If any of your horses should stray away, my young men will bring them back to you." As the old chief concluded, General Sherman, rising, shook his hand and said: "My red brother, your beautiful and romantic reception has deeply touched the hearts of my friends and myself.

We most heartily thank you for it.

When we are rested, and after we have slept in your wild prairie city, we should like to hold a council with the chiefs and warriors congregated here." When the officers returned to their own camp they agreed that the feast was very grand, that the Indian maidens who served it were very pretty in their gay costumes and beautiful moccasins.

Most of them, however, had observed that the hands of the squaws who did the cooking looked as if they had not touched water for several months.

It stuck in the memory of some of the guests that, in their efforts to clean the tinware, the squaws had left more soap in the corners than was necessary.