HE-LE-O-PA AND NIM-PE-WA-PA.



  The old Indian paused again, when my interpreter
asked  "Kan-e-de-ka, what then?"  He refilled his
pipe, then drawing himself up to his full height, ex-
claimed-' Nisisshin,"' which means good, and closed
his story in the following graphic manner:
  " Nim-pe-wa-pa's pony sped like an arrow! Through
the bushes, over logs, jumping ravines, he seemed to
possess the power of the incarnate. He, Nim-pe-wa-pa,
rode the air and his men fled like birds at his com-
mand. The retreating Sioux are now in the distance,
dimly seen in the moonlight. Ten of Nim-pe-wa-pa's
men have left the main party to intercept them. On
they rush, pell-mell! The Chippewas are gaining; the
Sioux are scattering! With the impetuosity of a hur-
ricane, Nim-pe-wa-pa darts down upon them! He
approaches them, and in the full moonlight, fires! Mad
with revenge, he continues the onslaught! He draws
nearer; again he fires; a Sioux falls! How he gloats
as he tears the scalp from his head, and then again con-
tinues the pursuit. In the meantime his friends have
come up to the rescue, and soon begin one of the
fiercest Indian battles on record. Hand to hand they
meet; hand to hand they fall; hand to hand they die!
Where is He-le-o-pa? Death! death! death!
  "The party of ten Chippewas have intercepted the
flying Sioux! They close in upon them! Red, gory
blood curdles in the moonlight! Nim-pe-wa-pa rides
like a demon! Five of the enemy have fallen from his
unerring aim, and still, with loss of vital force from a
dangerous wound, he continues the conflict! Dashing
into the thickest of the fight, he makes one desperate
effort, and in that effort he confronts the Indian who
has He-le-o-pa bound to his horse, and with an impetu-
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