d so seriously that his grip
on the knife relaxed and it fell from his hand. Cameron kicked it behind
him into the brush while the Indian, with a mighty wrench, released
himself from Cameron's grip and sprang back free. For some time the
Indian kept away out of Cameron's reach as if uncertain of himself.
Cameron taunted him.

"Onawata has had enough! He cannot fight unless he has a knife! See! I
will punish the great Sioux Chief like a little child."

So saying, Cameron stepped quickly toward him, made a few passes and
once, twice, with his open hand slapped the Indian's face hard. In a mad
fury of passion the Indian rushed upon him. Cameron met him with blows,
one, two, three, the last one heavy enough to lay him on the ground
insensible.

"Oh, get up!" said Cameron contemptuously, kicking him as he might a
dog. "Get up and be a man!"

Slowly the Indian rose, wiping his bleeding lips, hate burning in his
eyes, but in them also a new look, one of fear.

"Ha! Onawata is a great fighter!" smiled Cameron, enjoying to the full
the humiliation of his enemy.

Slowly the Indian gathered himself together. He was no coward and he was
by no means beaten as yet, but this kind of fighting was new to him. He
apparently determined to avoid those hammering fists of the white man.
With extraordinary agility he kept out of Cameron's reach, circling
about him and dodging in and out among the trees. While thus pressing
hard upon the Sioux Cameron suddenly became conscious of a sensation
of weakness. The bloodletting of the knife wound was beginning to tell.
Cameron began to dread that if ever this Indian made up his mind to run
away he might yet escape. He began to regret his trifling with him and
he resolved to end the fight as soon as possible with a knock-out blow.

The quick eye of the Indian perceived that Cameron's breath was coming
quicker, and, still keeping carefully out of his enemy's reach, he
danced about more swiftly than ever. Cameron realized that he must bring
the matter quickly to an end. Feigning a weakness greater than he felt,
he induced the Indian to run in upon him, but this time the Indian
avoided the smashing blow with which Cameron met him, and, locking his
arms about his antagonist and gripping him by the wounded shoulder,
began steadily to wear him to the ground. Sickened by the intensity
of the pain in his wounded shoulder, Cameron felt his strength rapidly
leaving him. Gradually the Indian shifted his