Mike Vendetti

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1,621 appearances 1 recordings 1 series first heard Jul 2026 last heard 21 Jul

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Eagle Butte was the only point south of the Bighorn and in the valley of the plant, from which it could be seen.
And famous were these two points in the old days of the frontier for the beacon fires that burned or the mirror signals that flashed on their summits when the war parties of the Sioux were afield.
It was the sight of puffs of smoke sailing skyward from the crest of the middle tooth that caught Ray's attention the moment he reached the second ridge.
A moment before had been devoted to recalling some of his eager men who, from the extreme right of the swinging skirmish line, had broken away in pursuit of certain intentional laggards.
Then a dozen of the Indians, finding themselves no longer followed, gathered at comparatively safe distance across the prairie, and while in eager consultation, the
Found time for taunting, challenging, and occasionally firing at the distant and angering troopers whom Sergeant Scott had sharply ordered back, and Ray, after calm survey of these fellows through his glasses, had then leveled it at the trio of buttes along the distant ridge, and turned to Field, sitting silent and disappointed by his side.
Therefield, said
said the captain, take this glass and look at those signal smokes.
Stabber has more men now at his call than he had when he started, and more yet are coming.
They were just praying you would charge with a handful of men.
They would have let you through, then closed around and cut you off.
D'ye see, boy?
Field touched his hat brim.
You know them best, sir.
was the brief answer.
What I wanted was a chance at those fellows hanging about our front and calling us names.
You'll get it, I'm thinking before we're an hour older.
They know whether we're bound and mean to delay us all they can.
Ah, Clayton, he added, as the junior lieutenant rode up to join them.
While his platoon dismounted to reset saddles behind the screen of the skirmish line, men look full of fight, don't they?
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