By James Willard Schultz
A fur dealer from 1878 to 1904, Schultz married a Pikuni (Blackfoot) girl, grew to become a member of the tribe, and used to be given the Blackfoot identify Apikuni. With the disappearance of the buffalo it used to be as tough for Schultz to regulate to the hot lifestyle because it used to be for the opposite Blackfeet. He took to the mountains and explored the jap slope of the Rockies, searching video game and guiding different hunters and explorers, together with George chook Grinnell, the Baring brothers, and Ralph Pulitzer. He named mountains, glaciers, and lakes; he used to be the 1st to spot the mountain goat; and during his and Grinnell’s efforts the northern element of the yankee Rockies was once set aside as Glacier nationwide Park.
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Page 14 Well, Many-Tail-Feathers finally did achieve his purpose, that of killing his and the Pikuni's enemy, White Dog, but not until several years had passed, and he failed to find and return to him the horses and mules of Lieutenant Beacom. On this last and successful war trail, went with him Bear Head, my good friend, and many a night I have listened to him tell of the events of that long journey to the camp of the Cutthroats. "Apikuni," he would say, "you remember how many times Many-Tail-Feathers had tried to kill his enemy.
To prowl about in the camp and lead out the horses that we needed would be dangerous enough. But for our leader, Little Otter, and White Antelope to go from lodge to lodge drawing aside, however slightly, the door curtains and peeking in looking for White Dog, well, that, we thought, was craziness. They would surely be Page 18 discovered by some of the people, of evening visiting about from lodge to lodge. And then what chance for us all to get away? But we must do our best to follow our leader's orders.
He is an artist of narrative and a master of suspense. One follows his stories with breathless interest and deplores the thinning pages at the end of the book. If only there were more and more and more! If only his books were not so fewonly thirty-seven. But now there is anotherthis wonderful volume of reminiscences and stories. There are a few discrepancies in Apikuni's stories. Sometimes his memory failed him where his notes were incomplete. Not infrequently the same tale was related by different persons at long intervals, so that the details and at times even the participants varied.