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The two Indians lay down and went to sleep as 

 directed, but they had just begun to snore peace- 

 fully when Isaac's turn at guard duty was over, and 

 he came to the wagon to wake the cook, a slow, 

 heavy man, whose fat cheeks had induced the Pro- 

 fessor to believe that he could cook digestible food. 

 The scout Cope had hired was not on hand, although 

 he, as well as the cook, had demanded his pay in 

 advance before he would accompany us. 



After much growling, the cook got up, and re- 

 membering that he had left his shoes under the 

 wagon, went to get them and came upon the sleep- 

 ing beauties. Without more ado, he seized their 

 dirty blanket in both hands and coolly hauled them 

 out on to the open prairie. After which he pro- 

 ceeded to get his shoes. 



At four o'clock in the morning it was Cope's turn 

 to go on guard. He was awakened, but as his 

 Spencer carbine was at the bottom of his trunk, 

 and perhaps, too, because he was a Friend, and did 

 not believe in war, he refused to get up; and we 

 slept in safety the rest of the night without a 

 guard. 



Just before breakfast the Professor, as was his 

 custom, was washing his set of false teeth in a basin 

 of water, when a party of six stalwart chieftains 

 strode up in single file, in answer to his invitation 

 through the brave we had entertained. 



