Sinter's Cross, Part III

...Since that day there has been a cross perched high atop the bluff, and when the town grew up they thought they should show him their love. That’s how we became Sintertown, their way to show respect, when the first cross rotted away the quickly built the next. The one you see now was installed back in nineteen-thirty, and it’s still standing proudly since they made it of concrete. It may be trendy in our times to mock the settlers brave, to feel bad for the Indians, and yes, mistakes were made. Some might not even like this tale, but we still tell it yet, since even now I can’t recall a more heroic death.