I was not armed; he was, and twice as strong as I.But I knew an Indian could not resist the look of a white man, and I fixed my eye steadily on his.

He bore it for a moment, then his eye fell; he let go the bottle.

I took his gun and threw it to a distance.

After a few moments' pause, I told him to go and fetch it, and left it in his hands.

From that moment he was quite obedient, even servile, all the rest of the way." This gentleman, though in other respects of most kindly and liberal heart, showed the aversion that the white man soon learns to feel for the Indian on whom he encroaches,--the aversion of the injurer for him he has degraded.