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did not stop till she had reached the summit of a 

 small hill in the vicinity, which was covered with 

 loose stones. When there she waved her hand over 

 her head, and came down the hill at the same rate 

 at which she had ascended it. Nothing could be 

 more dangerous than the ground over which she 

 galloped ; but she appeared quite fearless, and 

 seemed delighted at having the opportunity of vindi- 

 cating the females of her tribe from the reproach of 

 being like the ladies of cities.' l 



1 Bentley's Miscellany, 1852. 



