He soon reached their camp, drew near, and found that there were but two old men. All the others were out a hunting. Here he listened to their conversation and was burning with indignation at the stories these two old men told each other of the cruelties they had done to the _Indians_. They were chuckling at this when he sprang into the tent, took each by the head and thrust their faces [into] the fire and sprang out again to listen. One of them, returning to his senses, for they had both fainted during the ceremony, exclaimed thus, "My old friend! What is the matter with me? I lost my senses quite suddenly and now that I am come to, I feel my face quite sore and cannot see." "It is the same with me." replied the other one "Then it must be some evil spirit that has pounced upon us." resumed the first. At last Nayhanimis addressed them thus: I shall tell ye old men a story too. There were two old men formerly seated in their tents relating to each other the exploits of their younger days and the cruelties they committed upon the _Indians_. Nayhanimis was near. He pounced upon them and thrust both their heads together into the fire. When your children and young men be returned from their hunting, tell them this story. In the meantime I shall return home and make ready for them. My name is _Nayhanimis_ and I reside at _such_ a _place_ (i.e. I am _called_, or named, Nayhanimis ...). The old men, as may be imagined, were thunderstruck with this and durst not say a word more. But in the evening the young men came home. They were astonished to see their fathers in such a plight. "Children! Behold your fathers!" said they. "Had any _miscreant_ durst act in such a manner to _our_ fathers, their villany should certainly not have passed off thus. _But we are now old men and of no more account_!!!" This last apostrophe above all the rest roused them to vengeance. They merely scraped the snow off their feet and legs and went immediately in quest of him vowing vengeance all the way of a most cruel and _exemplary_ nature.