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At length he arose, and aniht out his

tepee once reeted him with shy smiles of pride

"Heap shoot, Jeem!" said she "No kill-um Why?"

She was decked now in her finest, ready to use all her blandishments on

her lord and master Her cheeks were painted red, her wrists were heavy

with copper On a thong at her neck hung a piece of yellow stone which

she had bored through with an awl, or rather with three or four awls,

after er picked up the ornaers spoke

"Other pieces Where?"

"White man Gone--out there" She answered in the same fashion

"How, cola!" she spoke aloud "Him say, 'How, cola,' me" She smiled

with much pride over her conquest, and shoo silver dollars

"Swap!"

In silence Bridger went into the tepee and pulled the door flaps