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to say, in his broken way. I asked him his name; he said 
“George.” “Well, George what?” I asked. “Why, George, 
may be so George be good name ’nough ;” and this was all the 
satisfaction I got for my inquiry. 
Some of the visitors got up a dance one evening. There 
were six dancers—three squaws and three men. The music 
was a droning discordance of sounds, drawn from an old 
cracked fiddle by the husband of one of the squaws, and the 
dance consisted in a monotonous bobbing up and down; like a 
bear on a hot plate, accompanied by yells, which grew louder 
as the night waxed older, and the whiskey began to take 
effect, 80 that long after we had retired to our blankets, we 
were roused when a louder yell than usual pealed out, ora 
heavier stamping announced that the orgie was becoming 
more fast and furious. : 
We met with, and in use, at this place, some vessels of the 
same material and ancient shape, as the one I had previously 
dug up at the deserted Council House. Dor host told us 
they were made of an admixture of clay and pounded musvie 
shells, but the art of making them was lost. They will stand 
the fire and would answer for crucibles as well as cooking 
pots. 
It rained heavily at intervals during our stay, and one 
evening, during a heavy shower, I went to the door of our 
quarters and observed a large fire burning near some out-_ 
buildings. On inquiry,I learned it was the old man’s bivouae. : 
Being curious to investigate the matter further, we went over, 
