We saw the Sioux separate thus into two bands, the men remaining behind riding back and forth, whooping and holding aloft their weapons.

We heard the note of a dull war drum beating the clacking of their rattles and the shrill notes of their war whistles.
"They'll fight," said Auberry.

"Look at 'em!" "Here they come," said Belknap, coolly.

"Get down, men." [Illustration: AT EVERY TURN FORCED TO HIDE THEIR TRACKS].