Wooing a war dream--Companions in arms--The squaw of sacrifice--On the march--Bragging warriors--Deeds of Indian men of war--Swallowing an Indian’s horse--The belle of the party--An instance of Indian heroism--How to serve an enemy--Savage Duelists--A story of a precious scalp--The Indian warrior’s confidence in dreams--Concerning Indian canoes--A boat made up with stitches--Women boat-builders--Samoan warfare--The Samoans’ war tools and symbols--A narrow escape--“Perhaps upward the face!”--A massacre of Christians--Treachery of the Pine Islanders--The fate of “The Sisters”--The scoundrelly Norfolk Island men--A little story told by Mr. Coulter--The useful carronades--The “one unnecessary shot”--How it might have been. Mr. Kohl informs us that, when a chief of the North-American Indians is meditating a war expedition, it is of the first importance that he should “dream” about it. He does not, however, choose to wait for his dream in the ordinary manner, but seats himself for the express purpose, concentrates his every thought on the subject, and seeks to gain good dreams for it before he proceeds to carry his war project into execution. He keeps apart from his family, and, like a hermit, retires to a solitary lodge built expressly for the purpose. There he sits whole evenings on a mat, beating the drum and muttering gloomy magic songs, which he will break off to sigh and lament. He has all sorts of apparitions while lying in his bed; the spirits of his relatives murdered by the enemy visit him, and incite him to revenge. Other spirits come and show him the way into the enemy’s camp, promise him victory, tell him at times accurately where and how he will meet the foe and how many of them he will kill. If his drum and song are heard frequently in the evenings, a friend will come to him, and sitting down on the mat by his side will say: “What is the matter with thee, Black Cloud? Why dreamest thou? What grief is oppressing thee?” The Black Cloud then opens his heart, tells him how his father’s brother was scalped three years back by their hereditary enemies, the Sioux, his cousin last year, and so on, and how thoughts of his forefathers has now come to him. They have often appeared to him in his dreams and allowed him no rest with their entreaties for vengeance. He will tell him, too, a portion of the auguries and signs he has received in his dream about a brilliant victory he is destined to gain and of the ways and means that will conduct him to it. Still only a portion, for he generally keeps the main point to himself. It is his secret, just as among us the plan of the campaign is the commander-in-chief’s secret.