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THE SHAFTS SPED TO THEIR MARKS AND TWO BIRDS FLUTTERED AND FELL TO EARTH.
HAWK EYE
BY
DAVID CORY
Author of
"LITTLE INDIAN," and others
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS NEW YORK
Copyright, 1938, by
GROSSET & DUNLAP, Inc.
All Rights Reserved
Printed in the United States of America
FOREWORD
There is a secure immortality and a depth of intuitionin the utterance of Wordsworth, the peer ofnature's poets, when from his pastoral reed hestrikes the notes:
"The child is father of the man."
Nothing could be more insistently and persistentlytrue of the Indian child—the girl to be themother of warriors, the boy to become a hero andthe father of future "braves."
It goes back, all of it, to a heredity born of threevital and vitalizing forces. The Indian holds withsteadfastness and devotion to his many and weirdceremonies, but these all lead him back to the supreme,piloting force of his life, his unfailing faithin the Great Mystery.
The altar stairs to the spirit world are hills, buttressedby granite; trees that talk with the winds—whispersfrom the spirit world; the thunder of thewaterfall—the voice of the Great Mystery; stars—thefootprints of warriors treading the highways[Pg 8]of the Happy Hunting Ground. In all of these hesees God.
Falling into communion with this happy philosophyof life, the glory of Indian motherhood crossesour path—and there are few things more beautiful.When the day of expectation dawns upon her, sheseeks the solitude of all the majesty in which fromchildhood she has seen the footprints of God—revels,communes, rehearses to herself the heroism of thegreatest hero of her tribe, and all that the impressof it may be