"Whiteleg, the horses nearly ran 

 away last night. You know I am 

 not gifted with managing horses. I 

 studied figures and words at school 

 instead of horses." 



Whiteleg looked up in surprise. 

 He had particularly noticed the 

 power Manita had over the horses, 

 which is one of the prides of the 

 Indian. He found himself under the 

 necessity of changing his original 

 conclusion, to his mind, an unpleas- 

 ant thing in itself. Then he noticed 

 that Manita was sitting idly on a box 

 in the shade, when she might have 

 been unpacking the wagon, and 

 shortly afterward she wandered off 

 down the river, so that he was obliged 

 to help Wah-pu-ta with the heavier 

 things, which were too much for her 

 strength. 



Manita came back in time to cook 

 the evening meal, and in response 

 to Wah-pu-ta's questions, said she 

 had gone off for a walk feeling 

 rather lazy, and had stopped with 

 Ba-kee-da for awhile, and that 

 Ba-kee-da had taught her a fas- 

 cinating game of cards, called ca- 

 sino. No, she was not hungry, 



