Piute

The fact was that I looked at the Piute's dark, inscrutable face before I looked out into the void.

How it would be possible for such a pop-eyed, freckle-faced Piute as you to pack an astral body is more than I can understand.

We ride night and day, passing through the land of the Piute Indians.

I was rounding a bend in the mountains, and before I knew it, was in a camp of Piute Indians.

Arriving there, we found only a Piute family and one Oriba woman.