small deer to eat. We are hungry."

"And we would smoke the calumet of peace with you," said Solomon.

They walked on together and in a moment came in sight of the little
farm-house. The brave looked at the house and the three men who stood
by the fire.

"Come with me and you shall see that we are few," Solomon remarked.

They entered the house and barn and walked around them, and this, in
effect, is what Solomon said to him:

"I am the chief scout of the Great Father. My word is like that of old
Flame Tongue--your mighty chief. You and your people are on a bad
errand. No good can come of it. You are far from your own country. A
large force is now on your trail. If you rob or kill any one you will
be hung. We know your plans. A bad white chief has brought you here.
He has a wooden leg with an iron ring around the bottom of it. He come
down lake in a big boat with you. Night before last you stole two
white women."

A look of fear and astonishment came upon the face of the Indian.

"You are a son of the Great Spirit!" he exclaimed.

"And I would keep yer feet out o' the snare. Let me be yer chief. You
shall have a horse and fifty beaver skins and be taken to the border
and set free. I, the scout of the Great Father, have said it, and if
it be not as I say, may I never see the Happy Hunting-Grounds."