"We are all so happy over Wathemah," she said. "I know you must be, too. He is really your boy, for you saved him, Jack." Then Jack Harding poured his heart out to her. She understood him, all his struggles, all his great unselfish love for the boy. She knew the pain of his awakening, when he found that the child whom he had loved, whom he had toiled for all these years, needed him no more. It was pathetic to her. "But, Jack dear," she was saying, "I am sure Wathemah will always be a joy to you. Only wait. My heart tells me he has some great purpose. He will tell us in time. When he does, you will want to help him carry out his plans, won't you?" Up and down the veranda, walked Kenneth and Wathemah. Kenneth's hand and arm rested on the youth's shoulder. "Yes, Wathemah," he was saying, "little David's death was a great sorrow to us. He was shot by an unfriendly Indian, you know." For a moment his face darkened. The two walked on in silence. "And Mother Esther?" Wathemah said in a husky tone; "how can she still give her life for the uplift of my people?" "Oh, you know as well as I. She serves a great Master." They talked from heart to heart, as father and son. At last all the household gathered on the veranda to watch the afterglow in the sky. Esther slipped her arm through Wathemah's, and they stood facing the west. "And so my boy is to enter the Indian service," she said. "Yes," he answered. "You know I majored in anthropology and education. My summers among various Indian tribes were to help me know the Indian. My thesis for my doctorate is to be on 'The Education of the Indian in the United States.' When I have my material ready, I'll return to Harvard and remain until I complete my work for my doctorate." "What next, Wathemah?" There was a thrill in Esther's voice. The Indian youth squared his shoulders, lifted his head, and said, as though making a solemn covenant: "The uplift of my race!" And Esther's face was shining. Transcriber's Notes Omission of punctuation and misspellings that appeared to be typesetter errors have been corrected. Slang and colloquialisms in dialogue has been left as it appeared in the original. In this Latin-1 text version, the following substitution system has been used for non-Latin-1 diacritical marks:- [=e] e with Macron [=u] u with Macron [)e] e with Breve There is a Unicode version of the text file which has all diacritical marks as per the original book. In Chapter XV, the Apache makes the statement "N[=e]-sh[=e]-äd-nl[)e]h´" "You be my squaw." This is repeated several times in Chapter XXI. In the original the diacritical marks are typeset differently in the subsequent entries. On the assumption that the first entry is more accurate, all repetitions are changed to agree with the original.