Given to Mr. Sanford (Indian agent), Mr. Chouteau, Mr. M'Kenzie, and myself, in a Sioux village, 1400 miles above St. Louis, 1833. The only food was dog’s meat, and this is the highest honour they can confer on a stranger.
495. An Indian Council, Sioux—Chiefs in profound deliberation.
496. Camanchee War Party, mounted on wild horses, armed with shields, bows, and lances.
497. Scalping, Sioux; showing the mode of taking the scalp.
498. Scalping, Mandans—“Conqueror conquered.”
From a story of the Mandans—took place in front of the Mandan village.
499. Wild Horses at Play, Texas, of all colours, like a kennel of hounds.
500. Throwing the Laso, with a noose, which falls over the horse’s neck.
501. Breaking down the Wild Horse, with hobbles on his fore feet, and the laso around his under jaw.
502. A Bird’s-Eye View of the Mandan Village, 1800 miles above St. Louis, on the west bank of the Missouri River.