and crafty. Indian religion was purest superstition, peopling forest, stream and air with supernatural beings, both good and evil. Every manifestation of nature was the work of some particular deity. Of one God over all he seems to have had no idea, and his notion of heaven was of a happy hunting-ground where departed spirits would have full enjoyment of every sensual and savage desire.
Wampum Belts.—As already stated, the Indians knew not the art of writing. Rough pictures, drawn on the bark of trees,