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"Lalita, when I was in the hills, I fasted and then I slept, and in my
dreams my father came to me. He told me what to do to make my evil
life turn into a good one. First, I must make peace with the Nicolas.
After that I must win my way back until I am a great chief, like my
father was before me."

"My son," said Lalita, "this is indeed a happy thing you have told me,
and great indeed is the spirit of your father which has come to you and
told you what to do."

The next day Lemichin sent a messenger of peace to the Nicolas. Their
old chief, Lalita's father, sent back word that there would be no more
fighting between the tribes, but that the Nicolas and the Okanagans
could never be friends. Lemichin made no answer when this message was
brought to him. Going forth, he began gambling again. Lalita followed
him and begged him to return with her, to forsake these evil ways. But
to her also he made no reply. Day after day he gambled, but now he was
not losing his possessions, but was winning them back again. At last
they were all won, and then Lemichin called a council of his wisest
warriors. He told them he wished to win the friendship of the Nicolas,
and that he and Lalita would go to their village and take with them a
large number of the herd as a gift. The next morning they set
out,--Lemichin and Lalita riding ahead and three herd-boys, driving the
greater part of the herd, followed behind. When they reached the
village of the Nicolas, Lemichin told his mother to wait with the
herd-boys, and dismounting from his pony, he went alone and on foot to
the lodge of the old chief. Kneeling before the old warrior, he gave
himself up to make reparation for the deed of his father Tserman.

The old chief was very angry at first and called his warriors to bind
Lemichin and kill him. But Lemichin asked him to let him speak first.
Then he told him how sorry his father had been for what he had done.
How much he wished that the two tribes might become friends, and how
anxious Lalita was to win the love of her father again. Then he asked
him to accept the herd which he had brought with him. The old chief
felt his anger fade away when the young man talked, and now, when he
saw what a great gift he had brought with him, he felt that he could
not kill so generous and manly a warrior. So, taking Lemichin by the
hand, he walked with him to where Lalita sat on her pony.

When she saw her father Lalita uttered a cry of j