I sure never will forget it.

Old Gall, he pointed here an' there, showin' where Rain-in-th'-Face was, an' where Crazy Hoss was, an' where Crow King was--an' all th' rest of th' other chiefs.
"An' then Barry, who was interpretin' for th' old Injun, asked him quiet-like, in th' Injun lingo, 'How many of you was there, John ?' An' th' old Injun he paused like, while every one waited t' hear, an' then he pointed to th' ground, an' said some Injun words.

An' Barry, he said in that quiet, firm, even voice o' his'n, 'We were like the blades of grass on the ground.' So you see what th' old Seventh was up ag'inst, boys.
"A mighty funny thing happened after th' talk.

You all know Will Curley.
He's s'posed t' be th' only survivor of Custer's men.

No, I ain't sure he is.