In stature he is about at mediocrity, with an elastic and graceful movement; in his face he is good looking, with rather an effeminate smile; but of so peculiar a character, that the world may be ransacked over without finding another just like it. In his manners, and all his movements in company, he is polite and gentlemanly, though all his conversation is entirely in his own tongue; and his general appearance and actions, those of a full-blooded and wild Indian. In +plate+ 299, is a portrait of _Ye-how-lo-gee_ (the cloud), generally known by the familiar name of “_Cloud_.” This is one of the chiefs, and a very good-natured, jolly man, growing fat in his imprisonment, where he gets enough to eat, and an occasional drink of whiskey from the officers, with whom he is a great favourite. _Ee-mat-la_ (“King Philip,” +plate+ 300) is also a very aged chief, who has been a man of great notoriety and distinction in his time, but has now got too old for further warlike enterprize.[38] _Co-ee-ha-jo_ (+plate+ 301), is another chief who has been a long time distinguished in the tribe, having signalized himself very much by his feats in the present war. [Illustration: 299 300] [Illustration: 301 302] _La-shee_ (the licker, +plate+ 302), commonly called “Creek Billy,” is a distinguished brave of the tribe, and a very handsome fellow. +Plate+ 303, is the portrait of a Seminolee boy, about nine years of age;[39] and +plate+ 304, a Seminolee woman. _Mick-e-no-pah_ (+plate+ 305), is the head chief of the tribe, and a very lusty and dignified man. He took great pleasure in being present every day in my room, whilst I was painting the others; but positively refused to be painted, until he found that a bottle of whiskey, and another of wine, which I kept on my mantelpiece, by permission of my kind friend Captain Morrison, were only to deal out their occasional kindnesses to those who sat for their portraits; when he at length agreed to be painted, “if I could make a fair likeness of his _legs_,” which he had very tastefully dressed in a handsome pair of red leggings, and upon which I at once began, (as he sat cross-legged), by painting _them_ on the lower part of the canvass, leaving room for his body and head above; all of which, through the irresistible influence of a few kindnesses from my bottle of wine, I soon had fastened to the canvass, where they will firmly stand I trust, for some hundreds of years.