The silence was first broken by Dr.Battius, in the ejaculation of--"Order, primates; genus, homo; species, prairie!" "Ay--ay--the secret is out," said the old trapper, shaking his head, like one who congratulated himself on having mastered the mystery of some knotty difficulty.

"The lad has been in the grass for a cover; the fire has come upon him in his sleep, and having lost his horse, he has been driven to save himself under that fresh hide of a buffaloe.

No bad invention, when powder and flint were wanting to kindle a ring.

I warrant me, now, this is a clever youth, and one that it would be safe to journey with! I will speak to him kindly, for anger can at least serve no turn of ours.

My brother is welcome again," using the language, which the other understood; "the Tetons have been smoking him, as they would a racoon." The young Pawnee rolled his eye over the place, as if he were examining the terrific danger from which he had just escaped, but he disdained to betray the smallest emotion, at its imminency.