"Strip him of his honours. Do you remember that stick we burned with 'Sapwood' on it?"
"Good idee. We'll burn Hawkeye for a name and dig up the old one"
"No, you won't, you dirty mean Skunks! Ye promised me you'd never call me that again. I am Hawkeye. I kin see farder'n—n—" and he began to weep.
"Well, will you obey the Council?"
"Yes; but I won't wear no white feather—I'm brave, boohoo!"
"All right. We'll leave that off; but you must do the other punishments.
"Will I still be Hawkeye?"
"Yes."
"All right. I'll do it."