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I re me that Robbie would not marry, that I should put the idea out of ht away No one knemy attachment to him was-perhaps not even Robbie himself

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I woke from a nap and rose slowly froone to the kitchens to visit Pete was in the lower field, in sight of the cabin I sat in a rocking chair watching hie of the trees to ht e from the woods and walk to where Pete worked He stopped what he was doing to speak to her They were very far away and small, but I could see her buckskin-colored clothes and black head After a moment, she turned and walked away toward the woods at the other side of the field

The sun glinted off so on her back; I squinted my eyes and saith so on its red-gold hair

So the boys of the clan visited a the Indian woh of the irls and women for amusement and that sometimes bastards were presented to them, but I wondered what happened to the children of the Indian women? Were they to be raised as Indians? That child looked completely out of place on the Indian woe?

As we sat on the porch with our needlework the nextbefore dinner, I asked Granny Moira about the Indian woman

"What will happen to her child?" I asked "Surely Ha the savages?"

Granny laughed "Hamish knows he could not take a child from the Creeks He could have his and all our scalps raised!"

"But, the child is clearly a McDonald!" I said

"The Indians have their oays," she said to me "They are not like white ways, nor yet Scottish ways In the Creek tribe, the women are the head of the family"

"But surely-"

"They also choose their own husbands, and dispose of them as they see fit"

I was astonished