Crow and the men made camp that night next to the Platt River. The horses were cared for and then tethered. It was decided to cold camp that night so there would be no fires. Earl, Crow and Tala tended to the two men who had been wounded during the killing of the raiders. As night slipped over the camp, the night sounds of frogs and insects and the occasional soulful howl of a wolf pierced through the warm, humid air. Tala came over to Crow and sat down. “Do you still have your shirt?”
Crow, who was smoking his pipe, took it from his mouth and said, “Yes.”
“I think it would be good if you started wearing it. The Cheyenne and the Sioux are still raiding. They are angry because the white man has come looking for gold on their land. They have also decided that the Crow must give up their la
