50 AUDUBON THE NATURALIST. 
before another dawn, one mortal enemy of the 
Redskins should have ceased to live. The 
squaws, who amused themselves with ransack- 
ing his hunting shirt for booty, now succeeded 
so well in their search as to find a large flask of 
Monongahela (strong whisky), while a barbarous 
prin“of their ferocious faces told their delight 
at the discovery. A silently disguised satis- 
faction filled the Colonel’s heart at the prospect 
of their intoxication. Wishing the bottle ten 
times as large, or filled with aquafortis, etc., he 
beheld it pass from mouth to mouth, midst songs 
and outcries of wild revelry. He observed also, 
however, with a depression which made his 
hopes sink, that the women, his least formidable 
antagonists, drank far more freely than the 
warriors, At the report of a gun in the distance 
the men suddenly jumped to their feet, and 
singing and dancing were for a while discon- 
tinued, for a consultation between the warriors 
and their wives, of which the Colonel plainly 
perceived he was the cause. In a few minutes 
the men departed, leaving the squaws alone, as 
he hoped, to guard him. In five minutes more 
the flask was drained, and very soon he beheld, 
with inexpressible delight, unmistakeable signs 
of intoxication manifested by the tumbling snor- 
ing company. The Colonel following the exam- 
ple of the assembly, from a very different motive, 
