The meeting now broke up.  The warriors returned across the river, the captain and his comrades proceeded on their journey; but the spirits of the communicative old chief, Yo-mus-ro-y-e-cut, were for a time completely dampened, and he evinced great mortification at what had just occurred.  He rode on in silence, except, that now and then he would give way to a burst of indignation, and exclaim, with a shake of the head and a toss of the hand toward the opposite shore—­“bad men, very bad men across the river”; to each of which brief exclamations, his worthy cousin, Hay-she-in-cow-cow, would respond by a guttural sound of acquiescence, equivalent to an amen.

After some time, the countenance of the-old chief again cleared up, and he fell into repeated conferences, in an under tone, with his cousin, which ended in the departure of the latter, who, applying the lash to his horse, dashed forward and was soon out of sight.  In fact, they were drawing near to the village of another chief, likewise distinguished by an appellation of some longitude, O-pushy-e-cut; but commonly known as the great chief.  The cousin had been sent ahead to give notice of their approach; a herald appeared as before, bearing a powder-horn, to enable them to respond to the intended salute.  A scene ensued, on their approach to the village, similar to that which had occurred at the village of the little chief.  The whole population appeared in the field, drawn up in lines, arrayed with the customary regard to rank and dignity.  Then came on the firing of salutes, and the shaking of hands, in which last ceremonial every individual, man, woman, and child, participated; for the Indians have an idea that it is as indispensable an overture of friendship among the whites as smoking of the pipe is among the red men.  The travellers were next ushered to the banquet, where all the choicest viands that the village could furnish, were served up in rich profusion.  They were afterwards entertained by feats of agility and horseraces; indeed, their visit to the village seemed the signal for complete festivity.  In the meantime, a skin lodge had been spread for their accommodation, their horses and baggage were taken care of, and wood and water supplied in abundance.  At night, therefore, they retired to their quarters, to enjoy, as they supposed, the repose of which they stood in need.  No such thing, however, was in store for them.  A crowd of visitors awaited their appearance, all eager for a smoke and a talk.  The pipe was immediately lighted, and constantly replenished and kept alive until the night was far advanced.  As usual, the utmost eagerness was evinced by the guests to learn everything within the scope of their comprehension respecting the Americans, for whom they professed the most fraternal regard.  The captain, in his replies, made use of familiar illustrations, calculated to strike their minds, and impress them with such an idea of the might of his nation, as would induce them to treat with kindness