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Monsieur Violet

CHAPTER II
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The old man took his seat, while another rose to speak in his turn.
"The great chief hath spoken; his hair is white like the down of the swan; his winters have been many; he is wise; why should I speak after him, his words were true?
The Manitou touched my ears and my eyes when he spoke (and he spoke like a warrior); I heard his war-cry, I saw the Umbiquas running in the swamps, and crawling like black snakes under the bushes.

I spied thirty scalps on his belt, his leggings and mocassins were sewn with the hair of the Wallah Wallahs[1].
[Footnote 1: Indians living on the Columbian river, two hundred miles above Fort Vancouver, allied to the Nez Perces, and great supporters of the Americans.] "I should not speak; I am young yet and have no wisdom; my words are few, I should not speak.

But in my vision I heard a spirit, it came upon the breeze, it entered within me.
"Nanawa is my father, the father to all, he loves us, we are his children; he has brought with him a great warrior of the pale faces, who was a mighty chief in his tribe; he has given us a young chief who is a great hunter; in a few years he will be a great warrior, and lead our young men in the war-path on the plains of the Wachinangoes[2], for Owato Wanisha[3] is a Shoshone, though his skin is paler than the flower of the magnolia.
[Footnote 2: Name given to the half-breeds by the Spaniards, but by Indians comprehending the whole Mexican race.] [Footnote 3: The "spirit of the young beaver;" a name given to me when I was made a warrior.] "Nanawa has also given to us two Makota Konayas[4], to teach wisdom to our young men; their words are sweet, they speak to the heart; they know everything and make men better.

Nanawa is a great chief, very wise; what he says is right, what he wishes must be done, for he is our father, and he gave us strength to fight our enemies." [Footnote 4: Two priests, literally two black gowns.] "He is right; the Shoshones must have their lodges full of corn and tobacco.

The Shoshones must ever be what they are, what they were, a great nation.


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