Government
keeps them and feeds them, and go on the war-path.

As the West has become more thickly settled these raids have been less
and less frequent, and it is now a long time since the families of
settlers have had to flee from their homes for fear of the red men.

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In Miles City, Mont., however, family after family has been arriving
within the last few days, seeking refuge there until the country becomes
quiet again.

The reason of this is that one of the chiefs, called White Bull, is
reported to be on the war-path with some two hundred braves.

Women and children are being sent to all the fortified camps; settlers
who are too far from camps to be able to shelter there are building
stone forts for themselves, and gathering the women and children from
the district within its walls. All over the section men are arming and
going out to fight the Indians.

The cause for this outbreak among the Indians is supposed to be the feud
that has existed for a long time between the cowboys and the Indians.

The cowboys are a very wild lot themselves, and are apt to be nearly as
dangerous as the Indians when they get excited.

Their lives are somewhat lonely, being spent in riding about the country
rounding up stock and doing the work of the ranches. They are, however,
dear lovers of a frolic, and whenever they get into the towns and have
no duties to perform, they are apt to do very boisterous and regrettable
things.

One of their very bad habits is that they drink more than is good for
them. When they are under the influence of liquor, and no longer masters
of themselves, it is their great sport to kill an Indian.

The Indians naturally do not sit quietly by and allow tipsy cowboys to
kill their friends without revenging them. They wait their chance, and
kill a cowboy in return for the Indian. This results in very bitter
feeling between the cowboys and the Indians, and warfare of a small kind
exists between the two parties, each seeking opportunities to kill the
other.

A few weeks ago a sheep-herder was shot while out looking after his
sheep.

The sheriff looked into the matter, and found that the young man had
been sitting down on the ground smoking when he was shot. All the signs
showed that his enemies had crept up behind him, and killed him without
giving him a chance to defend himself.

Traces of Indian ponies were found in the neighborhood, and these
convinced the sheriff that the work had