The Sun Of Quebec - A Story of a Great Crisis by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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wisdom and foresight.
"Come, Tayoga," he said. "Outdoors is calling to us." "And be sure that you return in time for supper," said Master Jacobus. "This house is to be your home as long as you are in Albany. I should be offended mortally if you went elsewhere." "No danger of that," said Robert. "Tayoga and I know a good home when we find it. And we know friends, too, when we see them." It was a bit of sentiment, but he felt it very deeply and he saw that all of the men looked pleased. As he and Tayoga went out he noticed that they drew their chairs about the dining-room table that Caterina had cleared, and before the door closed upon the two lads they were already talking in low and earnest tones. "They have affairs of importance which are not for us," he said, when he and the Onondaga were outside. "It is so," said Tayoga. "The white people have their chiefs and sachems like the nations of the Hodenosaunee, and their ranks are filled by age. The young warriors are for the trail, the hunt, and the war path, and not for the council. It is right that it should be thus. I do not wish to be a chief or a sachem before my time. I am glad, Dagaeoga, to enjoy youth, and let our elders do the hard thinking for us." "So am I," said Robert joyfully as he filled his lungs with draught after draught of the fresh air. "No seat at the council for me! Not for twenty years yet! Give me freedom and action! Let others do the planning |
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