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20 LavgHING Boy ‘It is stronger. I'll give you eight dollars for that bow-guard.’ ‘I don’t want to sell it; it is lucky.’ ‘That turquoise is no good, and the work is not very good.’ Laughing Boy looked bored. ‘Give me a smoke, Grandfather.’ ‘The turquoise is too green. Eight dollars is a lot. ‘Eight dollars is nothing,” he answered loftily, with a pleasant remembrance of his winnings. ‘Here, I have nine-fifty. That is all I have.’ The man held out the money. ‘No, I really do not want to sell. I would not sell it for a horse.’ ‘It is a fine bow-guard. If you make many things like that, you will get rich.’ Everything was well, Laughing Boy thought. He had money now, and a belt that was ugly, but could be sold to a trader for fifty dollars. People praised his work. That girl was only an incident; one should not let oneself be ruffled so easily. It was good to lie in the sand talking a little, 2 A eb RRS bi borrowing smokes now and then. Now that he ' had money, he would buy tobacco when he came to a trading post. Meantime he thought he would hunt up those two Americans to sec if they would give him one of their big, white cigarettes. Per-