made
a little log shelter at night they made me stay by the door where it was
cold and I had to do all the cooking for the party. We had no bucket with
which to carry water, so when we killed a buffalo we took the tripe and
used that for a pail in which to carry water. The scouts of the war party
of course were away ahead of us and when we made our shack in the woods
they would return at night. If they returned singing we knew that they
had buffalo and we would run to get their packs. These scouts got up
before daybreak and left the camp on another scouting expedition--they were
looking for the enemy to see which way they were moving or what they had
been killing. We found the trail by the marks of their old camps. The
scouts trailed the enemy until they found the camp, then they returned
howling like a wolf as they came near us, and then we knew they had found
the enemy. When they approached the camp we made piles of different
material and then they shook their guns at the piles and we knew that they
were telling the truth, that they had seen the enemy. Then they run over
the piles. Then we got ready for the night and stretched our ropes; we
took our medicine and tied it on our heads. Then we all stood up in a row
and they selected the bravest to take the lead to the camp of the enemy.
Then these braves started on a run, first on a dog trot and then faster
and faster until they got their speed, and then we endeavoured to keep up
until we reached the enemy's camp. When we got within sight of the camp
we would all sit in a row and take off our moccasins and put on new ones.
Then we selected two men to go around to the camp and get all the horses
they could capture and bring them back to our party. When these horses
were caught and brought back to us we roped and mounted them bareback and
rode away as fast as we could, driving the remainder of the horses they
had captured. We kept on for days and nights without anything to eat or
any rest. After we had reached our camp and had spent the night we
painted ourselves and the best horses, mounted them, and started shooting
guns in the air; then everybody knew that the war party was back. We rode
through the camp on our horses. We did not expect the enemy to pursue us,
because we had gone so far and so long that we knew we were out of their
reach."

[On the War Trail]

On the War Trail

"My first batt