The villagers were almost all asleep, now and then the laugh of some rioters was heard breaking in upon the stillness of night.

She had not seen her lover for many days; from the time that her marriage was determined upon, the young warrior had kept aloof from her.

She had seized her opportunity to tell him that he must meet her where they had often met, where none should know of their meeting.

She told him to come when the moon rose, as her father would be tired, and her mother wished to sleep well before the medicine feast.
Many fears oppressed her heart, for he had not answered her when she spoke to him, and he might not intend to come.

Long she waited in vain, and she now arose to return to the teepee, when the low signal met her ear.
She did not wait to hear it a second time, but made her way along the shore: now her steps were printed in the wet sand, now planted on the rocks near the shore; not a sound followed her movements until she stood on the appointed place.