Plenty Coups, etc. (I longed for a 

 moving picture of him in action.) 

 When Nimrod had finished his pan- 

 tomine, a squaw brought the peace 

 pipe, and handed it to Plenty Coups, 

 another squaw filled it and by means 

 of two sticks, brought a live coal from 

 the fire, our only illumination. Ma- 

 jestically and in absolute silence 

 the Chief smoked the time immemo- 

 rial emblem, in this case a sandstone 

 carved bowl and a twisted wooden 

 stem two feet long, much painted, 

 beaded and feathered. At last it 

 appeared to be drawing well; he arose 

 and blew four smokes, to the four 

 Great Winds or Spirits. First to the 

 East, the beginning of all things, 

 then to the North, the South, last to 

 the West, the end of all things. 

 Silently he sat again upon his fur 

 robe and passed the lighted pipe to 

 the right hand chief, Grey Wolf, 

 who repeated the ceremony with 

 equal solemnity and handed the 

 pipe to Whiteswan, on Plenty Coups' s 

 left. Slowly in this manner the pipe 

 progressed zigzag down the line. 

 I fell to counting how many mouths 

 it would have entered before it came 



