wish to be there? It put fears in my mind which made me feel far,
less at my ease with him. Thought I, if he should go back to his
home, he will think no more of what I have taught him, and done
for him. He will be sure to tell the rest of his tribe all my
ways, and come back with, it may be, scores of them, and kill me,
and then dance round me, as they did round the men, the last time
they came on my isle.

But these were all false fears, though they found a place in my
mind a long while; and I was not so kind to him now as I had
been. From this time I made it a rule, day by day, to find out if
there were grounds for my fears or not. I said, "Do you not wish
to be once more in your own land?"

"Yes! I be much O glad to be at my own land."

"What would you do there? Would you turn wild, and be as you
were?"

"No, no, I would tell them to be good, tell them eat bread, corn,
milk, no eat man more!"

"Why, they would kill you!"

"No, no, they no kill; they love learn."

He then told me that some white men, who had come on their shores
in a boat, had taught them a great deal.

"Then will you go back to your land with me?"