Thisdone，heturnedtowardhissecretdwelling。
Ashewalkedrapidlyandnoiselesslythroughthehiddenvalleysandalongthesingingstreams，henoticedfreshsignsofthedeer，elk，andotherwildtribesamongwhomhehadchosentoabide。\"Theyshallbemypeople，\"hesaidtohimself。
Behindagroupofcedarshepausedtorec—
onnoiter，andsawthepine—boughwigwamlikeagiantplant，eachrowofboughsoverlappingtheprecedingcircularrowlikethescalesofafish。Stasuwassittingbeforeituponabuffalo—
robe，attiredinherbestdoeskingown。Herdelicateovalfacewastouchedwithredpaint，andherslenderbrownhandswereoccupiedwithamoccasinmeantforhimtowear。Hecouldscarcelybelievethatitwasamortalwomanthathesawbeforehiminbroadday——theprideofNoMan’sTrail，forthatiswhattheCrowIndianscallthatvalley！