CHAPTER XII. 



ARMS OF A WAR PARTY — A DONKEY PRESENT EATING POWERS OF THE NOMADS 



8ATAXTA, HIS CRIMES AND PUNISHMENT RUNNING OFF WITH A GOVERNMENT 



HERD — DAUB, OCR ARTIST — ANTELOPE CHASE BY A GREYHOUND. . 



AT our request White Wolf and two of his braves 

 gave us a disphiy of their skill — or rather, 

 their strength — in the use of their bows, shooting 

 their arrows at a stake sixty yards off. The efforts 

 were what would be called good " line shots," 

 although missing the slender stick. We then es- 

 sayed a trial with the chief's bow^, which was an 

 exceedingly stout hickory wrapped in sinew, but we 

 found that more practiced strength than ours was 

 required even to bend it. Some amusement was 

 created when the first of our party took up the bow, 

 by the haste with which a small and unusually ugly 

 Indian retreated from the foreground as if fearing 

 that an arrow might be accidentally sent through 

 his blanket. 



Among the stock which the savages had brought 

 with them was a long-eared, diminutive brute, scar- 

 cely higher than a table, and apparently forming the 

 connecting link between a jackass rabbit and a don- 

 key. This animal White Wolf seemed extremely 

 anxious to present to the Professor, but it was 



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