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like long treaties. I do not like any treaties on paper. They are so easy to break. The Indian does not want his God to sign a paper. He is not afraid to trust his God."

u But the promises? " I urged.

He pointed to the new leaves on the trees, the spears that were bursting through the ground, handed rne the book gruffly, and said no more.

The Prince was gone, perhaps to return no more. I was again utterly alone with the Indians. I looked down and out upon the world below as looking upon a city from a tower, and was not unhappy.

I dwelt now altogether with the chief. His lodge was my home ; his family my companions. We rode swift horses, sailed on the little mountain lakes with grass and tule sails, or sat down under the trees in summer, where the wind came through from the sea, and drank in silently the glories and the calm delights of life together. Nothing wanted, nothing attempted. We were content, silent, and satisfied. Was it not enough? Despise a love of nature, and even a love of woman, that is ranted and talked about as if it were a pain in the stomach. A dog may howl his passion, but the most of beasts are more decent in this than the mass of men.

" They will find the cabin, yet," said the chief, u if it is allowed to stand. Then they will search till they find the mine, then a crowd of people will come, like grasshoppers in the valley; my warriors will be murdered, my forests cut down, my grass