The chief encircles their necks with his arm, and

kisses them on the cheek,

He kisses lightly the wet cheeks one after another — he shakes hands, and bids good-by to the army.

40. Now I tell what my mother told me to-day as we sat at dinner together,

Of when she was a nearly grown girl, living home with her parents on the old homestead.

41. A red sqnaw came one breakfast-time to the old homestead.

On her back she carried a bundle of rushes for rush-bottoming chairs.

Her hair, straight, shiny, coarse, black, profuse, half-enveloped her face.

Her step was free and elastic, and her voice sounded exquisitely as she spoke.

42. My mother looked in delight and amazement at the stranger.

She looked at the freshness of her tall-borne face, and full and pliant limbs.

The more she looked upon her she loved licr,

Never before had she seen such wonderful beauty and purity.

She made her sit on a bench by the jam!) of the fire-place — she cooked food for her.

She had no work to give her, but she gave her remembrance and fondness.

43. The red squaw staid all the forenoon, and toward the middle of the afternoon she went away.