The land is filled with bright-eyed and laughing girls, like these you see--ay, Teton, I tell no lie," observing his auditor to start with an air of distrust--"bright-eyed and pleasant to behold, as these before you." "Has my father a hundred wives!" interrupted the savage, laying his finger on the shoulder of the trapper, with a look of curious interest in the reply.
"No, Dahcotah.

The Master of Life has said to me, Live alone; your lodge shall be the forest; the roof of your wigwam, the clouds.

But, though never bound in the secret faith which, in my nation, ties one man to one woman, often have I seen the workings of that kindness which brings the two together.

Go into the regions of my people; you will see the daughters of the land, fluttering through the towns like many-coloured and joyful birds in the season of blossoms.

You will meet them, singing and rejoicing, along the great paths of the country, and you will hear the woods ringing with their laughter.