alm and meaning. "If ever I lift that scalp
you'll catch cold and die, do ye know it?"

Again Yan could see that Caleb had to look far away to avoid taking an
apparent interest.

"There's another game. I don't know as it's Injun, but it's the kind
o' game where an Injun _could_ win. They first made two six-inch
squares of white wood or card, then on each they made rings like a
target or squares like the quicksight game, or else two Rabbits the
same on each. One feller takes six spots of black, half an inch
across, an' sticks them on one, scattering anyhow, an' sets it up a
hundred yards off; another feller takes same number of spots an' the
other Rabbit an' walks up till he can see to fix his Rabbit the same.
If he kin do it at seventy-five yards he's a swell; if he kin do it at
sixty yards he's away up, but less than fifty yards is no good. I seen
the boys have lots o' fun out o' it. They try to fool each other every
way, putting one spot right on another or leaving some off. It's a
sure 'nough test of good eyes."

"I'll bet--" began Sappy again, but a loud savage "Grrrr" from
Sam, who knew perfectly well what was coming, put a stop to the bet,
whatever it was.

"There was two other Injun tests of eyes that I mind now. Some old
Buck would show the youngsters the Pleiades--them's the little stars
that the Injuns call the Bunch--an' ask 'How many kin you see?' Some
could sho'ly see five or six an' some could make out seven. Them as
sees seven is mighty well off for eyes. Ye can't see the Pleiades
now--they belong to the winter nights; but you kin see the Dipper the
hull year round, turning about the North Star. The Injuns call this
the 'Broken Back,' an' I've heard the old fellers ask the boys: 'You
see the Old Squaw--that's the star, second from the end, the one at
the bend of the handle--well, she has a papoose on her back. Kin you
see the papoose?' an' sure enough, when my eyes was real good I could
see the little baby star tucked in by the big un. It's a mighty good
test of eyes if you kin see that."

"Eh--" began Guy.

But "Grrrrrrrrr" from Sam stopped him in time. Again Caleb's eyes
wandered afar. Then he stepped out of the teepee and Yan heard him
mutter, "Consarn that whelp, he makes me laugh spite o' myself."
He went off a little way into the woods and presently called "Yan!
Guy! Come here." All three ran out. "Talking about eyes, what's
that?" An opening in the foliage gave a glimpse of the distant
Bur