"Oh, my man!" Tsistsaki exclaimed, "I do not like them to do that. Think! Just they two against all the travelers upon this great war trail!" "Many are the hunters of the fox; he eludes them all," said Pitamakan. "We shall strike out with the outfit as soon as it is dark," I said to my uncle, and that settled the matter. Of course I rode Is-spai-u when we started out, driving the loose stock ahead of us. We headed southwest--almost south up along the gentle slope, then, when well out from the valley, northwest--and finally brought the animals to a stand at the head of the breaks of the Missouri, about two miles due west from camp. We then hobbled all but two, Is-spai-u and Pitamakan's buffalo horse, which we picketed with long ropes. By turns we watched our little band during the short night and at sunrise drove them back to the barricade. "Boys," Tsistsaki said to us after we had finished breakfast, "I have something to say to you before you sleep." "Say it! We are all but asleep now," Pitamakan answered from his couch. "It is this: you must not take your horses to-night to feed where you had them last night; every night you must drive them to a different place." "As if we didn't know enough to do that! We decided upon to-night's grazing-ground when we were coming in this morning!" Pitamakan exclaimed. "Wise almost-mother. What good care you have for us!" I told her. And what a loving, cheerful smile she gave me! Ah, that was a woman, let me tell you! There was too much going on in our lodge for us to sleep well; so we took a robe and a blanket apiece and sneaked quietly into the lodge of the old Mandans, who were sleeping after their night watch in the barricade. At about four o'clock the old men aroused us, and Lame Wolf signed that they were going to bathe; would we go with them? We did, and were refreshed. Then, after we were back in the lodge and dressed, old Lame Wolf painted our faces with red-earth paint, the sacred color, and prayed for us. We could not, of course, understand what he said, for he did not accompany the prayer with signs, but Pitamakan said that made no difference; it was, of course, good and powerful prayer. At supper that evening we talked about the big fight we were expecting to have with the Assiniboins, and wondered whether our people would arrive in time for it. It was possible that the warriors were coming on ahead, and if they were they might come riding down at any moment. "If we could only figure the probable time of the coming of the cut-throats as well as we can that of our people!" my uncle exclaimed.