Much curiosity was kept up yet about the Doctor. The impression that his countenance and his wit had made upon the women had secured a knot of them about him, from whom it was difficult to disengage him: some complained that they were sick, and desired him to feel their pulse; he did so, and being asked as to the nature of their disease, he replied that "they were in love,"--and as to the remedy, he said, "Get husbands, and in a day and a night you will be well." All this they could have got from other quarters, but coming from an Indian, whose naked shoulders were glistening around the room, it seemed to come with the freshness and zest of something entirely new, and created much merriment. The amusements of their first night being over, the Indians were withdrawn from the room, and the audience soon dispersed. Daniel, as usual, had been at his post, and his report of a few moments' chat with the "jolly fat dame" gave me the first intelligence of the awful error I had committed in giving her bracelet to the Doctor instead of the Roman-nose, for whom she had intended it. She had said to him, however, that "it was no matter, and the error must not be corrected; she would bring one on the following evening for the Roman-nose, and begged that the Doctor might never be apprised of the mistake which had resulted to his benefit." "They are a splendid set of men, Daniel--far superior to the others. It is the greatest treat I ever had--I shall be here every night. You'll think by and by that I am a pretty good customer; ha, Daniel? That _Roman-nose_ is a magnificent fellow--he's got no wife, has he, Daniel?" "No, Madam, he is the youngest man of the party." "He is an _elegant_ fellow--but then his _skin_, Daniel. Their skins are not so fine as the others--they are _too_ black, or red, or what you call it; but Cadotte! what a beautiful colour he was, ha? But I dare say a little _washing_ and living in a city would bring them nearly white? These people love Mr. Catlin--he's a curious man--he's a _wonderful_ man; these are his old acquaintance, he has boarded with them; how they love him, don't they? Ah, well, good night, good night." She was the last of the visitors going out of the door, and did not know that I was so close behind her. CHAPTER XVIII.