He is my friend, and he must be present at our
councils, but we cannot go to him now, because we must protect our
friends, the Brabos, against the warring tribes.

"But we must also be prepared to meet those enemies, and where we live,
we have the workshop by which we can make all the wonderful things
needed for our protection. We must go to the Brabos' village, to be on
guard, while others must go to our village and bring back those
articles, and we will make the things at your own homes, so we can
compel those tribes to submit."

These words affected all the warriors, and they gathered around the
chiefs and expressed their willingness to do all that the Professor had
suggested.

One after the other, the chiefs assented, and the Brabos were especially
pleased. Their chief, Oma, arose and said: "We have been fighting our
friends, and not our enemies, but we did not know any better. We thought
everyone was an enemy. The Great White Chief has told us a new way to
live, and we will do whatever he says."

Uraso, chief of the Osagas, held up his hand, and turned to the people:
"I was wounded by the White Chief, and he took me to his village and
treated me like a friend. He cured me of my wounds, and I became his
friend. I left him and tried to come back and tell my people what a
wonderful father he was, but the Illyas captured me, and when I escaped,
and returned, found my people had gone out to fight him and his people.
This made me sorry. I cannot tell you of all the things I saw at his
village, and now let the White Chief say what I shall do and my whole
tribe will help him. Muro will tell you what he has learned, because he,
too, knows him."

"I do not know how to tell you about this wonderful man," said Muro. "I
have seen him refuse to kill his enemies, when he could easily do it.
He healed the Kurabus, and returned him to his friends, and that is
something new for us to think about. His enemies are our enemies, and
his friends are our friends."

This remarkable scene, which took place on the battle-field, could not
be properly understood without some explanation of the preceding affairs
in the history of Wonder Island.

About a year and a half previous to this, the Professor referred to, and
two boys, George Mayfield and Harry Crandall, who were companions on the
schoolship _Investigator_, were wrecked and cast ashore on the island.
It was fortunate that they landed on a portion of the island remote from
the i