Chapter 8 While missionary Rodgers and Jeremiah Johnston strolled through the reserve, they came across an old Indian sitting under a shade tree making canoe ribs. He seemed interesting and they tried to bring some truth home to his mind. It was a bit of a surprise when Jeremiah took up the crooked knife and started whittling. The old man noticed that he could use the knife and said so, “why not, I am an Indian,” was Jeremiah’s reply. The old man showed Mr. Rodgers his flint, steel and tinder in his bag and struck a light. They used matches then but kept the sack as a “just in case.” He was interested in hearing that Mr. Rodgers had come from a long way east and was going to the mountains, then when he heard that Mr. Rodgers wrote for a paper and was glad to see that he was keen on learning about their ways, the old man grunted an exclamation of approval and to the delight of Mr. Rodgers, he asked him to come more under the shade.