ything.

"I would like to know who she is and where she came from," said Howe.
"Ask her if you can make her understand."

But she could not understand them, nor could they her. She told them by
signs that she had been wandering a long while and could not find her
home, and begged them not to leave her there to die.

"That we will not, chief; you stay with the woman and I will take a
load of venison home and return with the colt for the woman to ride on,
for she is too weak to travel."

The squaw looked her thanks while she pressed her child to her bosom as
if she would "say we shall still live perhaps to see home and kindred
when the snows melt from the hills."

Chapter Thirteenth.

Jane's reception of the Indian woman. Whirlwind's indifference.
Condition of the party. Sidney begins to use his broken arm. Their
health. They cannot calculate the day nor month. The chief imagines he
has found the locality of the Arapahoes hunting grounds. He becomes
enamored of Jane. The party troubled about it. Howe explains his
experience in love matters. A reconnoitre suggested. Edward joins them.
Deer chased by a wild man. The chief lassoes him. A desperate struggle.
The wild man captured and taken into camp. Things in the camp, &c.

The young mother and her babe received a warm welcome from Jane, whose
tender heart ached as she scanned the half frozen, emaciated beings
before her; and even repining Sidney was forced to acknowledge that his
sufferings had been nothing in comparison to those the mother and babe
had endured. A few weeks spent under the hands of their gentle nurse
had a wonderful effect in their condition, and the babe, especially,
had regained its infantile merriment, and played at rough and tumble on
the soft skins before the fire like any other child of two years, as
the squaw reckoned its age. It was very lively and frolicsome, and
served to make merry many an hour that otherwise would have lagged
heavily on their hands. Not so its mother; she had regained her
strength, but no effort could bring back the smile to her lip or chase
the look of sadness from her brow. She had, from the first, exhibited
great signs of fear of the chief, and did she catch his eye resting on
her she would hurriedly gather her child in her arms, and with a wild
look of terror cower away into the corner of the room farthest from him
she could get, and there sit murmuring in wailing tones to the babe
nestling in her arms.

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