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THE SMOKING-DAYS ON CHASKA-WATER
The Red moon waned over Chaska-water, the Red and the Hunting and Leaf-falling moons.
Signal-fires rose on the hills by the lake.
Signals to all: “Come to council”.
Teepees were seen on the hills — painted and beautiful teepees, red and orange and brown, the tents of the tribes now assembling.
A herald outcries:
“The days grow short and the Mad moon comes. Old Peboan's scouts have spied out our camp. Oh, blacken your faces for Chaska-water.”
That night came the hostile spies ..text pokračuje
