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brother, I committed this murder. I am tired of life. I am 
hunted down like a wild beast, and I want to die. I tried to 
join the Camanches; but would have starved to death before 
I could have found them.” Food was set before him, of 
which he partook. His brother and he then walked out of 
the village, when the former said to him, “My brother, you 
have disgraced our tribe, and it is my duty to kill you. I 
have all along told you that your course of life would lead 
you to this, and however painful it may be to me, yet justice 
demands the sacrifice, I must kill you.” Stepping behind 
him he then felled him to the earth with his tomahawk, and 
with repeated blows despatched him. .A council was then 
held, at which the brother made a speech, stating what he 
had done, and why, ending by calling for a volunteer to 
behead the body and take the head into the fort, as the dis- 
tance was too great and the weather too hot to take the 
whole corpse: No one volunteering, he then said, “I must 
do it myself,” which he did, and carried the head to Fort 
Arbuckle, where it was buried. Such is Indian justice. 
We passed the rancho and encamped about a mile below, 
intending to wait for the Camanches, who had not yet arrived. 
Soon after encamping, Ke-tum-e-see again made his appear- 
ance. He said he had concluded not to take his wives with 
him, as it was uncertain where he should find his band, and 
they might have a long ride—a rare instance of consideration 
in a wild Indian. He left them in charge of Connor, and 
started in course of the afternoon. 
