Chapter XVIII

The beginning of the end――Deeper into the mountains――The
western slope――On the edge of the snow――The golden
valley――It is all mine――Night thoughts――Last words――I
see him no more 315

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

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Sergeant MacMahon 7

The rope was again within my grasp 21

The solitary Sioux 33

At last the Sioux raised his head and spoke 44

The Sioux was now almost at the flank of the wapiti 63

His eyes all at once became fixed upon one object set within
the mid-distance 68

A brisk trade is being carried on 83

Watching an opportunity, the trader addressed the leader of
the band 94

Both dog and man were rolling together upon the ground 104

Firing the prairie grass 120

The white man was the trader McDermott 125

McDermott pulled up his horse 135

It was a curious group this, that now held its course into
the western wilds 148

We both sprang to our feet, and ran with all speed towards
the animals 168

Day after day the Sioux, with myself, or the scout, or
Donogh, set out on a hunt for venison 192

Making snowshoes 193

Strange footprints 214

Ten minutes later we rode slowly from the camp 246

The tall and majestic figure of the Far-Off Dawn rose in
the centre 261

I struck the iron butt heavily down upon the trader’s head 277

One brawny savage had reached the spot where Donogh was
lying 288

“Aim low, and fire fast” 309

“Forbear,” I cried, striking up the levelled barrel 313

“Look!” said Red Cloud, “there is the yellow dust for which
the white man fights, and robs, and kills” 320

RED CLOUD, _THE SOLITARY SIOUX_.