nto a woman worthy of her name.
She was idolized by Ona-pas-see and spoiled by Wa-chi-ta.

"After the manner of all maidens, when she arrived at the marriageable
age from miles around came many braves to pay their respects. They
brought her rare and costly gifts of silver, copper, and gold--of beads
and bears' claws, as well as the skins of the fox, squirrel, and ermine.

"O-hi-o smiled sweetly and accepted her gifts with pretty speeches of
thanks, but of the young men she would have none. Her parents worried
not a little, as they wished to see her settled in life, living in her
own wigwam. Her brothers talked with her upon her duty, but she only
smiled, showing her pretty teeth and arranged her headband of beads,
using for a glass the clear stream near the wigwam.

"The squaws declared that she would never marry--that soon would go her
youth and good looks; then the braves would seek some maiden younger and
fairer. But O-hi-o only shook her head and ran to her father to be
kissed.

"'She is proud,' they said, gazing after her, 'No one is good enough for
her. She will meet with her punishment--watch.'

"Then behold! there came to the village one day a young
warrior--Mus-kin-gum by name. He came from a tribe many miles distant,
bearing a message from its Chief to Wa-chi-ta.

"O-hi-o sat near her father. She was embroidering a wampum belt with
different colored beads and shells, skilfully fashioning birds,
butterflies, animals, etc. As she glanced up shyly, lo! her eye caught
the eye of the young brave. The blood flew into her cheeks and her heart
started in to beat as though it would burst. While delivering his speech
to Wa-chi-ta young Mus-kin-gum grew scarlet and embarrassed.

"That was the beginning. It was in June. The birds sang their love songs
and the air was filled with mysterious romance and sweetness. Permission
had been granted by Wa-chi-ta to Mus-kin-gum to pay his addresses to his
daughter O-hi-o, and when he told her of his love he said:

"'Why confess it? You have known since the day in the wigwam when our
eyes met and my soul fell captive to your beauty and sweetness.'

"Then, when upon the mountain sides the trees hung out their yellow,
gray and scarlet banners, with great pomp and ceremony these two young
people were wed, and the festivities lasted for days. Everyone was happy
because Wa-chi-ta was happy, and all of the tribe loved Wa-chi-ta.

"As for O-hi-o and Mus-kin-gum, they were content.