Buffalo Bill Among the Sioux; Or, The Fight in the RapidsIngraham, Prentiss
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Buffalo Bill Among the Sioux; Or, The Fight in the Rapids
Ingraham, Prentiss
Buffalo Bill, 1846-1917 -- Fiction; Dime novels
“As I was the chief it naturally fell to me to lead the way. I slipped
down the buffalo thongs until I was within eight feet of the water.
Then I let go, dropping my hands to my sides, and went down into the
river feet first.
“The water was as cold as the snow of the mountains, and it seemed to
me that I would never cease going downward into icy depths. The moment
after I struck the surface of the stream I felt as if I had been seized
by some giant wrestler, in whose hands I was a mere baby.
“My arms were pulled from my sides by the surging, swiftly flowing
waters, and it seemed to me as if somebody was pulling my limbs apart
with terrible force. I held my breath until I thought I would be
obliged to take in some of the water, and at one moment my lungs felt
as if they were being torn asunder. There was a loud roaring in my
ears, and I thought my head would split open.
“Fortunately, just at the moment when my senses were leaving me, I
came up to the surface, and my hands instinctively grasped some reeds.
I took a long breath, and looked up, and there were the stars looking
down at me from the sky. I had come safely through the tunnel and
reached the side of the Giant Spring. As I looked to one side I saw a
number of tents, from some of which smoke was ascending.
“I was in the midst of the enemy’s camp, and my position was one of
great danger. I kept my head well down among the reeds, and waited
impatiently for my comrades. It seemed as if they would never come. I
waited for what seemed like an hour, but probably it was only a minute
or two, at the most, and then, one after another, I saw heads bobbing
up around me, first on one side and then on the other.
“One of the braves, as he came up, gave a loud gasp for breath, and
then went down, never to appear again. I regretted his loss, but only
one man lost out of thirty in such an enterprise was better than I had
ever expected.
“We got together silently on the bank, and then, drawing our tomahawks,
rushed upon the silent tents with a mighty war cry. We were instantly
answered by loud whoops from our friends on the outskirts of the camp,
and in a few moments we had the Cave Dwellers at our mercy.
“We captured several of their chiefs and head men as they were sleeping
in their tents, and many others we slew. It was the most complete
victory that my tribe has ever achieved, and it reduced the Cave
Dwellers to complete submission. A few of them managed to escape and
get back to their inaccessible caves, but never again did they make a
concerted raid upon our territory.
“Nevertheless, they cherish a bitter animosity against the Navahos, and
especially against me. One of the chiefs whom we took prisoner managed
to escape, after learning that I was the man who had dealt such a heavy
blow to his people. Evidently he told them about it, for two or three
times since then a few of the Cave Dwellers have tried their best to
take my scalp.
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