. The white Indian boy : the story of Uncle Nick among the Shoshones. ould not come back to the reser-vation again. I was sent to bring them back; they had a week thestart of me. I had a good horse, however, and takingwith me an Indiem boy named Suarki, to lead the packhorse, I started out. The second day we struck theirtrail, and knowing well the signs they always leave be-hind them, we followed it easily; but it led us over ahundred and fifty miles through a rough country beforewe found the runaway band. On the sixth day we came upon them camped on theSalmon River. We pitched our camp about
. The white Indian boy : the story of Uncle Nick among the Shoshones. ould not come back to the reser-vation again. I was sent to bring them back; they had a week thestart of me. I had a good horse, however, and takingwith me an Indiem boy named Suarki, to lead the packhorse, I started out. The second day we struck theirtrail, and knowing well the signs they always leave be-hind them, we followed it easily; but it led us over ahundred and fifty miles through a rough country beforewe found the runaway band. On the sixth day we came upon them camped on theSalmon River. We pitched our camp about a hundredyards away. After unsaddling our horses, I went overto have a talk with them. Old Sagwich was very angry. He said he knew what Iwas after, but he wouldnt go back; and I would not goback either, for they would fix me so that I couldnt givethem any more trouble. He said I ought to be their friend,but instead of that I was helping to bring more trouble tothem. The whites he accused of lying to them and rob-bing them of their hunting ground and forcing them to. Trading post at Fort Hall Indian reservation, Idaiio. 204 The White Indian Boy
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