Chapter 4: Samuel Hawkins
“Lookie what I found sneakin’ around outside. Sez ‘is name’s Sam Hawkins. He’s lyin’. Ya can tell by what he’s wearin’. Looks like an Indian to me shore ‘nough.”
Sam was pushed inside a log building. It seemed to serve as both trading post and general store for the small settlement along the Mississippi River. Once fully inside, he looked around warily. The four or five men present turned to look in his direction.
Pulling himself free from his captor’s grasp, he squared his shoulders and looked back at the men. They were dressed in deerskin for the most part. They wore hats made of fur. Most had full beards. Sam knew these men were trappers and fur traders. They looked similar to the men who came to the village to trade.
“I’m no Indian,” he said with authority
