They shook hands. All was done. According to the customs of the country they were brothers, and held everything in common.
Almost on the threshold of his desert life, Oliver found himself associated with two men noted as the most honest and doughty champions of the prairie.
[CHAPTER V.]
A GREAT MEDICINE COUNCIL.
For some time the three men, of such different birth, race, and manners, remained silent. It was a solemn moment. Their meeting appeared to them providential.
Above all was the young Frenchman absorbed in his reflections. Alone an hour or two ago, he was now one of a formidable trio.
All the time the Canadian went on with his cooking, while the chief gave fodder to the horses.
"Supper is ready," suddenly cried Bright-eye, laughing, "let us eat."