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special eye to business and the white man's pocket- 

 book, they come provided with their peculiar wares, 

 such as buffalo horns nicely mounted as hat-racks, 

 trinkets of various kinds, pipes, etc. For some reason 

 or other the Indian has a superstition against being 

 photographed. Now, almost every train has its kodak 

 fiend, and no sooner does he catch a glimpse of " Poor 

 Lo " than out comes his box and the fun begins. We 

 saw one of these enthusiastic fiends try to get a snap 

 shot at an old " buck," but he didn't meet with much 

 success. The moment the old fellow saw the pho- 

 tographer getting ready to point his box he rushed at 

 him with an uplifted stick, jammed him against the 

 car, took possession of his kodak and doubtless would 

 have wiped up the floor with the picture-taker had the 

 mounted police not interfered and ordered him back 

 into the train. Yet the fiend wasn't satisfied. He 

 went into the car and thrust the camera out of one of 

 the windows. Instantly the alarm was given, and 

 every squaw and brave, to the number of thirty or 

 more, dived under the station platform, leaving the 

 discomfited artist to the jeers and hooting of the 

 crowd. One of the ladies of our hunting car, not 

 knowing of this trait in the Indian's character, saw a 

 bunch of squaws lounging around. She got out her 

 kodak and commenced to ^x it for a snap shot, when 

 one of the squaws pantomimically threatened her with 

 violence if she turned " that eye " on them. The lady 



