"Unicorn is a great chief; when he commands, Sunbeam bows and obeys without a murmur; the warrior is the strong and courageous eagle, the squaw is the timid dove."
There was a long silence, which Sunbeam at last broke by saying, with a meaning smile—
"My mother had something to ask of me?"
"What use is it, dear child?" she answered hesitatingly, "As you will not grant my request."
"My mother thinks so, but is not sure," she said, maliciously.
The old lady smiled.
"Have you guessed, then, what I was about to ask of you?" she said.
"Perhaps so; my mother will explain, so that I may see whether I was mistaken."
"No, it is useless; I know that my daughter will refuse."
Sunbeam broke into a fresh and joyous laugh as she clapped her little hands.