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tion of the woman, but she turned from him, and hastened the meal 

 by poking the fire. Finally she took down the pot and dipped out the 

 meat. Then she washed the wooden bowl neatly and wiped it clean. 

 Upon this wooden bowl she placed that nice piece of fat meat, with a 

 big bowl of elm tea. She passed it to him, telling him that it was the 

 best she had. 



"No, that is not the kind of bowl I use," said he sarcastically, shov- 

 ing the bowl with his foot. This woman of course took the bowl calmly 

 and put the meat in the pot. She sat on her bed, wondering what she 

 had in the tipi to use as a suitable bowl for the visitor. Finally, she 

 thought of the whole eagle tail feathers and reached for them at the 

 top of their lean-back. She then placed this nice fat meat on top of 

 this eagle tail and passed it to the visitor. "No, that is not the kind of 

 bowl that I use," said he roughly, kicking the bowl. 



This visitor sat restlessly and occasionally sneezed to attract the 

 attention of the woman. She then took back the eagle tail feathers and 

 dipped the meat in the broth to clean it. For some time, she wondered 

 and wondered what to use for a bowl, till at last, she thought of the 

 beautiful robe which was nearly done. Without uttering any objec- 

 tions to the visitor, she spread her beautiful, elegantly quilled robe in 

 front of him and placed this food and told him that it was the best 

 bowl. "No, that is not the kind of bowl I use," said the visitor, roughly, 

 again moving himself and spitting on the ground. She took the buf- 

 ralo robe calmly and folded it carefully and put it away behind the bed. 



The visitor, kept moving at his seat, taking deep breaths and 

 watching the movements of the woman. The woman thinking 

 that the visitor might prefer something small, reached for the 

 rawhide bag, and took out several moon-shells. After spreading 

 them nicely and evenly on the ground in front of him, she placed 

 the same food on them, and told the visitor that it was the best 

 she had. Without seating himself in position, he pushed it away and 

 said, "I tell you, woman, that is not the kind of bowl I use !" She then 

 took them back and put them away, and threw more sticks in the fire. 



"I wonder what is the best article I have in the tipi to use for a 

 bowl," said she silently, as she looked around across the fire. She got 

 up slowly and took down an oblong parfleche and pulled out a beautiful 

 war bonnet and laid it across in front of the visitor. This war bonnet 

 was so beautiful that it gave more light to the inside of the tipi. She 

 then placed this meat on it, with some encouragement, and told him 

 that it was the best she had at present. "Oh, pshaw ! That is not the 

 kind of bowl I use nowadays," said he, blowing his nose. He pushed 



