- oners. The Tetons had attacked their village down the
river, and had burned forty lodges and killed seventy-five warriors.
When dusk fell the dance was started, by the light of a fire, in the middle of the council house. The Sioux warriors danced, and the Sioux women danced; but at midnight the captains told the chief that everybody was tired and it was time to go to bed.
"The chief he say: 'Ver' well. Now sleep. To-*morrow more Sioux come, to talk with de great father.' He want you to stay," interpreted Drouillard.
"We will stay and see these other Sioux," answered Captain Lewis. "What do you think, Will?"
"If you say so, Merne," replied Captain Clark. "But there's some trick in this. We mustn't be caught off guard—and of course we mustn't show that we're afraid, either."
But no visiting Sioux turned up, although the boats waited all day. At night another dance was given.
"We in bad feex," asserted One-eyed Cruzatte. "Dose Teton, dey keep us. I t'ink dey plan mischief. I wish we go on."
Everybody was nervous.
"Now I wonder if we're in for a fight," spoke Corporal Warfington.
"Sure," said Patrick Gass, "we can lick 'em."
Amidst the dusk ashore, while Peter, tired of the noise and dancing, was wandering a few steps, a low voice hailed him, in Oto
