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Soon after the killing of the three Crow Indians the Oglala Band moved camp and went towards the Black Hills in a way of escaping or renegade to safety. The following summer the Cheyenne Sioux and all the northern Sioux's set a time to meet in the Black Hills together again for the purpose of paying holy honors to the Great Mystery. So they held their ceremonials at the appointed place, across the Big River. In the meantime a sort of a new dance was introduced by all the women members of the Cheyenne Sioux. This new dance was called, "Queenly Manner Dance" (Wiyatapika wacipi). The principal part of this dance was while all the women were dancing along the circled village, an Oglala man named, Goggles, was asked to choose the maid who he admired and dance with her. So he now made his choice, but the maid looked up at him and began to shriek throwing her robe over his head and ranaway from him. After the maid did this, all the people on the man's side (the Oglalas) would pick up buffalo chips or anything they could get ahold of or even use their robes and try to knock their opponents down in an exciting way. This, however seemed rather foolish but they got lot of kick out of it just the same. I called it the Battle Dance. So now after they had a few of these dances each band moved camp and went different directions.

The Cheyenne Sioux Band went towards the north and they were the first to meet and had a big battle with the Crow Indians: the violators of the peace agreement. In those days the Mandans and the Crows were allied tribes, and it was then that the Mandans advised the Crows that the Sioux's will give them much trouble if they did not move to the north. So while the Crows were moving towards the north the Cheyenne Sioux's met them and had an awful big fight with them. It was at this fight that, Striped Face, alias Slow Bull, fulfilled one degree at a time. His brother, Big Elk, was shot on both legs with arrows between

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his knee and trunk, and of course, fell off his mount. Slow Bull dashed into the fight struck and took coup off a falling enemy and took his pony, a very pretty sorrell horse. He then came to his brother's side pulling the arrows out from his legs and helped him to mount the pony he captured and brought him to safety. This is an unusual thing but this incident and other brave activities that was counted for him in the past promoted him to become a great chief and a Leader. Just at this time Red Cloud was/chief of the Oglala Band.

## Story about the killing of thirty Oglalas by the Shoshones:
The Oglala Band moved towards the west to the Rocky Mountains. We settled on a creek known as, Stinking Water, which empties into the Wind River near the place now known as The Jackson Hole. While we were camped here deep snow and very cold weather came upon us. A very hard winter was experienced that year. While we were living here the scouts reported that they spied an on coming of the whole tribe of Shoshones. The scouts met a Shoshone and a little, boy riding far away from the on-coming tribe. They shot the man but the boy got away alive. The little boy probably told what happened because right away the Shoshone tribe made a nad attack on us and it was at that time that thirty of our Oglala warriors were killed.

## The supposed career of Crazy Horse as a famous warrior:
The notoriousexivities of Crazy Horse was a common talk among all the Sioux Bands. He was born and raised among the Brule Sioux who at that time roamed the Sand Hills in the south. At that time Crazy Horse and others members of the Brulees went out on a war-path and killed four Pawnee women, who were hoeing gardens but on a field. Crazy Horse did the killing. This was his first experience of taking coups. Killing of these four women caused the Government to send out men to fight or capture the

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the guilty party so Crazy Horse fled toward the north and came to the
Oglalas and stayed there with them. The following spring of the year
the Oglala men set out to make a raid on the Shoshones. That time
they made a very good success as each one brought plenty of horses,
but Crazy Horse did not capture, not even one, and so I had to give
him one. I gave him a nice looking horse, a roan stallion with white
spots on the sides: at that time I brought five head of horses. I
gave him this horse because he was sort of a brother to me. I also
gave one to Thick Bread and one to, C'eca, or Thigh. We came home
with some good horses. Soon after a bunch of us went to the same place
and brought many horses but Crazy Horse again brought nothing. I was
lucky again to bring three horses home. It was quite a while after we
when
came home from the last raid, Red Shirt, proposed to go out on another
horse raid and so I volunteered to be his assistant. This made us to
become War Leaders. (It was on this trip that the enemies gave us a
long chase—they chased us back to our own grounds.) So in this
bunch High Breast and Crazy Horse were also present. As we were nearing
me
the Shoshone territory they sent me out to scout. It did not take/very
long to find out the encampment of the Shoshones because they were camped
at the mouth of the Northolk River. I came back to the place and reported
what I saw. Towards midnight our men stalked on the camps when Frog by
mistake his group made a surprise attack, so the rest of us had to wait
until there was light enough to pick out the good horses and we got away
with many. I brought seven head. T'aheya ota or Lousy brought eight
head. We left right away and when we were coming where (St. Stephen's
Mission now stands) we caught up with High Breast and his brother.

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I remember that <u>another</u> few days after we came home, Crazy Horse, gave a big feast and invited me to attend so I accepted his wish. In his talk he pointed at me and said: "I found out that this man is the most daring and the bravest man I ever saw." Thus Crazy Horse <u>acknowledged</u> me for what I did. I, too, happened to know some of his activities, but in my heart I believe that High Breast is the bravest, and he died as a brave warrior.

**More about High Breast:** One time on another raid made on the Crow tribe along the Little Big Horn river we saw tracks on the ice where they cut hole to get water. After examining the tracks carefully we found they were the tracks of Crow people. We followed them until we came to an abandoned grass lodge and where a fire place was left uncovered. These were fresh tracks and they must not be very far ahead of us. We hurried along and before we went very far we saw four Crow men walking up the ravine. It was strange to see these four men without weapons traveling far away from their village. Anyway we made a charge on them but High Breast riding a fast horse took the lead and was first to take coups from each of them. Coup number one <u>hard</u> to get but here High Breast got four of them at one time. On another occasion over to the mountains the Shoshones almost got High Breast but I happened to be there on time to save his life.

**Crazy Horse not much of a horse thief:** Among the Sioux people capturing horses and bringing them home adds to part of their wealth, but Crazy Horse failed to fulfill this one degree. He should be like High Breast who brings horses home every time he goes on a raid. Here is what the Sioux counted for Crazy Horse, these were done at different times,

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Crazy Horse killed four Pawnee women, he took a coup from a whiteman, and one time while under the War Leader Hump the war party met three Crows who were broiling meat down in a canyon. They shot them from the bank and everyone took coup but Crazy Horse took the number three coup. Another time his own brother shot a Shoshone in a battle with an arrow and gave him a chance to take the number one coup, and not only that but his brother captured the enemy's horse and let him ride it back to home. So in view of this count for him I do not think he is a brave man as most people think he was. His younger brother who was shot and killed in action was a brave man. One time I captured a mouse colored mule and brought it home and he, Crazy Horse, had the nerve to ask for it so I gave it to him. If he were a good horse thief he would never beg for one. There are some good reasons for the murder of Crazy Horse. Twice he took his neighbors <u>his</u> wives away from them. He placed himself in the midst of flaming arrows. Here is another fault of Crazy Horse: Twice he shot the village announcer's ponys, because the announcer rode along the circled village and announced that there shall be no more raids or warpaths considered against the white people. While the cryer came along making his round Crazy Horse layed for him and shot his pony. He did this twice. He was always plotting something against the white people <u>all</u> but since his plans did not work in his favor he took on the announcer by shooting his pony. I do not believe there is anybody in the whole tribe likes him, because he was a bad actor and so it <u>until</u> went along <u>all</u> finally they arrested him just right without any weapon on him when he was murdered. Therefore, from what I know of him and his ways I do not consider him to be a brave man.

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**One Bear goes to war with the Arapahoes:** During those days the Arapaho Tribe were allied to the Sioux and Cheyennes so at one time the Arapahos set out for a raid and One Bear, a very handsome young Oglala-man joined them. In order to make the story short, this warparty met with the Ute tribe back in the mountains, and it was then that they had a big battle with them where young One Bear took the number one coup from a Ute man who was wounded with a broken leg. Then he dashed to the next wounded man and took another No. 1 coup but it happened that this second man was left handed who shot an arrow into One Bear's chest but the arrow glanced on the metal cross he wore about his neck and the arrow stuck him in the armpit causing a slight wound. This was his first experience but he completed three points or degrees at one time. His next experience was when the Oglalas met ten camps of Shoshones who were camping at the foot of the mountain, and just as the sun was setting over the mountains they saw two Shoshone boys going along and were now quite a distance from the village. They made a charge on them and One Bear shot one of them and took the No. 1 coup. Evidently, these boys were going for horses but were killed, so One Bear went on and got away with a bunch of horses and brought them home. Again on one time while we were roaming the north country a bunch of young braves planned to go on a raid on the Mandans so One Bear and I joined them. So we traveled until we reached their territory, and in the night we looked all around the place and spotting the horses we were to take, as it was planned that we would leave before dawn. We now got away with the horses. One Bear, brought four head, I brought two head but one had a saddle on him. The Mandans chased us from that very day. I believe this was the longest chase ever made in the Indian history. This chase took place between the space of time from the Mandans ground to the Heart Creek, a

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this distance is a two-day journey, so now they chased us for two days,
and on the third morning they caught up to us and fired into us. We
fought back as much as possible. The chase **mamá** continued and we fought back
at them and just as the sun was setting I heard some one **ey-out** to me,
"Your uncle's horse is beginning to give-up!" I made a wide turn to see and
sure enough it was my uncle, Scares Them Away, his horse was barely coming.
I rode up to him, "Ride my horse uncle, it will be alright for me to be
killed here!" He mounted my horse and I on his. At this moment, Red Cloud,
the only man coming in the rear was riding in a zigzag formation dodging
bullets and arrows, and at the same time fighting them back. He stopped me
just as I was going back towards the enemys and as we continued our retreat
my uncles horse sure surprised me as he picked up all of a sudden and became
as if loose and soon caught up with the rest. I had to check him racing up
the hill and as we raced down the hill into a swampy creek he picked up the
more. This was a funny incident to happen. Everybody in the tribe often
talked about it. In anyway the mad Mandans gave up the chase and turned
back. It was useless anyway, because they saw that their horses were being
driven/ahead/of us out of sight. After they went out of sight everyone took
a long breath. From that time on I was always afraid of the Mandans.

**Not Changing The Subject:** (Everything pertaining to our lives in those
days was complicated, difficulty, and scared, for instance knives, whetstones
kettles were very scared. People had to carry burning buffalo chips in con-
tainers to be used at the next stopping place. And it was the custom of
the people in those days for anyone to go to the first fire which was built
from a preserved fire and get some for their own use in their camp; thus
they lived through a miserable life. People living prior to that time were
even much poorer than we were in our time, so they must lived through a
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rode back to us and said he wanted to go along with us so we took him along
and before we got to the Platt River we rode up to a high pine butte and
from there we watched, and sure enough we saw a large herd of horses coming
up along the river. We could tell that they were being driven by some one
as they appeared. We kept on a watch all that day. That night we went
up close to their camp and here we found that they were camped in two places.

So my partners both agreed that they will take on the nearest camp and they
sent me to the farthest camp. Before making our sneak on the horses we made
it understood that we will meet each other at the head of Dry Creek that
morning. So with this understanding I took the first start and went out in
the midst of the dark night. I came up to a herd of horses and gently drove
them along. I noticed that one of the horses was saddled, dragging a long
rope:-a braided raw-hide rope, and at the end of this rope was tied a large
sage brush, evidently he was tied to this but pulled away and got loose. I
caught him and led him. Hurriedly I drove the bunch of horses on ahead
and kept it up all night and until just before daylight I arrived almost
at the head of Dry Creek. When I reached the appointed place I rested
there and waited for the others to show up. Now I am going to tell you
about what I captured in this night raid I made. It might seem unlikely to
people as if I was telling a myth but this really did happen:- First one
to count is the horse with saddle on, a repeating rifle, a six shooter,
a telescope, a fur overcoat, a braided rawhide lariat, inside the over-
coat pockets there were three plugs of chewing tobacco. In the saddle po
pocket I found two full boxes of cartridges one for the rifle and one for
the six-shooter. All of these were found on the saddled horse, besides

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We almost got shot *mm* in trying to get away as we had to get away in the open. We could see the bullets blow up dirt and some buzzed over our heads when we got down into the canyon to safety.

On another occasion, One Bear, Gray Grass, and myself went out on warpath:- just the three of us went over/ the so called Metal Creek near the Platt River where the Loafer's camped (Sioux) We raided them and took their horses away from them, we stole eleven head of horses away from these people and got away in a hurry.

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During the winter when/all the Sioux horses perished we were camped south-west end of the Black Hills, and that following Spring a warparty was organized by thirty men including myself. /Only men who had a horse or two saved from the hard winter was abled to join this party, so now we started for the West and after several days journey it began to rain and snow but we went on anyway. Suddenly a man on a mule rode up and appeared on top of the hill, looked around and saw us and he quickly turned back over the hill. So we rode up the hill and peeked over and stood there for awhile. We noticed that there was a foot print on the ground. (I have often talked about this because this was the most clever-est Indian tribe I ever knew of) And they are the Blackfeet tribe. So now, as I said before that we saw only one footprint on the ground, and we started to follow this track which led towards the Foolish Woman Creek. Riding up on a long hill we stopped on top of the hill and looking down over from the top we saw about ten men sitting down resting along the low place. "Wait ! Wait !" /we turned our horses out of their sight.

We saw that out of the ten Blackfeet men one of them was a woman. We got ready and immediately, shouted, "Hoka he !" a command/to make the charge and on we went after the Blackfeet. I rode along the ridge of the hill. A Blackfeet wearing a gray blanket was steadily firing at us.

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At that time the Cheyenne tribe and the Oglalas organized to go out on warpath. Both tribes were represented by men. A large number of men. So now while they were on their way they met an Army of white soldiers so right away they detailed their men, the older men were divided into two groups and were placed in ravines on each side of a hill, then a group of younger men were sent out to attack the soldiers and lead them into the snare. Some of them the fight soldiers passed the older men. They attacked them from behind, thus, they took place where the Sioux and Cheyennes fell of their mounts, when the second troop of soldiers came on them, all the rest of the older men surrounded the soldiers and killed them all. It was said later on that there only one life got away and it was a dog that belong to one of the soldiers.

It was further told later that this dog had a message tied about its neck and returned to the Post for help. I heard that One Bear was wounded so I started for him and found that he was shot through his right arm on the muscle the same place where he was once wounded. His horse was shot and killed so he was on foot. We brought him home. Later when we were living up on the Rosebud Creek One Bear's wounds began to infect and it grew worse and finally he died from this infection. I took care of him for one whole moon, fed him too. Bear Doctors, or Medicine Men with the power of bears, treated him but to no avail, and instead his legs and joints swollen and were badly deformed. He caught cold in his wounds and from that time on he never recovered until he died in the middle of the winter. Well at the time many soldiers were killed I captured two head of nice thorough-bred horses and brought them home.

Scares Them Away, gives away two horses that did not belong to him:-

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["28", "I am going to tell about what my uncle, Scares Them Away did to me while I was boarding at his place. At that time I owned three head of good horses and mule. During a dance celebration my uncle gave away two of my best horses, this however, made me feel very bad and so in order to make it worse I gave my mule to my brother, Looking Elk, thus leaving one head for me to ride. I felt hurt so I went out in the hills and stayed there all day. On my return I learned that a warparty had already left, so while I was still feeling uneasy I wanted to go out and follow up and join the party. I said to my aunt:- \"Aunt, I want to go with that war-party, so I would like to borrow one of my uncle's horses,\" she said, \"I am the first thinker, so just go and catch the horse you want to ride, you brought those horses anyway so just catch one and take him, and in the meantime I shall grind some dried meat and pack them for your meals.\" So upon my return of my aunt I caught the horse I wanted to use. After having everything ready I followed the tracks of the war-party. I rode and traveled all day long and towards evening I caught up with them. I found that this was a very large warparty, they were about one hundred men or more in the party, including Cheyennes. At that time a peace gathering was made with the Crows and/now assembled mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm on the Little Big Horn River. We arrived at this place and from there we the war-party went up towards the mountains where Tongue River cuts thru where the soldiers were camped at that time. We sneak upon them and beformmmsunrise we made our charge into their camp. As I said before had only one that I did not know any horses, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm