They were small, and their look piercing rather than bright.

His costume was limited to a tattered breech-clout of buckskin.

A collar of small white shells encircled the neck, and from this necklace dangled a triangular piece of alabaster, flat, and with a carving on it suggesting the shape of a dragon-fly.

His hair streamed loose over the left ear, where there was fastened to the black coarse strands a tuft of grayish down.
This individual eyed Okoya in silence for a moment, as if inspecting his person; then he inquired,-- "Where do you come from ?" The young fellow looked up and replied,-- "From below," pointing to the lower end of the gorge.
"What did you hunt ?" the other continued, glancing at the bow and arrows of the boy.
"Tzina;" and with perceptible embarrassment Okoya added, "but I killed nothing." The man seemed not to heed the humiliation which this confession entailed, and asked,-- "Have you seen tracks of the mountain-sheep down yonder ?" "Not one; but I saw at a distance on the slope two bears very large and strong." The other shook his head.
"Then there are no mountain sheep toward that end of the Tyuonyi," he said, waving his left hand toward the southeast, "thank you, boy," at the same time extending his right to the youth.

Okoya grasped it, and breathed on the outside of the hand.