It is very hard to shake an Indian's faith in his medicine.
While Whitey was recalling these facts, which he had heard about, Single's eyes were narrowing--looking inside his head, one might say, to find there a story that fitted in with Injun's interest in his gift.
"Speakin' o' my third wife's half brother," Single broke out, at last.
"What kind o' fambly was that ?" interrupted the sour puncher.

"Thirds, an' halfs, an' things.

Sounds more like 'rithmetic than a fambly." "It was harder'n 'rithmetic," Single replied darkly.

"This here half brother o' my wife's was a Cognowaga" (Caughnawaga).
"Gee, what a fambly!" groaned the other, but Single did not heed him.
"An' his name was Sam Sharp," Single went on.

"'Course that wasn't his real name.