That Very Afternoon He Brought Us Some
Ducks In Exchange For Pork, And Moodie Asked Him To Stay And Take A
Glass Of Whiskey With Him And His Friend Mr. K - -.
The old man had
arrayed himself in a new blanket-coat, bound with red, and the seams
all decorated with the same gay material.
His leggings and moccasins
were new, and elaborately fringed; and, to cap the climax of the
whole, he had a blue cloth conical cap upon his head, ornamented
with a deer's tail dyed blue, and several cock's feathers.
He was evidently very much taken up with the magnificence of his own
appearance, for he often glanced at himself in a small shaving-glass
that hung opposite, with a look of grave satisfaction. Sitting
apart, that I might not attract his observation, I got a tolerably
faithful likeness of the old man, which after slightly colouring, to
show more plainly his Indian finery, I quietly handed over to Mr.
K - -. Sly as I thought myself, my occupation and the object of it
had not escaped the keen eye of the old man. He rose, came behind
Mr. K - -'s chair, and regarded the picture with a most affectionate
eye. I was afraid that he would be angry at the liberty I had taken.
No such thing! He was as pleased as Punch.
"That Peter?" he grunted. "Give me - put up in wigwam - make dog too!
Owgh! owgh!" and he rubbed his hands together, and chuckled with
delight.
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