beads, and ribbons, which he would exchange as before for robes and furs.  We were sorry to see him go, but, as he promised to return in a few moons, we were much consoled.  It was not long until our spies reported something they could not understand coming into our country, and the whole village was in a great state of alarm.  Some of the boldest ventured out, and returned with the joyful intelligence that the strange objects our young men had seen was the trader and his people.  All the village ran to meet him, and the sight was strange enough indeed.  The Crows had in those days never seen a wagon, horse, or ox, and the trader had brought all these things.  The wagons they called teepees on rollers; the horses were giants beside the little ponies, and the oxen, all believed were tame buffaloes.  There, also, was a squaw, who was perfectly white, and who could not understand anything that was said to her.  She wore dresses down to her feet, of which she seemed to be ashamed, and our women said she tied cords tightly about her waist, so as to make it small.  She had very long hair, and did not plait but rolled it, and, instead of letting it hang down, wrapped it tightly about her head.

It was not long until the trader had all his wagons unloaded and his store open.  He had brought all the women beads and ribbons, and the men brass rings.  Besides what he sold, he made many presents; so everybody loved him, for no one had ever before seen so rich and generous a man.

One day he told the Big Chief to come into the back part of the store and he would show him something wonderful.  The chief went, wondering what it could be, and when they were alone, the trader drew out a very little barrel and, taking a wooden cup, poured out some black-looking water, which he told the chief to drink.  The chief did as desired and immediately felt so jolly he asked for more.  The trader promised, if he would never tell any one where he got the black water, he would give him all he wanted.  The chief promised, and the trader gave him another cupful.  Now the chief danced and sang, and went to his lodge, where he fell down in a deep sleep, and no one could wake him.  He slept so long the warriors gathered about the lodge wondering what could ail him, and they were about to go to the trader and demand to know what kind of medicine he had given the chief to make him behave so strangely when the chief woke up and ordered them all to their lodges, and to ask no questions.

Next day the chief went to the trader and said he had had great dreams; that he thought he had slain many of his enemies, and that the black medicine must be very good to make him have such pleasant visions.  He begged the trader to give him some more, and he did so.  Thus the chief did every day, and all the village wondered; for they believed the trader had bewitched him.  In former times the chief had been a very quiet and dignified man, but