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I wish you would get away from me !" said she, taking up a stick and 

 throwing it at him. The white dog ran back a short distance, then 

 stopped, sitting on both his legs. "Afraid of him ! What an ugly face ! 

 What are you looking at ?" said she, picking up her vessel and starting 

 for her tipi. After she had entered and begun cooking breakfast, the 

 white dog ran back and seated himself on the ground at her side again. 



Night came on. After having quite a time with the dog, she went 

 to bed. Still the dog would hang around her tipi. Some time during 

 the night the white dog entered, and at this time she was awake. "Oh, 

 pshaw! Coming into my tipi ! You just get out and stay away. Surely 

 you are forever a nuisance here !" said she, raising herself from her bed 

 to reach for a poking stick to strike him, The white dog, without 

 making threats, stepped out, shaking his body outside and then gaped. 

 This made her enraged and restless the remainder of the night. The 

 white dog of course walked off a few paces, then returned, taking a 

 bed at her side again. 



In the morning she awoke with a frown on her forehead, tossing 

 the things near the door. "Oh my ! I do wonder if that dirty dog has 

 nosed the bowls. I do hope that he didn't urinate inside. But, oh my \ 

 he did leave a disgraceful odor inside," said she with hatred. She 

 took up a stick and effaced the foot-prints of the dog and then threw 

 a bunch of cedar into the fire to purify the tipi. 



Taking her vessel, she went out to get some water. Looking 

 around to one side of the door, she saw the white dog getting up, wag- 

 ging his tail and starting off ahead, following the trail. "Oh, pshaw \ 

 There goes that rogue. Here ! Get out of my path !" said she, picking 

 up a small stick and throwing it at him. The white dog, hearing the 

 scornful voice, slackened his speed, ran to one side and occasionally 

 looked back at her. She reached the river, while the white dog ran a 

 little distance below to drink. There were some young men standing 

 above the trail, on higher ground, trying to fish fcr' this woman. 

 •Since she did not stop long enough for anybody to reach her for social 

 conversation, it caused many lamentations. After dipping out the 

 water with her vessel, she walked away briskly, with her face covered 

 with hair. (In early days the women wore their hair loose.) Just 

 a few paces from her tipi she stopped and rested. Looking back to the 

 river, she* saw those young men flirting at her. Thinking that the dog 

 would go off, she took up the vessel and started again to the tipi. En- 

 tering and starting up a good fire, she began to cook her breakfast, 

 while this dog had in the mean time reached the premises. While she 

 was busily clearing away the waste and dusting her tipi furniture, the 



