"Drink and be healed, child of the pale-face," he said.
Nattie regarded him earnestly, as he spoke, and said, slowly:
"I can see half of a cup in your hand."
"Take hold of the half that you can see," he answered, "and you will find that it is a whole cup, Tulip."
She did as directed, passing her fingers around the brim.
"Why, so it is," she said, looking pleased to find it thus.
"Drink," he said.
She raised the cup to her lips, and after it was drained, looked steadfastly in the bottom of it, for some moments.
"What is there?" asked the chief.
"Augustus Reid's eyes," said Nattie, still gazing intently.
"Ho! What! Have you seen Augustus Reid, then?" asked the old Indian, eagerly.
