Each Soul Must Meet The Morning Sun,

The Wise Man Believes Profoundly In Silence - The Sign Of A Perfect Equilibrium. Silence Is The Absolute Poise Or Balance Of Body, Mind And Spirit. The Man Who Preserves His Selfhood Ever Calm And Unshaken By The Storms Of Existence - Not A Leaf, As It Were, Astire On The Tree, Not A Ripple Upon The Surface Of The Shinning Pool-his, In The Mind Of The Unlettered Sage, Is The Ideal Attitude And Conduct Of Life. Silence Is The Cornerstone Of Character.

Friendship Is Held To Be The Severest Test Of Character.

The True Indian Sets No Price Upon Either His Property Or His Labor. His Generosity Is Limited Only By His Strength And Ability. He Regards It As An Honor To Be Selected For Difficult Or Dangerous Service And Would Think It Shameful To Ask For Any Reward, Saying Rather: "let The Person I Serve Express His Thanks According To His Own Bringing Up And His Sense Of Honor. Each Soul Must Meet The Morning Sun, The New Sweet Earth, And The Great Silence Alone!. What Is Silence? It Is The Great Mystery! The Holy Silence Is His Voice!

In The Life Of The Indian There Is Only One Inevitable Duty-the Duty Of Prayer-the Daily Recognition Of The Unseen And Eternal. Our Daily Devotions Were More Necessary To Us Than Daily Food.

The Red Man Divided Mind Into Two Parts, - The Spiritual Mind And The Physical Mind.