I told him with sincerity that I was glad that he was a good Indian, but that he must not come any closer.

He then asked for sugar and tobacco.

I told him I had none.

Another Indian began slowly drifting toward me in spite of my calling out to keep back, so I once more aimed with my rifle, whereupon both Indians slipped to the other side of their horses and galloped off, with oaths that did credit to at least one side of their acquaintance with English.

I now mounted and pushed over the plateau on to the open prairie.