They sat down together on the floor, and she patted Frona's hand lovingly, peering, meanwhile, blear-eyed and misty, into her face.

"Ay, it is Neepoosa, grown old quickly after the manner of our women.

Neepoosa, who dandled thee in her arms when thou wast a child.

Neepoosa, who gave thee thy name, Tenas Hee-Hee.

Who fought for thee with Death when thou wast ailing; and gathered growing things from the woods and grasses of the earth and made of them tea, and gave thee to drink.