Section 44. THE INDIAN CHIEF. IV.
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The officer replied that[1] he would rather lose his own life than take away that of his deliverer. The Indian, bending[2] down his (S. 43, N. 9, A) head, and covering his face with both his hands, stood[3] some time silent. Then, looking[4] earnestly at his prisoner, he[5] said, in a voice that was at once softened by tenderness and grief: “Hast thou a father?” “My father,” said the young man, “was[6] alive when I left my country[7].” “Alas!” said[8] the Indian, “how wretched[9] must he be!” He paused[10] a moment, and then added: “Dost thou know that[11] I have been a father? I[12] am a father no more. I saw my son fall in[13] battle. He fought at my side. I saw him expire. He was covered with wounds, when he fell[14] dead at my feet.”