All was hushed and silent, when suddenly the chief of the friendly tribe arose and all of the other Indians of this tribe followed their chief.
They danced in and out, and up and down, making queer sounds. This was their way of saying, “Thank you, O Indian Chief.”
Then they prayed words of thankfulness.
Getting up slowly, they took their places in the circle and pulled their long pipes from their belts.
They lighted their pipes by catching sparks from the pipes of the other Indian men, who had been smoking during the dance.
They were very silent, and sat smoking their pipes until the fire died out.
Then slowly they arose and wandered toward their wigwams. The night was very cold now so all must take shelter within the wigwams.
Early next morning the village was astir for it was the day of parting.
A CARRYING BASKET