long-horse with half of the Absaroke stopped in the strong woods high up on one side of a ravine, and I stayed with them.
long-horse moved toward this place guided by the men we had met.
long-horse was killed, and a few Absaroke wounded, but we got many scalps, one of which is mine.
He had seen a few of these after the long-horse fight, but he was younger and did not understand.
long-horse and the white chief, a big man with short hair, made a long talk.
When long-horse gave his war-whoop, we all fired, and jumping on our ponies charged into them.