ng, he sank and became
insensible.

"It seemed a long slumber to him, but at last he awoke. The jagged
moon was just paling overhead, and he heard Skai-ki, the Blue-Jay,
foe to magic, singing welcome to sunrise. It was the very spot
whence he started at morning.

"He was hungry, and felt for his bag of kamas and pouch of
smoke-leaves. There, indeed, by his side were the elk-sinew strings
of the bag, and the black stone pipe-bowl,--but no bag, no kamas,
no kinnikinnick. The whole spot was thick with kamas plants,
strangely out of place on the mountainside, and overhead grew a
large arbutus tree, with glistening leaves, ripe for smoking. The
old man found his hardwood fire-sticks safe under the herbage, and
soon twirled a light, and, nurturing it in dry grass, kindled a
cheery fire. He plucked up kamas, set it to roast, and laid a store
of the arbutus leaves to dry on a flat stone.

"After he had made a hearty breakfast on the chestnut-like
kamas-bulbs, and, smoking the thoughtful pipe, was reflecting on
the events of yesterday, he became aware of an odd change in his
condition. He was not bruised and wounded from head to foot, as he
expected, but very stiff only, and as he stirred, his joints
creaked like the creak of a lazy paddle upon the rim of a canoe.
Skai-ki, the Blue-Jay, was singularly familiar with him, hopping
from her perch in the arbutus, and alighting on his head. As he put
his hand to dislodge her, he touched his scratching-stick of bone,
and attempted to pass it, as usual, through his hair. The hair was
matted and interlaced into a network reaching fully two ells down
his back. 'Tamanous,' thought the old man.

"Chiefly he was conscious of a mental change. He was calm and
content. Hiaqua and wealth seemed to have lost their charms for
him. Tacoma, shining like gold and silver and precious stones of
gayest luster, seemed a benign comrade and friend. All the outer
world was cheerful and satisfying. He thought he had never awakened
to a fresher morning. He was a young man again, except for that
unusual stiffness and unmelodious creaking in his joints. He felt
no apprehension of any presence of a deputy tamanous, sent by
Tamanous to do malignities upon him in the lonely wood. Great
Nature had a kindly aspect, and made its di