"They mean it this time.

I lay in the brush and watched them last night." He stood looking at his mother speculatively, a little grin on his face.

"I told you, you can't change an Injun by learning him to eat with a knife and fork," he added.

"Colorou ain't any whiter than he was before you set out to learn him manners.

He was hoppin' higher than any of 'em." "Teach, Buddy, not learn.