A story that is always told to the Indian boy when the father desires to rouse his ambition and to enthuse him with a daring to do great deeds. Scar Face, as the legend goes, when a baby was clawed and torn by a bear, so that when he grew up he was so badly crippled as to be almost utterly unfitted for the strenuous games and cruel warfare of his tribesmen. The old men of the tribe, however, had for years handed down a story that some day one of his tribe would be developed into a warrior much greater and braver than any who had preceded him, and bearing this story the daughter of the chief decides that she will be the squaw of this famous warrior, and of none other, and in a vision the face of the great warrior is revealed to her and to other members of the tribe. It is that of Scar Face except that it has none of the scars nor deformities. The bucks of the tribe in derision tell Scar Face that he must indeed be the great warrior and suggest that he go forth to win fame and renown for himself. Scar Face takes their jibes seriously and does venture forth. His adventures are shown in the picture and it is useless to say that they are of the most thrilling character, and when Scar Face has achieved all the necessary coups, a vision of the mighty Manitou appears to him and he is told that if he will bathe in the waters of a certain mystic spring all of his deformities and scars will vanish. Scar Face does as he is told and is transformed into a noble and prepossessing warrior. His fame has gone before him and when he returns to his tribe he is acclaimed as the great war chief of the legend and the chief’s daughter becomes his bride.