His brow contracted, as he answered to the remark of the trapper by saying-- "A Teton is a dog.

When the Pawnee war-whoop is in their ears, the whole nation howls." "It is true.

The imps are on our trail, and I am glad to meet a warrior, with the tomahawk in his hand, who does not love them.

Will my brother lead my children to his village?
If the Siouxes follow on our path, my young men shall help him to strike them." The young Pawnee turned his eyes from one to another of the strangers, in a keen scrutiny, before he saw fit to answer so important an interrogatory.

His examination of the males was short, and apparently satisfactory.