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nwereacedtogocladinnowtbutbreech-cloutsatthatseasonandthewomenwithonlyaragaboutem.ButsoonIthoughtnothingofitandexgedmypetticoatforthebuonemymivemeandshegavemeanecklace,too,ofthebeadstheycarvefromshells,forshesaidshehadnodaughterofherowilthewoodssehisone,whomshewasthankfultotheEnglishfivingaway.

    TherewasnoendofthekindnessofthiswomantomeandIlivedinherwithher,forshehadnohusband,sinceshewas,asitwerethemidwifeofthetribeandallhertimetakenupwithseeingtowomenintheirlabour.AnditwastomakepotiohelabourpainsandthepainsofthewomenintheircoursesthatsheigherbsinthewoodswhenIfirstsawher.

    Howdotheylive,theseso-calleddemi-devils?Themenamongthemhaveaneasylife,spendalltheirtimeinleisureandidleness,exceptwhentheyarehuntinghtingtheirenemies,siheirtribesarestantlyatwarwithoher,andwiththeEnglish,too;andthewerowaheycallhim,heisnotthechief,orrulerofthevillage,althoughtheEnglishdosaythatheisso,but,rather,heisthemanwhogoesthefirstinbattle,soheisoreceousamanthantheEnglishgeneralswhodirecttheirsoldiersfromtheback.

    Asforme,IstayedwithmyIndianmotheriandlearnedfromherIndianmanners,suchassittingonmykhegroundtomymeatthatreadonamatbeforemebecausetheyhavenofurniture.Ilearnedhowtocureanddressrobesoutofbuckskin,beaverandotherskins,andtoembroiderthemwithshellaher.Ihadahousewifewithmeinmyapronpocketandmymotherwasverypleasedwiththesteelneedles,likewisewiththetinder-box,whichshewasgladtoget,whilemycarving-khoughtawonderfullyvehing,theyhavingnonotionmetalalthoughthewomenmakegoodpotsoutoftheriverclay
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