d take some dinner with us." But the Indian wasn't so easily
appeased, and said,--

"Long Hair no beggar-dog; Long Hair shoot deer, shoot raccoon, catch
fish, plenty!"

"But," interposed Mrs. Jones, "didn't you bring some venison to my
cabin one day, and did I refuse it, Long Hair?"

"White squaw good," he repeated; "Long Hair never forget. Long Hair
sick; white squaw medicine him. Long Hair kill deer for white
squaw."

"Yes," said Mrs. Jones; "you were sick, and I took care of you, as I
ought to; and you have been very kind to me and mine, and I shall
never forget it."

Under her gentle influence, the Indian was persuaded to partake of the
food placed before him. He ate with a voracity which showed that he
had been long fasting, and his appearance indicated that he had seen
hardship and danger. Mrs. Jones was satisfied that his coming
portended something to her, either good or evil; and, from his
reserve, she feared it might be the latter, and the better to draw out
of him the tidings, whatever they might be, related the circumstances
attending her husband's death, referring to the murder of Sarah and
little Bub, and the disappearance of Charlie, adding, that she
supposed he was also killed. The Indian listened in silence till she
spoke of Charlie and little Bub, and then, with energy, exclaimed,--

"Charlie no dead! Bub no dead!"

"But Bub must be dead," said Mrs. Jones; "for I saw him shot by Yellow
Bank."

"No; Injin speak truth."

"What makes you think so?" asked she, astonished.

Long Hair made no reply; but drawing from beneath his blanket a
little shoe, he placed it on the edge of the table; then, by its side,
he laid an old battered jackknife.

"Why, Long Hair!" cried Mrs. Jones, deeply agitated; "that's Bub's
shoe, and Charlie's knife. Where did you get them?" a ray of hope
springing up in her heart.

"Long Hair went find Charlie; travel much; peep in wigwam much; no
find. Long Hair say Charlie no killed; Charlie no taken prisoner;
Charlie hid near cabin. Long Hair look all 'bout near cabin; see
Charlie hand put down so," spreading his fingers, "in mud at spring;
den Long Hair say, Charlie thirsty; been spring for water; find trail;
find knife in trail, near big tree; find shoe near big tree; Bub hid
in tree; then Long Hair push bush way; see hole in tree. Long Hair
hear Injins coming; Long Hair crawl in tree quick; no Charlie there;
no Bub there; find these in tree;" taking from his blanket a