There's Pipe, sure enough, and Kotoxen.

By gum! If there ain't Shingiss; he was friendly once." "None of them's friendly." "Look! Lew, look! Right behind Pipe.

See that long war-bonnet.

As I'm a born sinner, that's your old friend, Wingenund.

'Pears to me we've rounded up all our acquaintances." The two bordermen lay close under the tall ferns and watched the proceedings with sharp eyes.