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His parents (Frank Ferguson and Jessica Tandy) are upset by the boy's Indian ways ("He even walks like one," exclaims Actress Tandy, as MacArthur rolls across the room with the widespread stride of a U.C.L.A. halfback). But with patience and Parker working hand in glove, the boy is soon dolled up in pale blue breeches, reading from the Beatitudes and gazing blankly at a wide-eyed bit of fluff (Broadway's Carol Lynley) from across the road. Fess himself makes sheep's eyes at the preacher's daughter (Joanne Dru).
Only trouble is that Indian-hating Uncle Wilse (Wendell Corey) will not let the boy be. Snarling like a Ferrari in low gear, Uncle Wilse calls the boy an "Indian savage," uses his bearskin as a rifle target, finally shoots in hot blood an Indian who was on his way to visit the boy. Disgusted with the white man's ways, MacArthur returns to the tepee and joins his mates on the warpath. But at the last minute, will his white corpuscles subdue his red? As sure as arrows whiz and bullets zing.