Old Indian Days by Charles A. Eastman
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the stream. At the same moment the wolf ap-
peared upon the top of the bank, in full view of the enemy. "Here he comes!" they whispered, and had their arrows on the string as the wolf trotted leisurely along, exposing only his head, for this was a common disguise among the plains In- dians. But when he came out into the open, behold! it was only a gray wolf! "Ugh!" the Utes grunted, as they looked at each other in much chagrin. "Surely he was a man, and coming directly into our trap! We sang and prayed to the gods of war when our war chief sent us ahead to scout the Sioux people, to find their camp. This is a mystery, a magic! Either he is a Sioux in disguise, or we don't know their tricks!" exclaimed the leader. Now they gave the war-whoop, and their arrows flew through the air. The wolf gave a yelp of distress, staggered and fell dead. In- stantly they ran to examine the body, and found it to be truly that of a wolf. "Either this is a wonderful medicine-man, or we are shamefully fooled by a Sioux war- |
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