I have a pride in giving them to Custer myself, because of the trouble I 've had in getting them here.

But perhaps I may not come back, and in that case there would n't be any one living to tell her the truth.

That thought has bothered me ever since I pulled out of Cheyenne.

It seems to me that there is going to be a big fight somewhere in these hills before long.

I 've seen a lot of Indians riding north within the last four days, and they were all bucks, rigged out in war toggery, Sioux and Cheyennes.