No, sirree! It ain't
right. He's the littlest Warrior among the War Chiefs, but he kin see
farder an' do it oftener an' better than his betters. He kin see round
a corner or through a tree. 'Cept maybe at night, he's the swell seer
of the outfit, an' the Council has voted to call him 'Hawkeye.'"
"How--How--How--How--How--"
Here Little Beaver handed the Head War Chief a flat white stick on
which was written in large letters "Sapwood."
"Here's the name he went by before he was great an' famous, an' this
is the last of it." The Chief put the stick in the fire, saying, "Now
let us see if you're too green to burn." Little Beaver then handed
Woodpecker a fine Eagle feather, red-tufted, and bearing in outline
a man with a Hawk's head and an arrow from his eye. "This here's a
swagger Eagle feather for the brave deed he done, and tells about him
being Hawkeye, too" (the feather was stuck in Guy's hair and the claw
necklace put about his neck amid loud cries of "How--How--" and thumps
of the drum), "and after this, any feller that calls him Sapwood has to
double up and give Hawkeye a free kick."
There was a great chorus of "How--How." Guy tried hard to look
dignified and not grin, but it got beyond him.
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