"I need you, and the way is clear." "What do you mean ?" "I have a letter from Boston." "What is it, Marlowe Mann ?" "The Indian Educational Society have promised me a thousand dollars for my work another year.

I must have a house.

I would want you to take charge of it.

_But_--your tongue ?" "O Master Mann, I'll give up my tongue! I'll just work, and be still.

If an Injun will give up his revenge, an' it's his natur', ought not I to give up my tongue?
When I can't help scoldin' I'll just sing hymns." Mr.Mann gazed into the faces of the Indians.