But these were not the superior things we wished to show them.
Guacanagari, big and easy and gentle, said, "Live here, you who are so great and good! We will take you into the people.

We shall be brothers." We understood them that the great white heron was their guardian spirit and would be ours.

I said, "They do not think of it as just those stalking, stilly standing birds! It is a name for something hovering, brooding, caring for them." The Viceroy spoke with energy.

"Tell them of Father, Son and Holy Ghost!" Fray Ignatio stood and spoke, gentle and plain.

Diego Colon made what headway he could.