She shudders, and remembers that the wolves of the prairie are starving too! Food is found at last; the strength of the buffalo yields to the arrow of the Sioux.

We will have food and not die, is the joyful cry of all, and when their fierce appetites are appeased, they carry with them on their return to their village, the skins of the animals with the remainder of the meat.
The sufferings of famine and fatigue, however, are followed by those of disease; the strength of many is laid low.

They must watch, too, for their enemies are at hand..