pipe of peace was handed to
him, and but few words were spoken until he had finished it.

Indian eyes are sharp, even if at times words are few; and it was not
many minutes before the owner of the wigwam saw that something was
wrong, and so he drew from him the story of the killing of the wolf and
his fears that perhaps all the froth from his teeth had not been rubbed
off by the leather shirt and other covering through which they had
passed as they pierced into his arm.

If Oowikapun had travelled a thousand miles he could not have been more
fortunate than he was in the man to whom he had gone; for this man was
Memotas, the best Indian doctor in all that vast country, who, when his
hunting seasons were over, spent his time in studying the medicinal
qualities of the roots and herbs of the country which the Good Spirit
had created for some good purpose, and then in being a benediction and a
blessing to the afflicted ones by their use among them, with but very
little fee or reward, as a general thing, in return.

Quickly did Memotas apply his remedies, both external and internal, for
he knew the risks the man was running; and he gently insisted on his
remaining in his wigwam as his guest for several days until he was
recovered from his wounds. He would not even hear of his going to visit
his traps, for fear of his heating his blood by the vigorous exercise,
and thus aggravating the wounds. So Memotas himself looked after them,
and several times returned with rich spoils of fur-bearing animals,
which he gladly handed over to the grateful man.

These great kindnesses completely won the heart of Oowikapun, who
considered himself very fortunate in finding so kind a friend in his
hours of need. The kind-hearted wife of Memotas was also interested in
Oowikapun, and did all she could to add to his comfort and hasten his
recovery. The injured man had been surprised at the kindness and
respect which Memotas constantly manifested toward her, and was amazed
that he often asked her advice. He did not, as the married men with
whom Oowikapun was acquainted, treat her unkindly, nor even consider her
as much inferior to himself.

While Memotas's wife, whose Indian name was Meyooachimoowin, was very
industrious, and kept her wigwam and her children tidy and clean, yet
she was never considered as merely a drudge and a slave and left to do
all the heavy work. Strange to say, she was not allowed to cut the wood
in the forest and th