CHAPTER XXI. 



The Ut^s A Deer Hunt- Nip and the Indian Peace " My Name is 

 Norval " A Visit from the Ute Warriors A Pow-wow A Surprise 

 Diplomacy "All do some Swop " The Indians take their Departure." 



NOT long after the reunion of our little party the expected 

 Utes appeared on the scene. Our first encounter with one 

 of them was full of incident, and happened in this wise. 

 I had started out on horseback, intending to visit a distant 

 deer-haunt, and taken the dog Nip with me. Some two 

 miles from camp, while riding along a bench of high 

 ground parallel to the river, I saw a deer emerge at a 

 gallop from the timbered edge of a side valley to my 

 right, about half-a-mile off. It was heading for the river, 

 and going in a course diagonal to mine, which would 

 eventually bring it to a thicket at the edge of the stream 

 of about that distance in front of where I was. Nip saw 

 the deer and started instantly, taking, with his usual saga- 

 city, the cut-off. I tried to call him back, knowing he 

 could not catch an unhurt deer, but, to my astonishment, 

 the dog seemed to be going at the quicker pace of the two, 

 so I desisted hallooing, and put my horse into a gallop. I 



