heavens.

And when the stars had exploded to dance within the night sky and go

still again, he whispered tenderly against her ear, 'My love, you are

worth it indeed.'

They stayed by the water a little while longer. Whatever came in the

future, Tess knew that she would dream of this place as long as she

lived.

She began to shiver, and he covered her in the doeskin dress once again,

and then he suggested that they return to the tepee in the village.

They slept that night alone together in the teix~ where she had been

taken earlier that day. They slept, having shed their clothing once

again, wound into one another's arms within the warm shelter of an

Apache blanket.

When morning came, they were still together.

During the next few days, they were Nalte's honored guests. They

attended the ceremonies for his sister, Little Flower, and Tess was

amazed to find that she had discovered a strange peace here, living with

the Apache. Nalte spent time with the two of them. Sometimes he ignored

Tess and engaged in long conversations with Jamie in his Apache tongue.

But sometimes he spoke in English, including Tess. Once, when they were

alone, Jamie having gone to join a bunting party, Nalte took it upon

himself to teach her something about the Apache ways.

He explained to her about the Gan,' or Mountain Spirit Dancers. In their

masks, they impersonated the Mountains Spirits. They evoked the power of

the supernaturals to cure illness, drive away evil and bring good

fortune. They assembled in a cave, and under the guidance of a special

Gan shaman, they donned their sacred costumes. They held great power,

and therefore they were obliged to honor severe restrictions.

They were not to recognize friends once they were in their attire, nor

were they to dance incorrectly or to tamper with the sacred costume or

clothing once it had been left within a secret cache. To disobey any of

the restrictions could bring calamity down upon the dancer or his family

or tribe. To disobey could bring about sickness, madness, even death.

'We are a people of ritual,' he told her.

'We celebrate the Holiness Rite and the Ceremonial Relay. For the

Holiness Rite the shaman must go through arduous procedures, imitating

the bear and the snake, and curing the people of the powerful bear and

snake sicknesses.

The Ceremonial Relay tells us of our food supply--game and the harvest

of nature. Runners symbolize the sun and the animals, and the moon and

the plants. If the sun runners win, game will be in plenty for us. If

the moon runners win, then we will feast on the harvest of the plants.'

'You live a good life here,' Tess said.

'I live a good life, yes, but I fear the day when white men come to take

it from me.'

'But surely, here' -- 'They will come, the white men will come. War will

tear apart the mountains, and blood will stain the rivers. It is

inevitable.

But when the time comes, I will remember you, and Slater, and I will

know that all whites are not the same. Yes, it is good here. Now. And

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