The tragedy of the Indians on the American prairie during the white migration across the continent will never be forgotten or forgiven. The American government thought they had purchased the west from France and Mexico, but the real owners were the Indian Nations. Within several decades in the late 19th century, their freedom to roam the land was taken away and a way of life that had lasted for 200 generations vanished. Their freedom to live and love, and fight and die as they chose was lost, but their pride survived. I know; I knew them.
This third book weaves the adventure of an American pioneer family into the larger drama of the demise of the great Indian Horse Culture of the prairie. Hang on tight to this tale of adventure, emotion, triumph and tragedy.