Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 29, 2025
"We have this chap practically within our grasp. He will be off guard. The Piegans are not yet worked up to the point of resistance. Ten days from now our man may be we can't tell where." Mandy remained silent. The ritual of her sacrifice was not yet complete. "I think you are right, Allan," at length she said slowly with a twisted smile. "I'm afraid you are right.
This tobacco is no longer planted by the Piegans, nor by the Bloods, though it is said that an old Blackfoot each year still goes through the ceremony, and raises a little. The plant grows about ten inches high and has a long seed stalk growing from the centre. White Calf, the chief of the Piegans, has the secrets of the tobacco and is perhaps the only person in the tribe who knows them.
We will go and make peace with them as you say, and if they want to fight, we will fight. Now you are angry with those who started to war with you. Don't be angry. Dreams belong to the Sun. He gave them to us, so that we can see ahead and know what will happen. The Piegans are not cowards. Their dreams told them to turn back. So do not be angry with them any more."
Accordingly, we find MacLeod reporting before the end of 1874 that he had interviewed the chiefs of the practically confederated tribes of the Bloods, Piegans and Blackfeet. He found them very intelligent men, and he described in some detail the stately ceremony with which these chiefs had conducted themselves in these interviews.
"The Piegans have come," he told her. "We are going to have revenge on this camp to-night. Is my wife here?" "Still here," replied the old woman. "She is chief now. They think her medicine very strong." "Tell your friends and relations," said the Piegan, "that you have had a dream, and that they must move into the brush yonder. Have them stay there with you, and they will not be hurt.
"Yes, I know he is all that, and yet well in this rebellion, sir, I believe he is with us and against them." In proof of this Cameron proceeded to relate the story of Raven's visit to the Big Horn Ranch. "So you see," he concluded, "he would not care to work in connection with the Piegans just now." "I don't know about that I don't know about that," replied the Superintendent.
"Many of your relations are here," some one said. "They will protect you." Some young men seized and tied her, as her husband had said to do. They had hard work to keep her mother from killing her. "Hai yah!" the old woman cried. "There is my Snake woman daughter. Let me split her head open." The fight was soon over. The Piegans killed the people almost as fast as they came out of their lodges.
Bloods, Piegans, Blackfeet, Crees, Assiniboines and the other tribes maddened with doped liquor from outlaw traders, fought each other whenever they met.
The pis'kuns of the Sik'-si-kau, or Blackfoot tribe, differed in some particulars from those constructed by the Bloods and the Piegans, who live further to the south, nearer to the mountains, and so in a country which is rougher and more broken. The Sik'-si-kau built their pis'kuns like the Crees, on level ground and usually near timber.
"How many nights will it take you to go home and come back here with your people?" asked the Snake. Owl Bear thought and counted. "In twenty-five nights," he replied, "the Piegans will camp down by that creek." "My trail," said the Snake, "goes across the mountains. I will try to be here in twenty-five nights, but I will camp with my people just behind that first mountain.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking