horse or dog was that at such times the animal would stay by him
like a brother. On this occasion Gall's pony was not more than a stone's
throw away when the storm subsided and the sun shone. There was a
herd of buffalo in plain sight, and the young hunter was not long in
procuring a meal.

This chief's contemporaries still recall his wrestling match with the
equally powerful Cheyenne boy, Roman Nose, who afterward became a chief
well known to American history. It was a custom of the northwestern
Indians, when two friendly tribes camped together, to establish the
physical and athletic supremacy of the youth of the respective camps.

The "Che-hoo-hoo" is a wrestling game in which there may be any number
on a side, but the numbers are equal. All the boys of each camp are
called together by a leader chosen for the purpose and draw themselves
up in line of battle; then each at a given signal attacks his opponent.

In this memorable contest, Matohinshda, or Gall, was placed opposite
Roman Nose. The whole people turned out as spectators of the struggle,
and the battlefield was a plateau between the two camps, in the midst
of picturesque Bad Lands. There were many athletic youths present, but
these two were really the Apollos of the two tribes.

In this kind of sport it is not allowed to strike with the hand, nor
catch around the neck, nor kick, nor pull by the hair. One may break
away and run a few yards to get a fresh start, or clinch, or catch as
catch can. When a boy is thrown and held to the ground, he is counted
out. If a boy has met his superior, he may drop to the ground to escape
rough handling, but it is very seldom one gives up without a full trial
of strength.

It seemed almost like a real battle, so great was the enthusiasm, as the
shouts of sympathizers on both sides went up in a mighty chorus. At last
all were either conquerors or subdued except Gall and Roman Nose. The
pair seemed equally matched. Both were stripped to the breech clout, now
tugging like two young buffalo or elk in mating time, again writhing and
twisting like serpents. At times they fought like two wild stallions,
straining every muscle of arms, legs, and back in the struggle. Every
now and then one was lifted off his feet for a moment, but came down
planted like a tree, and after swaying to and fro soon became rigid
again.

All eyes were upon the champions. Finally, either by trick or main
force, Gall laid the other sprawling upon the g