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back: that those who follow have the vanguard of his matchless power, and those who face him must go down.

“What”, cried the Red-man’s friends — “what shall save the Indian, with his noble lesson of simple life and unavarice?”

Nothing! He was doomed; he was dying; for he stood in the Angel’s way. But we, his friends, learned wisdom. We moved him from the pathway and set him in the train of the cold, resistless one whose path is straight, and thus we saved him.

He shall not die. His lesson — of the highest in our time — shall live and grow, preserved by the awful Angel, upheld by the pitiless Angel: the one with the changeless, angerless front, and the sword that strikes straight down.