Chapter 47
WE LEFT HIM upon the mountain under the wide sky, but we did not leave him as he had fallen, although he might have wished it to be.
We did not know how the Umatilla would have buried him, and Short Bull was unconscious and unable to tell us. The day had not many hours to go, and our way was hard. The Bull lay upon his travois, and we must take him to a place beside a stream where his wound could be treated and where he could rest, this young Indian who was our friend.
So we buried Uruwishi as a Plains Indian might be buried, and if all was not perfect, at least it was done with respectful hands.
We cut four poles in the forest below the rim, and we stood them up in the ground and set them solidly there; then we built a platform of boughs and on it we placed the body of Uruwishi, his rifle beside him, with his ammunition belt and his medicine bag, and we covered him with his blanket and weighted the edges with stones.
He had brought his best clothes, knowing his time was near, and it was not until we stripped him to dress him in his best that we found the bullet wound, low down on his left side. He had bled much, but he had stopped the wound with moss and said nothing.
We could have let him lie where he fell, as men who die in battle are sometimes left, but our respect was too great, so we lifted him up, covered him over, and then Stacy, who had lived among Indians, sang a song of the dead warriors.
When he had done we rode away, but once, before I went over the rim of the mountain and out of sight, I looked back.
The frame was stark against the sky, and I thought I saw the old man’s hair blow in the wind, and I turned away, feeling I had left behind another father, one I had known a brief time only where the streams ran cold and clear and the stars stood bright in the sky.
Tonight he would ride the Milky Way, which the Cree call the Chief’s Road, and I would go back to our town and after a while back to Ninon and the life that lay before me.
Author’s Note
THE TOWN IN my story is fictional, the locale is not. In the area there were three settlements, now ghost towns, or practically so. These were Miner’s Delight, South Pass City, and Atlantic City, the latter so-called because of its location on the Atlantic side of the Continental Divide. The site of the town in the story is actually close to that of Miner’s Delight, but not identical. The inhabitants of the town are fictional, although similar characters made the westward trek.
The first woman ever elected to public office in the United States was Esther Hobart Morris, in 1870. She was elected Justice of the Peace, but bears no relationship to the Ruth Macken of my story. The Honorable William H. Bright pushed through the legislature the bill that gave women the franchise in Wyoming. This was in 1869.
The Medicine Wheel lies at the northern edge of the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming at an elevation of 10,000 feet. Who its builders were, we do not know; its purposes were obviously astronomical, and a somewhat similar Wheel in Canada has been dated at 2500 B.C. Similar structures were built in many parts of the world at about that time.
When I first visited the area some 35 years ago the central cairn was much larger than at present. Vandals have carried away stones for some stupid reason of their own. Indians to whom I talked at the time knew nothing of its origin, merely saying it had been built by “the people who went before.”
On the relatively flat top of Medicine Mountain there are numerous holes, and stones dropped into these holes may be heard to fall for a considerable distance. There are numerous caves in the area and it has been suggested the entire mountain may be hollow.
One thing seems apparent: The Medicine Wheel, although considered a sacred place by many tribes, was actually built before any of the historical tribes arrived in the area.
About Louis L’Amour
“I think of myself in the oral tradition—
as a troubadour, a village tale-teller, the man
in the shadows of the campfire. That’s the way
I’d like to be remembered as a storyteller.
A good storyteller.”
IT IS DOUBTFUL that any author could be as at home in the world re-created in his novels as Louis Dearborn L’Amour. Not only could he physically fill the boots of the rugged characters he wrote about, but he literally “walked the land my characters walk.” His personal experiences as well as his lifelong devotion to historical research combined to give Mr. L’Amour the unique knowledge and understanding of people, events, and the challenge of the American frontier that became the hallmarks of his popularity.
Of French-Irish descent, Mr. L’Amour could trace his own family in North America back to the early 1600s and follow their steady progression westward, “always on the frontier.” As a boy growing up in Jamestown, North Dakota, he absorbed all he could about his family’s frontier heritage, including the story of his great-grandfather who was scalped by Sioux warriors.
Spurred by an eager curiosity and desire to broaden his horizons, Mr. L’Amour left home at the age of fifteen and enjoyed a wide variety of jobs including seaman, lumberjack, elephant handler, skinner of dead cattle, miner, and an officer in the transportation corps during World War II. During his “yondering” days he also circled the world on a freighter, sailed a dhow on the Red Sea, was shipwrecked in the West Indies and stranded in the Mojave Desert. He won fifty-one of fifty-nine fights as a professional boxer and worked as a journalist and lecturer. He was a voracious reader and collector of rare books. His personal library contained 17,000 volumes.
Mr. L’Amour “wanted to write almost from the time I could talk.” After developing a widespread following for his many frontier and adventure stories written for fiction magazines, Mr. L’Amour published his first full-length novel, Hondo, in the United States in 1953. Every one of his more than 120 books is in print; there are nearly 270 million copies of his books in print worldwide, making him one of the bestselling authors in modern literary history. His books have been translated into twenty languages, and more than forty-five of his novels and stories have been made into feature films and television movies.
His hardcover bestsellers include The Lonesome Gods, The Walking Drum (his twelfth-century historical novel), Bendigo Shafter, Last of the Breed, and The Haunted Mesa. His memoir, Education of a Wandering Man, was a leading bestseller in 1989. Audio dramatizations and adaptations of many L’Amour stories are available on cassette tapes from Bantam Audio publishing.
The recipient of many great honors and awards, in 1983 Mr. L’Amour became the first novelist ever to be awarded the Congressional Gold Medal by the United States Congress in honor of his life’s work. In 1984 he was also awarded the Medal of Freedom by President Reagan.
Louis L’Amour died on June 10, 1988. His wife, Kathy, and their two children, Beau and Angelique, carry the L’Amour publishing tradition forward.
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Smoke from This Altar
BENDIGO SHAFTER
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