to watch my master, and assist him. They'll have
to be vigilant night and day. You'll never know when he's going to wake
up and go on some wild project.
110 Then, I want four-hundred volunteers with backpacks. Four-hundred
bottles like this one, straw, and four-hundred water skins. YOU have to
tell my master I'm leaving! When I say volunteers, I mean VOLUNTEERS;
I'll take no man that doesn't realize the danger. They've got to be bright enough to know we're not playing a game."
111 Red Serpent nodded. This boy was young, but he grabbed authority
quickly, and knew how to use it. Within a few days, he was training his
carriers.
112 First the bottles were filled with water. The men carried no
weapons, no food, only the Thunder. They stopped every few minutes to
wet their packs and rest. Some at first, thought the precautions
foolish, but when Little Dog gave them a demonstration of what they
were carrying, everyone became deadly serious!
113 A couple of men even asked to leave. Little Dog let them go. "I'm
scared to death of this stuff , myself," he admitted.
114 When they were ready to leave, Red Serpent told Gray Toad for about
the fifth time, that his assistant was leaving. "CAN'T leave!" the old
man insisted, "Need him. Good boy. Knows me. Lot to do!"
115 "I've left you some fine men," argued Red Serpent, "they'll take
care of all your needs. We need Little Dog, that's all there is to it!
Now he's leaving with us, RIGHT NOW! He's taught my men how to take
care of you, that's all there is is to it! GOOD-BYE!"