There was a group of cowboys. They were sitting around the campfire telling stories of their travels. The stories got wilder and wilder, until someone said "I know an Indian chief who never forgets anything." The others disagreed and told him he had to much to drink. But the cowboy said "It's true! May the devil take my soul if I am wrong."

Now, the devil happened to be listening, so he decided to check this chief out. He went to the indian camp, and asked the chief "Do you like beans?". The chief nodded. The devil left.

Twenty years on, the cowboy died. The devil saw his chance to take his soul, and went to the chief again to prove the cowboy's theory wrong. He came up to the chief, and greeted him with "How." and sticking his hand in the air. Then the chief said "On toast." The devil left.