Campfire Stories of Indian Character 529 



with them, without further search for arms or ammuni- 

 tion. Later it was learned that that night the Indians 

 quietly loosened some of the flooring of the barrack and hid 

 their arms and ammunition beneath it, so that when a 

 more careful search of their belongings and persons was 

 made two days later, they were found to be absolutely with- 

 out weapons of any description. 



Dull Knife and his people were confined in the log bar- 

 rack at the southeast angle of the parade ground [at Fort 

 Robinson]. No doors were locked or windows barred. A 

 small guard patroled the barrack prison night and day. 



What to do with these indomitable people puzzled the 

 Indian Bureau and the army. 



In December a great council was held in the barrack 

 prison. The Sioux chiefs, Red Cloud, American Horse, 

 Red Dog, and No Flesh, came over from their agency to 

 attend it. The Government was represented by Captains 

 Wessells and Vroom and their Juniors. The Cheyennes 

 were gathered in a close circle, the officers and visiting 

 chiefs near its centre, the bucks back of them, and farther 

 back still the squaws and children. 



Red Cloud was the principal Sioux speaker. He said in 

 substance: 



"Our hearts are sore for you. 



"Many of our own blood are among your dead. This 

 has made our hearts bad. 



"But what can we do? The Great Father is all-powerful. 

 His people fill the whole earth. We must do what he says. 

 We have begged him to allow you to come to live among 



