I have heard, as our elders and ancient chiefs have also heard,
the means by which he thinks we can succeed: we have fasted, we have
prayed to the Master of Life to show unto us the path which we must
follow. Shoshones, we live in a strange time! Our great Manitou bids us
Red-skins obey the Pale-face, and follow him to conquer or die. I have
said! The chief of many winters will now address his warriors
and friends!"
A murmur ran through the whole assembly, who seemed evidently much moved
by this political speech from one whom they were accustomed to look upon
with dread, as the interpreter of the will of heaven. The old chief, who
had already spoken in the former council, now rose and spoke with a
tremulous yet distinct voice.
"I have fasted, I have prayed, I have dreamed. Old men, who have lived
almost all their life, have a keener perception *to read the wishes of
the Master of Life concerning the future. I am a chief, and have been a
chief during sixty changes of the season. I am proud of my station, and
as I have struck deepest in the heart of our enemies, I am jealous of
that power which is mine, and would yield it to no one, if the great
Manitou did not order it. When this sun will have disappeared behind the
salt-water, I shall no longer be a chief! Owato Wanisha will guide our
warriors, he will preside in council, for two gods are with him--the
Manitou of the Pale-faces and the Manitou of the Red-skins.
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