FRANCIS LYNDE KROLL
ILLUSTRATED BY CHARLES H. GEER
GROSSET & DUNLAP
NEW YORK
Copyright 1952 by Lantern Press, Inc.
MANUFACTURED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
To L.L.C. whose firm, kind guidance of another young warrior long ago is gratefully remembered. F.L.K.
Little Bear sat far back in the great wigwam.The warriors formed a circlearound the council fire in front of him. LittleBear had listened to the long debate wishinghe dared speak. Plainly two of the older warriorswanted this small hunting party to returnto the main Sioux camp. He bent forwardto listen as Big Buffalo, one of those twowarriors, stood up to speak.
“It is foolish to stay longer.” Big Buffalospoke slowly. “The Pawnees have driven thebuffalo from our hunting grounds. Next theywill attack this small party.”
The moment Big Buffalo sat down, FlyingArrow leaped to his feet.
“Let’s drive the Pawnees out,” he roared.
Little Bear had to clap his hands over hismouth to keep from shouting his approval.With deep disappointment he saw the headsaround the circle shake in disagreement. Eventhe young warriors, whom he would haveexpected to approve Flying Arrow’s words,shook their heads. Little Bear’s eyes lightedwith hope when he saw his grandfather, GreatBear, get to his feet.
“The Pawnees on the other side of the riverare many,” Great Bear pointed out. “We aretoo few to attack them. We could send to themain camp for more warriors, but that wouldtake long. Yet, if we are alert, we can get meatto take back to t