One warrior beat upon the drum, _ganojoo_, and another used _gusdawasa_ or the rattle made of the shell of a squash.

A dozen warriors danced, and players and dancers alike sang.

It was a most singular dance and Robert, as he ate and drank, watched it with curious interest.
The warriors capered back and forth, and often they bent themselves far over, until their hands touched the ground.

Then they would arch their backs, until they formed a kind of hump, and they leaped to and fro, bellowing all the time.

The imitation was that of a buffalo, recognizable at once, and, while it was rude and monotonous, both dancing and singing preserved a rhythm, and as one listened continuously it soon crept into the blood.