SHOSHONE LAND 



He turned a little from them, dropped his 

 chin upon his knees, and looked out over 

 Shoshone Land, breathing evenly. The 

 women went into the wickiup and covered 

 their heads with their blankets. 



So much has the Indian lost of savage- 

 ness by merely desisting from killing, that 

 the executioners braved themselves to their 

 work by drinking and a show of quarrel- 

 someness. In the end a sharp hatchet- 

 stroke discharged the duty of the cam- 

 poodie. Afterward his women buried him, 

 and a warm wind coming out of the south, 

 the force of the disease was broken, and 

 even they acquiesced in the wisdom of 

 the tribe. That summer they told me all 

 except the names of the Three. 



Since it appears that we make our own 

 heaven here, no doubt we shall have a 

 hand in the heaven of hereafter; and I 



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