It would have been most unsafe for Faye to have turned from the crafty
savage, and just how long the heart-to-heart interview might have
lasted or what would have happened no one can tell if the coming in
sight of the soldiers with their long guns had not caused him to
change his tactics. After a while he grunted "How!" again, and,
assuming an air of great contempt for soldiers, guns, and shiny
pistols, rode away and soon disappeared over the bluff. There was only
the one Indian in sight, but, as the old sergeant said, "there might
have been a dozen red devils just over the bluff!"
One never knows when the "red devils" are near, for they hide
themselves back of a bunch of sage brush, and their ponies, whose
hoofs are never shod, can get over the ground very swiftly and steal
upon you almost as noiselessly as their owners. It is needless to say
that we did not have fresh buffalo that day! And the buffalo calf ran
on to the herd wholly unconscious of his narrow escape.
We expect to return to Camp Supply in a few days, and in many ways I
shall be sorry to leave this place. It is terrible to be so isolated,
when one thinks about it, especially if one should be ill. I shall
miss Miss Dickinson in the garrison very much, and our daily rides
together. General Dickinson and his family passed here last week on
their way to his new station.
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