The native who spoke for his group nodded and said, “Peshewa says that he will offer help to you if you come to him.”
He turned to his companions and they stood back waiting for my answer. I had lived long in America and yet my experience with the natives was mixed.
I addressed the main scout and replied, “I thank you for this great honor that Peshewa has bestowed on me to become a guest of the Miami tribe. I need a few minutes to discuss with my people.”
I bowed to them and then headed back to the wagons with Jeremiah. On our way back, I remembered the name of the driver of the first wagon. His name was Henry. He followed us and we met the Radleys in back of the second wagon. Charles came to speak to us with a rifle in his hand. Mrs. Radley remained inside with the children, but I quic
