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and presently without molestation reached the village again. The dogs, of course, challenged our approach with a multitudinous yelping, as before: but some friendly squaws appeared, and soon dispersed them with a copious shower of
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God dams. Approaching a lodge in which we saw a number of Indians reclining around a fire, we tried to make them understand, that we were lost and wanted to find the way to
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Kit Carson's Camp; but met with the same poor success as before. Then we inquired for Ooray and Ancantash, but they either did not comprehend, or else were unwilling to bother with us, as their only answer was a grunt--
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Ugh --or a stare. Evidently, on reflection, they concluded we were _bores_, for they soon resumed their pipes, and the low drawling song they were crooning when we entered. We tried two or three more lodges, with the same result, and had about made up our minds to camp down for the night, where we were, when M. suggested that we try one more wigwam, and if we failed there to give it up. This seemed almost providential; for as we entered the lodge-door, up sprang a lithe young chief, whom we had met during the day, and came smiling toward us with the greeting,
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How, Gen-e-ral! How, Doc-tor! Know me? Me, Wellington! (_How_ is all the Indian has learned yet of How do you do? or How are you?) Greasy and dirty as the fellow was, we could have hugged him with delight; for now we knew our troubles were all over. We answered him,
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O yes! Know Wellington, of course! In our wigwam to-day! But lost now! No find wigwam! Kit Carson's Camp? He comprehended our lingo, and
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in a moment, and quickly replied,
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Yes! Wellington go! and then, with an eye to the main chance, shrewdly added,
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How much? We answered,
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Two paint, and some tobacco. He held up three fingers, and bargainingly responded,
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Three paint, and 'baccy a heap? By
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he meant little packages of Indian paint--blue, vermillion, yellow--such as some in camp had brought along for barter, and we readily acceded to his terms. As it was growing late, he asked another young buck to go along, who demanded the same terms, which of course we cheerfully granted. Then they took up their bows and arrows, drew their blankets around their shoulders, and bidding the rest