"Whoo, whoo! Weeko's Nakpa has come
back with the twins! Whoo, whoo!" exclaimed
the men. "Tokee! tokee!" cried the women.
A sister to Weeko who was in the village
came forward and released the children, as
Nakpa gave a low whinny and stopped. Ten-
derly Zeezeewin nursed them at her own moth-
erly bosom, assisted by another young mother
of the band.
"Ugh, there is a Crow arrow sticking in the
saddle! A fight! a fight!" exclaimed the war-
riors.
"Sing a Brave-Heart song for the Long-Eared
one! She has escaped alone with her charge.
She is entitled to wear an eagle's feather! Look
at the arrow in her saddle! and more, she has
a knife wound in her jaw and an arrow cut
on her hind leg.--No, those are the marks of
a wolf's teeth! She has passed through many
dangers and saved two chief's sons, who will
some day make the Crows sorry for this day's
work!"
The speaker was an old man who thus ad-
dressed the fast gathering throng.
Zeezeewin now came forward again with an
eagle feather and some white paint in her hands.
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