I was happy.
"I had seven sons.

The white man's plague came; the shadow fell on six of them, and they went away with the storm-birds.

They entered the new canoe, and sailed beyond us on the sea of life.

They came back no more at the sunrisings and sun settings, at the leaf-gatherings of the spring, or the leaf-fallings of the autumn.

They are beyond.
"One son was left me--Benjamin.