ways of thinking and doing
until I felt that the new kind of life was the better. When the
Commissioner told me these things I wrote them down in my mind and I
thought that it was good. One of the greatest events in my life was when
I found myself surrounded by two tribes of my enemies. This fight was by
the El Paso River, and the bands of our enemies wore yellow headgear; the
fight continued all day long until about five o'clock, when the Apaches
were victorious."

By long and stubborn tutelage both from his father and the members of his
tribe, this boy was taught the war spirit and in manhood he exemplified
it. The principles of peace taught him in one short hour at Washington
changed the whole tenor of his life: a pathetic commentary on what
civilization might have accomplished with the Indian.

[Climbing the Great Divide]

Climbing the Great Divide

[Chief Running Bird]

Chief Running Bird

Chief Running Bird

Ta-ne-haddle, Chief Running Bird, is an eminent leader of the Kiowa tribe
now located in Oklahoma. His massive frame, lion-like head, and dignified
bearing show few of the marks of the more than threescore years written
upon his life. His very walk betokens supremacy and his constant demeanour
assumes a spirit of generalship. His large head is set directly upon his
shoulders, which seems to give no neck-play for his voice, which issues in
harsh and guttural tones.

"In the old times when the Indians used to live in tepees like this," he
said, "when I was about eighteen years old, I began to go out with war
parties. I have been in many wars, and lived in tents and tepees and
moved from one place to another, and all this time I kept in good health.
I remember a fight we had where there were thirty-eight Indians against
four tribes. The battle began late in the evening and while the fight was
raging high I thought I would never escape with my life. The enemy
pressed us hotly, and finally we killed one of the chiefs, and then the
Indians turned and left, and that saved our lives."

The construction of our Indian camp on the banks of the Little Horn
awakened in this man, as it did in all the Indians, a disposition to turn
back to primitive conditions. Running Bird said: "I was very glad to come
here and see the old-time tepees, the kind of tepees our fathers used to
live in. I grew up