. The white Indian boy : the story of Uncle Nick among the Shoshones. hunters came rushing to camp badly 46 The White Indian Boy ^^I^H^^H I W^^ ^ ^^H ^^^^agajH ^H r 1^ y H The Crows 47 scared. They said that the Crows were right on us. Inever saw such excitement in my life. Everybody incamp was running about and talking excitedly. Thebucks were getting ready to fight; the horses were roundedup and driven into camp. It was a great mixup — horses,squaws, dogs, papooses, tepees, and bucks all jumbledtogether. The War Chief ordered the young warriors to go outand meet the Crows. The old men were l
. The white Indian boy : the story of Uncle Nick among the Shoshones. hunters came rushing to camp badly 46 The White Indian Boy ^^I^H^^H I W^^ ^ ^^H ^^^^agajH ^H r 1^ y H The Crows 47 scared. They said that the Crows were right on us. Inever saw such excitement in my life. Everybody incamp was running about and talking excitedly. Thebucks were getting ready to fight; the horses were roundedup and driven into camp. It was a great mixup — horses,squaws, dogs, papooses, tepees, and bucks all jumbledtogether. The War Chief ordered the young warriors to go outand meet the Crows. The old men were left to guardcamp. I started to get my horse. If I am going to fight, I said, I want my pinto pony. Mother stopped me, Here, you httle dunce, she said,*you are not going to fight. You couldnt fight any-thing. I dont believe there is going to be a fight have had too many such Crow scares. I wondered whether the Crows had wings like the crowsin our country. She said that they were Indians like theShoshones. By this time the squaws had everything packed and. A Crow encampment (Crow Agency, Montana). 48 The White Indian Boy ready to fling on to the horses that were standing aboutwith their saddles on. The old bucks were gathered insmall groups here and there talking aU at the same the excitement soon passed over; for the warriorscame back after a httle while to teU us that it was notCrows at aU but a herd of buffaloes that had caused thescare. I was rather disappointed, for I wanted to seesome fun. I began to think that they were cowards —the whole bunch of them. But they were not. Thenext day a band of about fifty young warriors left for someplace. I could not find out where they were going, butthey seemed to mean business. For a while after this scare everything passed offpeacefully. We fished and chased antelope, and one dayI went with Washakie up into the mountains to kill had not gone far till we saw a large herd of theseanimals lying down. Leaving
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