To Have & To Hold by Mary Johnson Chapter 28 Page 8

“I shall hardly be troubled with company,” I said. “There’s a bear-baiting toward.”

Nantauquas smiled. “My brother asked me to find a bear for to-day. I bought one from the Paspaheghs for a piece of copper, and took him to the ring below the fort.”

“Where all the town will presently be gone,” I said. “I wonder what Rolfe did that for!”

Filling a cup with sack, I pushed it to the Indian across the table. “You are little in the woods nowadays, Nantauquas.”

His fine dark face clouded ever so slightly. “Opechancanough has dreamt that I am Indian no longer. Singing birds have lied to him, telling him that I love the white man, and hate my own color. He calls me no more his brave, his brother Powhatan’s