tries to buy a white wife. And he would treat her well, too. He is a kind-hearted and wealthy Indian, the richest Indian in this country."
"Yes, but "and they both laughed at this hallucination on the part of Five Crows, head chief of the Cayuse nation.
"How are your congregations, Doctor? "
"Two hundred to four hundred in spring and fall, about fifty when the young men are gone to hunt buffalo. And you?"
"Better than ever. Not less than two thousand have gathered for instruction at Lapwai. Eighty to one hundred families have planted gardens. The outward forms of Christianity, prayer and singing, are observed in almost every lodge."
"You have the most promising field in Oregon, Brother Spalding. Your Nez Perec's are more docile than my mettlesome Cayuses. These are like spirited race-horses, hard on the bit, sometimes. But I know you have trials as well as I."
"Trials? "echoed Mr. Spalding. "I think so. The Indian's never-to-be-satisfied desire for property is one. He thinks the white man's stock of goods is inexhaustible. That comes of this pernicious present system. Give an Indian an egg and he wants an ox. They seem to feel that all whites are in debt to every Indian. But regular pay for regular work will develop self-reliance."
"Yes; we must throw the Indian on his own resources," said the doctor; "make a white man of him. That will cure this childish habit of expecting presents."
"But even after I have given them presents and presents, they expect pay for every little thing they do," said Spalding. "They even expect pay for the
