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Updated: June 14, 2025
Mounted men in hundreds, with travois and different kinds of carts, carrying tepees, provisions, household goods, and with them straggling off or driven by the mounted boys were herds of prairie ponies, in scores or even hundreds, the Red men's real wealth, brought now to stake, they fondly hoped, against the horses of the regiment at Fort Ryan.
As he was a good hunter, we thought this strange; but we went on, because there was another muskeg like the one he spoke of, and we might not have understood him. Then the snow came and we camped until it was over, and afterward came back, finding no deer. When we reached the tepees, he had gone, and we do not know what has become of him.
"I may have to go clean back to the tepees and further. For that matter, I don't believe there were any tepees. Those Indians were too good to be true they were phantoms of delight such stuff as dreams are made of. But even if they were real they won't be there now they'll have folded their tents like the Arabs and as silently stolen away. But I'll find help somewhere." "I can't stay here alone.
Memorable hours these under clear Montana skies, or at the midnight hour by the dim campfire light, the rain beating its tattoo on the tepee above our heads—surrounded by an army of shining tepees, like white ghosts of the plains, while these pathetic figures told the story of their lives.
The great rolls of birch bark to cover the pointed tepees are easily transported in the bottoms of canoes, and the poles are quickly cut and put in place. As a consequence, the Ojibway family is always on the move. It searches out new trapping-grounds, new fisheries, it pays visits, it seems even to enjoy travel for the sake of exploration.
The third night following the storm, when the hunters lay snug under their blankets, a commotion outside aroused them. "Indians," said Rea, "come north for reindeer." Half the night, shouting and yelling, barking dogs, hauling of sleds and cracking of dried-skin tepees murdered sleep for those in the cabin. In the morning the level plain and edge of the forest held an Indian village.
It had not been a permanent camp, yet showed evidence of having been occupied several days at least, and had contained nearly a hundred lean-tos, wickyups, and tepees altogether too large an encampment to suit our tastes.
Here the migrating villages made a moving streak of color like a bright patch on a map where there were no boundaries, no mountains, and but one gleaming thread of water. In the quietness of evening the pointed tops of the tepees showed dark against the sky, the blur of smoke tarnishing the glow in the West.
After ascertaining there was absolutely nothing to eat in the tepees, he invited the little ones into the cabin, and made a great pot of soup, into which he dropped compressed biscuits. The savage children were like wildcats. Jones had to call in Rea to assist him in keeping the famished little aborigines from tearing each other to pieces.
His large head is set directly upon his shoulders, which seems to give no neck-play for his voice, which issues in harsh and guttural tones. “In the old times when the Indians used to live in tepees like this,” he said, “when I was about eighteen years old, I began to go out with war parties.
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