And as soon as I set eyes on him I recognized him as old Rain-in-the-Face, whom I had often seen and talked with at Fort Laramie, and whose children taught me the Sioux language as we played about the wagon-beds together.

Among these children was the son who succeeded to the name of Rain-in-the-Face, and who years later, it is asserted, killed General George A.Custer in the massacre of the Little Big Horn.
I showed the chief my broken leg, and asked him if he did not remember me.

He replied that he did.

I asked him if he intended to kill the boy who had been his children's playmate.

He consulted with his warriors, who had begun busily to loot the cabin.