But we’re all of us tarred
With the same black stick.
Owosco (derisively). Ah! here comes our worthy apology for a chief.
Otsiketa. And our equally worthy medicine man.
Owosco. They make a gay old couple. The one is about as useful as the other.
“OLD CHIEF (TO MEDICINE MAN): ‘WHAT SHALL I SAY TO THESE YOUNG MEN?’”
(Enter Old Chief, closely followed by Medicine Man, both old and ugly.)
Old Chief sings:
I’m chief of the tribe of the Wa-wa-ta-see,