URING the time of Indian troubles, a friendly Indian visited Governor Jenks, of Rhode Island, when the governor took occasion to request him to let him know if any strange Indian should come to his wigwam. This the Indian promised to do, and the governor agreed to give him a mug of flip if he should give such information. Some time after, the Indian came again, and said, “Well, Mr. Gubernor, strange Indian come to my house last night.”

“Ah,” said the governor, “what did he say?”

“He no speak,” replied the Indian.

“What, not speak at all?” inquired the governor. “No, he no speak at all.”

“That looks suspicious,” said his excellency, and inquired if he was there still. Being told that he was, the governor ordered the promised mug of flip. When this was disposed of, and the Indian was about to depart, he mildly said, “Mr. Gubernor, my squaw have child last night.” The governor, finding the strange Indian was a new-born papoose, was glad to find there was no cause for alarm.

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