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tubs and expect her to apply this knowledge on 

 a reservation. I wish some admirer of Horace 

 Greeley and friend of the Indian would help 

 Mrs. Wetherill establish her half-way house. 



Mrs. Wetherill was not only versed in 

 archaeological lore concerning ruins and the 

 like, she was also versed in the yet stranger 

 and more interesting archaeology of the In- 

 dian's own mind and soul. There have of 

 recent years been some admirable books pub- 

 lished on the phase of Indian life which is now, 

 after so many tens of thousands of years, 

 rapidly drawing to a close. There is the ex- 

 traordinary, the monumental work of Mr. E. 

 S. Curtis, whose photographs are not merely 

 photographs, but pictures of the highest value; 

 the capital volume by Miss Natalie Curtis; and 

 others. If Mrs. Wetherill could be persuaded 

 to write on the mythology of the Navajos, and 

 also on their present-day psychology — by which 

 somewhat magniloquent term I mean their pres- 

 ent ways and habits of thought — she would 

 render an invaluable service. She not only 

 knows their language; she knows their minds; 

 she has the keenest sympathy not only with 

 their bodily needs, but with their mental and 

 spiritual processes; and she is not in the least 

 afraid of them or sentimental about them when 



