He has taken for his wife, my sister. Yet he has not tried to take my gods or my world. As each left, all that went with him were the furs. We kept our sisters, their children, and the stories that have come to us during the years we shared together. Their words flow in a graceful river.
Happiness never seems to leave their eyes.
Let us welcome these men and share what we can. All are Manitou's children. Nothing but trouble and pain would result from their intrusion into this unspoiled country. The season being late, Mr. MacKenzie offered his own building for their winter habitation. Together they would pass the winter in companionship.