Their fire was built near the water's edge, and the canoe which interrupted them had been paddled silently to the bank, so that its bow extended nearly into their fire.
"Ugh, how do," said a voice in the canoe, "how do, pale faces," and with that the solitary occupant of the canoe leaped ashore and seated himself in the circle around the fire.
Joe was frightened, but the other boys were reasonably self-possessed.
"Injun see fire; Injun come see.

Injun friend." "White man friend, too," said Sam, holding out his hand.

"Injun eat ?" offering the visitor some food.
"No.

Injun eat heap while ago.

Injun no hungry, but Injun friendly.
Fire good.