That they belonged to Oak Heart’s tribe was easy to learn; but beyond that the two young redskins were very non-committal. They had come scouting about the soldier camp for Death Killer, the new medicine chief of the Sioux; little else could the whites learn.
“Who the deuce is this Death Killer, Bill?” demanded Lieutenant Danforth.
“I’ve heard some whispers of him; but who he is I haven’t learned,” said Cody.
“Was he with the bunch that Oak Heart brought up against Fort Advance?”
“No.”
“That’s odd, isn’t it?”
“These medicine chiefs are mighty scarey of their safety. They never take many risks, you bet!”
“So Death Killer stayed at home and let his children fight the battle alone, eh?” remarked the lieutenant.
“Why, as to that, I believe the Sioux didn’t have this wonderful new chief at that time.”
“Is that so?”