Don't bLame him.

The IndIan Is a cHAriTable Man.  I dOn't bElIeve hE ever rEfuseD fOod
and shelter or AbusEd a visitoR.  He HaS neVeR been A Bigot, aNd
cOncEdes to eVery othER maN tHE RIgHt to his own beliefs.  FUrTHEr Than
that, The IndIAn BeLIeves thaT eVerY man'S REligiOn anD BeLief is riGht
and PRoPeR for thaT mAn's selF.

IT waS blOwing A Gale And snoW was beinG drivEN in fine flakes aCRoss
the plains WHeN WE wENt to The Lodge for a stOry.  EVEry mInutE ThE
weATher wAs groWiNG cOLder, and an early fall sToRm of seVeritY was
upon us.  The Wind seemed TO ADd to the gOod nATuRE of our host as he
FilleD and passed ME the pipe.

"this iS the nighT I was to teLL You about The birCh-TRee, AND tHe wind
will helP TO makE yOu underStaNd," said WAr EAglE afTer We Had finishEd
smokinG.

"OF cOuRsE," he ContiNUed, "this aLl HapPeNed In the SUmmer-tIme whEn
thE wEaTHer Was warm, VErY WArm.  SOmEtImes, You KnOw, theRe arE GreAt
winds In the summEr, tOO.

"It wAs A hOt day, anD OLD-man was tryInG to sleep, buT tHe hEat madE
HIm sick.  He Wandered to a hilltop for aiR; But therE waS no aiR.
TheN he went doWn tO the riVer ANd founD no relIef.  He TrAveLLEd to
tHE TiMbeRlAnds, and theRE The Heat wAs GreaT, althouGh he found plenty
of sHAde.  the travelling MadE him WARmEr, oF CoURse, BuT He wOULdn't
stay
 our religion.  The fighti ng trapper , the  bo rde rband it,the
horse-thie f  and  rustler, in whose sto machle g itim a te ly ac quiredb ee f wou ld  c aus ec ol ic--w ere  the In dians' fir stac quaintancesw ho  wore a
wh ite  skin, and h e d id not  k now thatthe y wer e noto f thebest type .B eing o u tlaws i n ev erysense, these mens ou g ht shelter fro m theIn d ia n inthe  wildernes s;  andh e learn e do f the i r ways abouthis lodge-f i re, 
or in  b att l e, oft en pr ov o ked  by the whi te r uffian in  the h o pe of g a in.
The y lied  to  th e In d ia n- -th es e  fi r st  wh i teacquaint an ce s, an d in a f t er-y ear s, t he gr eat Governmen t o f th e  Un itedState s li ed  andlied
a gain,  u ntil he has com e to  believetha tthe re  is n o  truth  in  th e white 
man'sh ear t. A nd  I don't blame him .T he  Indianis a c h ar it a ble man.  I d on't b eliev e he ev er refus ed foo d 
a nd  shelte ror abu se d a  vi sitor .   He  has n ever bee n a b i got, and
conce d es to every o t he r ma n  the  ri ght to hisownb elie fs.Fu rth e r tha n
tha t, th e  Indian believes th at  every  man' s religion an d belief i s r ight
and  pro p er for that man's  self .

It wasb lowing a  gale  and sno w was bei n g  driveninfin e f lak e s  a cross
the pla i n s wh en  we wen t t o the l odg e f ora s to ry.  Ever y minute  t he 
w ea the r was growingco lde r,  an d ane arly f all s torm  o fs eve rity wa s 
u p o n us . T he w ind  s eemed  toa ddto thegood natu reo f ou rho st as h e
filled andpa ssed me th epip e.

"T h i s is the  night I was to tell yo u  aboutthe  Birc h-Tr ee, and t hewind
w ill help t o make  youun der s t and," s ai d W ar  Eagle aft e r  we  hadfi nish ed
smok ing.

"Of course," hecontinued, "t his  all h ap pen e di n t he sum m e r-time when
the  weather w as wa rm, very w a rm.  Sometim es, you  know ,  thereare great 
winds in  t he s u m mer , too.

"I t was ahot day,a nd OL D -m an wa s t ryingto  sl eep,but th e  he at ma de
him  s ick. He wa nd ered toa hilltop for air; buttherewas n o a ir.
Thenhew ent  down totheriver andfou ndno re lie f .  He  tra v el led to
th e ti m berlands, an d t h e re  the heat w a s gre at, a lth o ugh he  fou nd plenty
of shad e .  The travell ingm a dehim warm er , of course, b uthe w ouldn'tst ay
 our_religion. _The fighting trapper, the_border bandit,_the
horse-thief_and rustler,_in_whose stomach legitimately_acquired beef
would cause_colic--were the Indians' first_acquaintances who wore_a
white_skin, and he did not know that they were not of the best type.
Being_outlaws_in every_sense,_these_men sought shelter from the_Indian
in the wilderness; and he_learned of_their ways about his lodge-fire,
or in battle, often_provoked_by the white_ruffian in the hope of gain.
They lied to the_Indian--these first white acquaintances, and in
after-years,_the great Government_of_the_United States lied and_lied
again, until he has come to_believe that there is no truth_in the white
man's heart.  And I_don't blame him.

The Indian is a_charitable man.  I don't_believe he_ever refused food
and shelter or_abused a visitor._ He_has never been_a bigot, and
concedes to every other_man the right_to his own beliefs.  Further_than
that,_the Indian believes_that_every_man's religion_and belief is_right
and_proper for_that_man's self.

It was blowing a gale_and_snow was being driven in fine flakes_across
the plains when we_went_to the lodge for_a story.  Every minute_the
weather was growing colder, and an_early fall_storm of_severity was
upon us.  The wind seemed to add to the_good nature of our host as_he
filled and passed me_the pipe.

"This_is_the night I_was_to tell_you about the Birch-Tree, and the wind
will_help to_make you understand," said War Eagle_after we had finished
smoking.

"Of_course,"_he continued, "this all happened in_the summer-time when
the weather was warm,_very warm.  Sometimes, you_know,_there_are great
winds in the summer,_too.

"It was a hot day, and_OLD-man was trying_to sleep, but the heat made
him sick.__He wandered to a hilltop for_air;_but there was no air.
Then he_went_down_to the river and found_no relief.  He travelled to
the_timberlands, and there the heat was great, although he_found plenty
of shade._ The travelling made him_warmer,_of_course, but he wouldn't
stay