I reached my hand for a bit of waste paper, and, taking my quill pen, wrote the four verses in half an hour.
"Eclectic School Readings: Stories from Life" by Orison Swett Marden
The next performance was to dress him in an Indian shirt ornamented with feathers and beads and bits of porcupine quill.
"Po-No-Kah" by Mary Mapes Dodge
He took the quill, bit the feather-end of it in supreme perplexity of soul, then wrote.
"Cudjo's Cave" by J. T. Trowbridge