She implored him to stay, calling to his mind the deaths of his father and of his murdered brothers; she bade him remember the tears they had shed together, and the promises he had often made, never to add to the trials she had endured.
It was all in vain; for his friend, impatient to be gone, laughed at him for listening to the words of his mother.

"Is not a woman a dog ?" he said.

"Do you intend to stay all night to hear your mother talk?
If so, tell me, that I may seek another comrade--one who fears neither a white man nor a woman." This appeal had its effect, for the young men left the teepee together.
They were soon out of sight, while Harpstenah sat weeping, and swaying her body to and fro, lamenting the hour she was born.

"There is no sorrow in the land of spirits," she cried; "oh! that I were dead!" The party left the village that night to procure the whiskey.

They were careful to keep watch for the Chippeways, so easy would it be for their enemies to spring up from behind a tree, or to be concealed among the bushes and long grass that skirted the open prairies.