As I think I've told
you fellows, Harry Kenton, Governor Ware's great-grandson and my comrade,
is fighting on the other side."
"I knew of the great Dr. Cotter long before I met you, Dick," replied
Warner. "I read his book on the Indians of the Northern Mississippi
Valley. Not merely their history and habits, but their legends, their
folk lore, and the wonderful poetic glow so rich and fine that he threw
over everything. There was something almost Homeric in his description
of the great young Wyandot chieftain Timmendiquas or White Lightning,
whom he acclaimed as the finest type of savage man the age had known."
"He and Henry Ware fought Timmendiquas for years, and after the great
peace they were friends throughout their long lives."
"And I've studied, too, his wonderful book on the Birds and Mammals
of North America," continued Warner with growing enthusiasm. "What
marvelous stores of observation and memory! Ah, Dick, those were
exciting days, and a man had opportunities for real and vital
experiences!"
Dick and Pennington laughed.
"What about Vicksburg, old praiser of past times?" asked Frank.
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