st exhausted, and a lot of us are poor and not able to take
care of ourselves, and I wish that when you go back you would say what you
can. These are Government promises, and they have never fulfilled them."

"The story I am going to tell you I am not afraid to have published
anywhere, or to have it come right back to my own agency, or let other
warriors see and hear it. In my lifetime I have made about seventy raids
against the different tribes. Out of these raids there must have been
forty-five or fifty battles. Let me tell you a story concerning one of
these battles in which I was engaged: I was a young man, I cannot remember
just what age. The Sioux camped at the mouth of the Rosebud River. We
got up a war party which numbered about two hundred. The two bands who
were in this party were the Two-Cattle and the Mnik-Ok-Ju tribes. It was
in the middle of the winter when the snow was deep. We started across the
country not very far from this camp, and followed the Yellowstone River
down, and then we turned off toward the north, and went toward the Upper
Rockies. We were then in the enemy's country. There were four of us
chosen out of the two bands to go ahead and scout for the enemy; we did
not see any one, and returned. There was one man from our party out
shooting deer, and he was right behind us. We got home without seeing
anything, but he brought word there were enemies in sight. The enemies he
saw were two in number, and we got on our horses and went to where he saw
these two men. They were well armed and did all they could to defend
themselves, and our party did not come very close to them. I spurred up
my horse and made a straight charge at the two men. They were on foot,
and lined up and pointed their guns at me as I went at them. I struck one
of them with the spear that I had. I knocked him down; he fired at me,
but missed me. The other man also fired at me, but missed. I could not
strike him, as I dodged after I struck the first man. As I passed on by
them they fired at me again. This gave my warriors a chance to come up on
them before they could reload their guns, and they killed them. I was the
first one who struck one and very nearly hit the other. My warriors were
slow to come up, and I was the first one to charge them. After we killed
these two men we went home with their scalps. We were on our way home
across the Powder River and following the river up until we got to the
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