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Bruce Brown's 100 Voices... Moving Robe's Story of the Battle
I saw my father (Crawler) preparing to go to the battle. I sang a death song for my young brother, One Hawk, who had been killed. I ran to a nearby thicket and got my black horse. I painted my face with crimson and braided my black hair. I was mourning. I was a woman, but I was not afraid... This is a FREE EXCERPT from Bruce Brown's For the FULL item -- with citations, notes, footnotes, etc. -- you need to BUY the COMPLETE 100 Voices, all of which is SEARCHABLE...
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SEVERAL OF US young Indian women were digging wild turnips when I saw a cloud of dust rise beyond a ridge of bluffs in the east. We looked towards camp and saw a warrior ride swiftly, shouting that the solders were only a few miles away, and that the women and children and old men should run for the hills in the opposite direction. I dropped the pointed ash stick, which I had used in digging turnips and ran toward my tipi. I saw my father running toward the horses... in a few moments we saw soldiers on horseback on a bluff just across the (river).
