But there
was much forest, and he knew the country well.
He reconnoitred, and soon found the Indian
community, but dared not approach and enter,
for these Indians had allied themselves with
the whites; they would be charged with treach-
ery if it were known that they had received a
hostile Sioux, and none were so hated by the
white people as Little Crow and his war-chief.
He chose a concealed position from which
he might watch the movements of his wife, if
she were indeed there, and had not been way-
laid and slain on the journey hither.
That night was the hardest one that the war-
rior had ever known. If he slept, it was only
to dream of the war-whoop and attack; but at
last he found himself broad awake, the sun well
up, and yes! there were his two little sons, play-
ing outside their teepee as of old. The next
moment he heard the voice of his wife from the
deep woods wailing for her husband!
"Oh, take us, husband, take us with you! let
us all die together!" she pleaded as she clung
to him whom she had regarded as already
dead; for she knew of the price that had been
put upon his head, and that some of the half-
breeds loved money better than the blood of
their Indian mothers.
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