G. Mercer (Graeme Mercer) Adam
Capitolo 38
hostile, burning cutting, mutilating until them you/they have done that hateful
thing 'a compensation', when a house is built with the dead bodies of the
good-looking trees that are fallen by their hand."
"But certainly they is not completely bad", pleaded the girl, his/her kind heart
refusing to accept the belief that the lowest of humanity were also able
is suddenly unworthy.
The head would not be turned by the rapid tide of its thoughts
from inactive interruptions.
"Their religion is dead, buried in a book, and they put him/it to them from them
as easily as them they put the book on the shelf. Our religion is alive,
wide as the earth, deep as the sky. They goes to a _house_ to
adoration; The temple of _our_ is shaped by the great Spirit and our
prayers continually ascend as the white smoke from our wigwams. Ah,
but they should be been sorry for not blamed. They is away from the heart of
nature--they has stopped being his/her children."
"It is money that they adores, and the soul of a man becomes as that
what he adores. They cries bitterly for them corpse, because they feels
as great it is the distance between the earth of spirits and they. I have
it felt that there are white men that don't believe but this earth
it exists, but that cannot be true."
There were some depths of the degradation that also his/her of vast course
imagination failed to grab. Wanda tiredly listened, although her
not manifested anybody signals of the impatience.
"The pale-faced women are very beautiful" she sometimes, said.
"Yes; but they is strange creatures, unnatural. In durations of anger
they attaches theirs small one defenseless, while speaking to a sour voice,
pinching, striking, slapping them, doing all but them."
His/her listener didn't shiver. The Indian, any matter how much his
feelings can be mixed, it is unaccostomed to show the emotion.
"With us", it continued the old man, "an angry woman frequently throws her/it
husband's hair; for him his/her husband is not to do with what you/he/she likes her?
but to fall on his/her his/her own meat and blood--that is unnatural and