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Title: The boy general : story of the life of Major-General George A. Custer
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Custer, Elizabeth Bacon, 1842-1933 Burt, Mary E. (Mary Elizabeth), 1850-1918
Subjects: Custer, George Armstrong, 1839-1876 Indians of North America -- Wars 1866-1895 Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.)
Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's Sons

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eytook their places according to rank in a semi-circle about the General. The pipe was filledand a match lighted by one of their number ofinferior grade, and then handed to Iron Horse,who took a few leisurely whiffs. Though wewere so shut in, the smoke was not oppressive.Their tobacco is killikinick, prepared by dryingthe bark of the ozier and mixing it with sumach.After all in the first circle had smoked a little,the General included, they observed the Indianetiquette and passed the pipe back through eachwarriors hand to the chief. It was then re-lighted, and he began again. It seemed to usthat it went back and forth an endless numberof times. No matter how pressing the emer-gency, every council begins in this manner. When the pipe was finally put away, theyasked to have Rain-in-the-face present. Hecame into the room, trying to hide his pleasureat seeing his friends and his grief at his impris-onment, but in an instant the stolid expressionsettled down on his face like a curtain. The
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THE BATTLE-FIELD OF THE LITTLE BIG HORN. Capture of Rain-in-tJic-Facc i6i officers present could scarcely believe their eveswhen they saw his brother approacli aiul kisshim. Only once before, amoni; all the tribesthey had been with, had they seen such an oc-currence. The Indian kiss is not demonstra-tive; the lips are laid softly on the cheek, andno sound is heard or motion made. It was onlythis grave occasion that induced the chief toshow such feeling. Several of the rankiii<; Ind-ians followed his example; then an old manamong them stepped in front of Rain-in-the-face, lifted his hands, and raising his eyes rev-erentially said a few words of prayer to theGreat Spirit in behalf of their unfortunatebrother. Iron Horse began his speech in the usual high-pitched, unchangeable key. He thanked theGeneral for his care of his brother, and beggedhim to ask the Great Father in Washingtonto spare his life. He then slowly took off hiselaborate buckskin shirt and presented it to myhusband. He

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