She had a numerous progeny which she bore to Kisiskakapo, "The man who stands still." She was now blind, and was partly led, partly carried into our tent--a small, thin, wizened woman, with keen features and a tongue as keen, which cackled and joked at a great rate with the crowd around her.

It was almost awesome to look at this weird piece of antiquity, who was born in the Reign of Terror, and was a young woman before the war of 1812.

She was quite lively yet, so far as her wits went, and seemed likely to go on living.

[This very old woman died, I believe, at Lesser Slave Lake only last spring (1908).

The date of her birth was correct, and we had good reason to believe it, she must have been far over 100 years old when she died.] There were many good points in the disposition of the "Lakers" generally, both young and old.