"I will insist," continued the officer; "take a day to think it over; you and all your people have asked for peace; these four men deserve death, and you ought not to let a little matter like that stand in the way."
On the day following, the colonel asked Little Carpenter for his decision.
"I gave it yesterday," he replied.
The officer was vexed at what he considered the stubbornness of the chief, and refused to yield to him. The most to which he could consent was that Little Carpenter should make the long journey to Charleston and lay the matter before the governor. Little Carpenter traveled the hundreds of miles through wilderness and solitudes, and explained his errand to the governor.
By this time, South Carolina had an executive of sense. He knew all about Little Carpenter. He considered him the finest type of his race, whose conduct from the first was highly honorable. He had never been known to ask an unreasonable thing, and the governor no sooner understood what he wished, than he assured him it should be granted.
Then Little Carpenter made another request:
"We wish that Captain John Stewart shall be made Indian agent in our nation. All the Indians love him and none of us will ever feel uneasiness while he is with us."
"It shall be as you wish," replied the governor, and the pleased chief, having obtained all, and indeed more than he expected to obtain, arose to set out on the long journey homeward through the wilds.