Way, but who had
all the time been studying out where there might be hidden some
"whisk!" Wauk drank almost all of it, Powder-Face seeming to derive
more pleasure in seeing her drink his portion than in drinking it
himself. Consequently, when she went out to mount her horse her steps
were a little unsteady, over which the chief laughed heartily.
It was with the greatest relief I saw them ride away. They certainly
had furnished entertainment, but it was of a kind that would satisfy
one for a long time. I was afraid they might come for dinner again the
following day, but they did not.
Powder-Face thought that the pony Cheyenne was not a good enough horse
for me, so the morning after he was here an Indian, called Dog,
appeared with a very good animal, large and well gaited, that the
chief had sent over, not as a present, but for a trade.
We let poor Cheyenne go back to the Indians, a quantity of sugar,
coffee, and such things going with him, and now I have a
strawberry-roan horse named Powder-Face.
Chief Powder-Face, who is really not old, is respected by everyone,
and has been instrumental in causing the Arapahoe nation to cease
hostilities toward white people.
