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and see him, or to send him some medicine. I. 

 therefore, sent him some salve, with which to 

 dress the wound in his head. — A few days after, 

 he became so well as to be able to hunt ; and 

 he killed and brought home a number of bea- 

 vers, with which he yesterday made a feast. 

 He sent an invitation to me to attend this feast ; 

 and I concluded that it would be necessary for 

 me to go, or he might think that I was afraid 

 of him. * I, accordingly, put a brace of pistols 

 in my pocket, and hung a sword by my side, 

 and directed my interpreter to arm himself in a 

 similar manner, and to accompany me. We pro- 

 ceeded to the house of the chief, where we found 

 nearly an hundred Indians, assembled. As soon 

 as we arrived, he requested us to be seated. He 

 then rose, and stood in the middle of the circle, 

 formed by the guests, and with a distinct and 

 elevated voice, made a long harangue, in which 

 he did not forget to make mention of the beat- 

 ing which he had lately received from me. He 

 said, if it had been given to # him by any person 

 but the Big Knife (the name which they give to 

 me) he would have either lost his own life, or 

 have taken that of the person attacking him. 

 But now, he said, he considered himself as my 

 wife ; for that was the way, he said, that he 

 treated his women (of whom he has four) when 



