The Redskin Who Saved The White Man’s Hide

Chief Washakie earned his battle scars in the service of the Great White Father, who—for once at least—kept faith with an Indian

 

General George Crook, United States Army, angular and bearded, resisted the impulse to consult his watch again. From the opening of his tent he could have seen the wide stretch of sagebrush-covered hills to the west over the willow bottoms of Goose Creek, but he was tired of looking at it. Why didn’t Washakie come?

 
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