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Show - 26 - "Must this vengeance be pursued, my father?" "Of course! Must vou ask such a nuestion?" "My uncle, thy own brother, lies now in death. Can vengeance and more death bring about his return to us?" "My brother was killed?" The battle worn chief drew a deeo sigh, then answered his son's question. "Perhans it cannot bring him back, my son, but it can bring us honor as men and warriors. I mourn the loss of my brother, but he died as he would have wished, in honorable battle. Your questions disturb me. They are questions of women. A man is born to be a warrior, and a warrior is meant for battle. "Our tribe has become weak and soft by inactivity, but we shall not be surprised by an enemy again. We shall start to train our young men to be skillful in battle once again. But now we must look to the preparations of my brother and thy uncle. He must be sent to the world of Po with honor. Have you begun these duties?" "ves, my father. You will be happy at the news that my brother, thy second son, is fairing better. His wounds do not appear as serious as first thought, and he is resting well." |