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Show FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. 85 After supper we found there was scarcely enough left for breakfast. Jesse asked what we proposed doing. One of the mail company, a Frenchman, commenced talking with the Indian explaining our situation to him. He said their camp was also out of meat ; that they were hungry, and that he was out prospecting for game, as there was none in the neighborhood of their camp ; but he thought he could find game next day if some one would go with him to protect him from the Crow Indians, who were supposed to be in the direction of the game. This seemed the only show, so Jesse decided to " lay over" and send out his hunter with some pack animals ; also ten of our company, the stoutest and most willing. They, no doubt, would have fought the whole Crow nation to have protected our Indian friend. Late that evening the Frenchman and Indian came into the fort with their animals loaded with good buffalo meat. I asked about the boys of our company who went out on foot. The Frenchman answered, " I left them about twenty- five miles from here roasting and eat-ing bones and entrails; they are all right." They got in next day, each man loaded with meat. They were all delighted with the Indian, telling how he killed the buf-falo with his arrows, the Frenchman shooting first and wounding the animal and the Indian doing the rest. These Indians of the plains years back killed a great many buffalo with arrows. They would stick two arrows into a buffalo's heart, crossing their direction so that as the buffalo ran these arrows would work and cut his heart almost in two. This would soon bring the poor brute down ; whereas with a single arrow in the heart they would run a long distance. |