Western field . s- With one accord we went to our bunks. 191 WESTERN FIELD strapped on our six-shooters and picked upour rifles. Now, fellers, said Wind River, stand by and be ready and Ill swing heropen. He silently removed the heavy bar, andthen swung the door open, walking back-ward with it so that he could not be seenby any one without. Tom and I stood closeto the wall nearby ready to Lhool, if neces-sary. Through the open space a thick, whitecloud of the frosty air rolled into the room,and with it camo a person enveloped in abuffalo robe so held that the features wer-^concealed. An Indian
Western field . s- With one accord we went to our bunks. 191 WESTERN FIELD strapped on our six-shooters and picked upour rifles. Now, fellers, said Wind River, stand by and be ready and Ill swing heropen. He silently removed the heavy bar, andthen swung the door open, walking back-ward with it so that he could not be seenby any one without. Tom and I stood closeto the wall nearby ready to Lhool, if neces-sary. Through the open space a thick, whitecloud of the frosty air rolled into the room,and with it camo a person enveloped in abuffalo robe so held that the features wer-^concealed. An Indian, said Tom. The person advanced straight to the fira-place, sat down before it, threw back thorobe. An a woman at that! cried Wind River. Wall, Ill be tetotally ! We stood there for a little, staring at herin astonishment, Bill forgetting even to closethe door. Young, comely featured, herglossy hair neatly combed and braided,clothed in a fine, bead-embroidered, buckskindress, wearing shapely buffalo moccasins on. her small feet, she was a very fair specimenof her race. Whar on earth do you spose she camefrom? Tom asked. And how could she have traveled during:this terrible weather? I added. Boys,theres something queer about this. The woman had not looked up at any ofus, but sat staring at the dancing advanced and bending over her extendedliis hand and said How! She shook hands with him timidly,,glancing up at him—a glance shy, but yetsearching. Bill began to question her in thesign language understood by all Indians andfrontiersmen from the Great Slav lakes toMexico. She explained that she was aCheyenne, and that two moons previouslyshe had accompanied her husband to waragainst the Missouri River tribes, he beingthe partisan or leader of the party, number-ing twenty-three in all. After traveling manynights and hiding somewhere away to sleepin the daytime they had at last come to thegreat river and, looking down into its deep,wide valley, saw a large encampment of t
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