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of her work. They both knew this and consequently 

 there were never any disputes, squabbles or complaints 

 from one or the other. In this respp6l the Indian man 

 and wife agree better than the European, the only draw- 

 back being perhaps the want of sympathy. 



In a day or two the mother was able to work in the 

 cassava field, a mile away from the settlement, to which 

 she carried her babe, who remained quietly staring, or 

 sleeping on his mother's breast, while she did the rough 

 work of chopping weeds with a cutlass. He hardly ever 

 cried, but like his parents took everything quietly. Even 

 when sick, that cross and fretful disposition so common 

 in the children of more civilised races was not appa- 

 rent. On one occasion the Peaiman was called in. The 

 parents thought their little one was going to die — that 

 an enemy was at work to injure them, or that perhaps 

 the father had not been sufficiently careful in his pre- 

 cautions against injury to the attached spirit. The 

 medicine man came, and by his dire6lion the father 

 made several gashes on his breast, allowed the blood to 

 flow into a gourd and, after mixing with water, gave it as 

 a medicine to the child. Then this wonderful do6lor 

 and magician set to work with a will, shaking his rattle 

 and giving a ventriloquial imitation of a wordy contest 

 between himself and the evil one. After determined 

 opposition on the part of the latter, who became weaker 

 and weaker and his voice more distant, the Peaiman, 

 declared that the bad spirit had departed and that his 

 little patient would recover. This fortunately happened 

 in a few days, and the treatment received full credit for 

 the cure. 



His babyhood soon came to an end. As soon as 



