The house is yours; my things are virtually packed up, and I leave in a day or two.

There is a soldier here who can stay with you; he has been able to attend to my simple wants.

I eat only twice a day; and here is Charley, my Indian, who fetches the water from the river and does the chores.

I dine generally at sundown." A shadow fell across the sunlight in the doorway; I looked around and there stood "Charley," who had come in with the noiseless step of the moccasined foot.

I saw before me a handsome naked Cocopah Indian, who wore a belt and a gee-string.