It is certainly a very interesting study." "Didn't appear to me much l'k a temple," ventured Glover.

"Sh'd say t'was a kind 'f gineral smokin' room 'n' jawin' place.

Git together there 'n' talk crops 'n' 'lections 'n' the like." "You must be mistaken," decided Aunt Maria.

"There was the sacred fire." She now led the willing captain (for he was as inquisitive as a monkey) on a round of visits to the houses of the Moquis.

She poked smiling through their kitchens and bedrooms, and gained more information than might have been expected concerning their spinning and weaving, cheerfully spending ten minutes in signs to obtain a single idea.
"Never shear their sheep till they are dead!" she exclaimed when that fact had been gestured into her understanding.