The Oregon Trail Illustrations

by

Thomas Hart Benton

 
 
Chapter XIV: The Ogallalla Village
 
At last old Mene-Seela, or Red-Water, who sat by himself at one side, looked up with his withered face, and said he had always known what the thunder was. It was a great black bird; and once he had seen it, in a dream, swooping down from the Black Hills, with its loud roaring wings; and when it flapped them over a lake, they struck lightning from the water.

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