cided to move south, the other
section moving north to the Yellow-stone. The two sections of the one
tribe have since been known officially as the Northern and Southern
Cheyennes. Ever and again the Southern branch of the tribe came to the
far north to help their brothers when in conflict. This may account for
Brave Bear being present with the Northern Cheyennes in the Custer fight.
Then came the story of Brave Bear concerning one of the battles in the
south. "There is," he said, "a Cheyenne called 'Tall Bear'; he was the
head man at the time we began to fight down on the Platte River. From that
hard battle we were returning home. In front of us there were a lot of
soldiers camped, and some of the Pawnee scouts were with the soldiers. We
thought they were Pawnee tents, but when we came close enough we saw it
was a soldier camp, and they fired upon us and pursued us. That day we
kept on fighting, and they killed three of us. It was a great fight, and
it still remains with me when I think about it."

"I like the white man's way of living to-day better, because I feel that
when the new day comes everything else is new, and the things of the white
man grow new with every day. I try to do as our agent directs. I have
never had any trouble with him."

There is a touch of humanness about these tall, graceful, feather-bedecked
men, willingly assuming the role of children, that they may learn the
better ways of the white man. The hard ideals of the warpath are all
merged in pursuing the path of peace.

[Skirting the Sky-Line]

Skirting the Sky-Line

[Chief Umapine]

Chief Umapine

Chief Umapine

This eminent chief of the Cayuse tribe of Umatilla Indians, located in
northern Oregon, resembles in stature the graceful outlines of a forest
pine. A commanding figure, six feet two inches in height, noble and
dignified in bearing, quiet and reserved in manner, he creates an
atmosphere of intellectuality. His speech is sparkling and eloquent. His
face wears the soul-mark of serenity and triumph. As he stood against the
living green of the forest, clad in the rich Indian raiment of his tribe,
wolfskin, gray with the tinge of the prairies, otterskin, smooth and dark
like the velvet of moss, myriads of ermine tails glistening white in the
sunlight, glimmering beads from necklace to moccasins, flaunting