Her mother was taken prisoner by the Dahcotahs; they adopted her, and she became the wife of a Dahcotah warrior.

She loved her own people, and those who had adopted her too; and in course of time her daughter attained the honorable station of a chief's second wife.

Good Road hates the Chippeways, but he fell in love with one of their descendants, and married her.

She is a good wife, and the white people have given her the name of "Old Bets." Last summer "Old Bets" narrowly escaped with her life.

The Dahcotahs having nothing else to do, were amusing themselves by recalling all the Chippeways had ever done to injure them; and those who were too lazy to go out on a war party, happily recollected that there was Chippeway blood near them--no farther off than their chief's wigwam; and eight or ten braves vowed they would make an end of "Old Bets." But she heard of their threats, left the village for a time, and after the Dahcotahs had gotten over their mania for shedding blood, she returned, and right glad was Good Road to see her.