330 THE NISHINAM. 
it. Years ago, a brother to Dick had died while they were living in another 
place, and his ashes rested where they were burned. They were now 
brought and sprinkled over the pyre (for such a grievous calamity had 
never befallen the Indians before, that they should be compelled to burn 
one’s possessions without his own body to accompany it). They were sadly 
troubled to think how they could send Dick’s clothing to him in the Happy 
Western Land, or wherever else he was gone, and they thought, they 
hoped, if his brother’s ashes were sprinkled on the pyre, perhaps his spirit 
might convey them. With these feelings in their breasts, but with many 
tears and sad misgivings, they applied the torch, and prayed their son whose 
ashes they had sprinkled on them to waft the clothes and money quickly 
to poor Dick in that undiscovered country to which the white man had _ 
conveyed him. . 
