But, my dear friend Wildfire,” said Carl Peterson laying his hand on the Indian’s shoulder, “this is not a policy to live by.” “Then let it be a policy to die by,” defiantly spoke the Indian. “If we cannot be free, let us die. What is life to a caged bird, threatened with death on all sides?
But, my dear friend Wildfire,” said Carl Peterson laying his hand on the Indian’s shoulder, “this is not a policy to live by.” “Then let it be a policy to die by,” defiantly spoke the Indian. “If we cannot be free, let us die. What is life to a caged bird, threatened with death on all sides?
