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7 that I was thinking of lying down for the night on the first log which presented itself. I percieved a small check of light apparently in the bushes just beside me & which seemed to be moving in the darkness. I at once set it down as a wolf, the eyes of which, it is known, shine in the dark like a cats, therefore cocking my rifle, and throwing it forward into my arm in readiness, I approached cautiously the spot where I fancied the wolf might be standing watching me

However, as I drew near, the beast did not seem to change its position, the speck of light appearing in the same place, but as I approached I thought it grew larger. At length, somewhat doubting I quickened my step towards it, when I saw more of the same light, and presently many sparks flew into the air. I was now convinced that the light proceeded from my shanty, through the crevices of which the flickering light came, but as I most certainly had extinguished the fire before leaving in the morning, I was unable to account for it, except by supposing that some Indians had rekindled it.

Approaching the shanty as noislessly as I could, I soon perceived that a roaring fire was blazing within; & creeping up, I looked through the chink in the wall, and beheld a sight which did not altogether delight me.

Spreading his hands over the fire, sat an Indian, in the well known dress of the Pottawatomie. So motionless was his posture, that for some moments I percieved it was a sleeping figure. He sat opposite to where I was looking, so I had a good opportunity of inspecting himcrossed out: the stranger. He was a tall powerful looking savage with his naturally swarthy face, rendered more striking by lines of red paint which crossed transversely his whole countenance. A picturesque sort of turban of red cloth, in which was stuck a single feather, covered his head, while a shirt of deerskin (but a sorry covering from the cold of winter,) confined at his waist with a belt in the was the usual hunting knife, and leggings of the same, with moccasins completed his costume. No sooner had I caught a full glimpse of his countenance, than I was aware, that my approach had been heard by him. His whole face gave at once the idea of the most intense watchfulness, though to one unaccustomed to the study of the immoveable features of the Redskin -- his appearance might have indicated the perfect repose of security -- The head crossed out: slightly a little inclined to one side and crossed out: with one side turned up a little slightly raised, as a dog may be seen to do when listening attentively, the mouth