The large drove of horses and horned cattle, to say nothing of that crowd of despairing captives, proves the proceeds of the later maraud worth as much, or perhaps more, than what had been taken from the traders' waggons.
Horned Lizard is jubilant; so, also, every warrior of his band.

In loss their late foray has cost them comparatively little--only one or two of their number, killed by the settlers while defending themselves.

It makes up for the severe chastisement sustained in their onslaught upon the caravan.

And, since the number of their tribe is reduced, there are now the fewer to share with, so that the calicoes of Lowell, the gaudy prints of Manchester, with stripes, shroudings, and scarlet cloth to bedeck their bodies, hand mirrors in which to admire themselves, horses to ride upon, mules to carry their tents, and cattle to eat--with white women to be their concubines, and white children their attendants--all these fine things in full possession have put the savages in high spirits--almost maddened them with delight.
A new era has dawned upon the tribe of which Horned Lizard is head.
Hitherto it has been a somewhat starving community, its range lying amid sterile tracts, on the upper tributaries of the Red River and Canadian.
Now, before it is a plentiful future--a time of feasting and revelry, such as rarely occurs to a robber band, whether amidst the forest-clad mountains of Italy, or on the treeless steppes of America.
The Tenawa chief is both joyous and triumphant.

So, too, his second in command, whose skin, with the paint cleansed from it, would show nearly white.