The Trails of the Sioux and the North

On March 3, 1866, Powell and I packed his provisions on two of our boroughs. We started down the mountainside toward the valley which led the first stage of his journey. The following of a sense of duty has always been a kind of fetish with me throughout my life. It may account for honors bestowed upon me by three republics, and the decorations and friendships of an old and powerful emperor and several lesser kings. My sword has been read many a time.