_Sah-mah_ (tobacco) and _Gish-ee-gosh-e-gee_ (moonlight night) were two fine young men, denoted warriors, having their wives with them; _Wee-nish-ka-wee-be_ (the flying gull) was a sort of doctor or necromancer to the party, and a young fellow of much drollery and wit. The Strong Wind, the interpreter, whose familiar name was _Cadotte_, was a half-caste, a young man of fine personal appearance and address, and the son of a Frenchman of that name who had long been an interpreter for the English factories in those regions. By the patient and accommodating disposition of this young man, any conversation was easily held with these people; and through him, the interchange of feelings between the civilized world and these rude and curious people, which will appear in the subsequent chapters of this book, was principally effected. CHAPTER XI. Ojibbeways visit the Mayor in Town-hall--They refuse wine--Distress of the kind and accommodating landlord--Indians' first _drive_ about the town of Manchester--Their curious remarks--Saw some white people drunk--Many women holding on to men's arms and apparently not sick--Saw much smoke--Vast many poor people--Indians commence dancing in the Author's Collection--Effects of the war-dance and war-whoop upon the audience--Various amusements of the evening--A rich present to the old Boy-Chief--And his speech--Numerous presents made--Immense crowd and excitement--Indians visit a great woollen-factory--Casts made from their heads by a phrenologist--Visit to Orrell's cotton-mill at Stockport--Their opinions of it--The party kindly entertained by Mr. Hollins and lady. The Indians having had a few days' rest, having made their first visit to my rooms, and settled all the preliminaries for their future operations, were now ready to step forth amongst the strange sights that were open and ready for their inspection in the new world that they had entered, all of which was yet before them. The world's civilities towards them commenced in an invitation from the Mayor of Manchester to visit the Town-Hall, and they dressed and painted and armed for the occasion, not asking who the mayor was, or how near he might be in rank to the Queen herself, whom it was their greatest ambition to see; but upon the supposition, of course, that they were going to see a "great chief," as they called him.