My second awakening was heralded by a returning sense of

war bonnets. They seemed very belligerent, brandishing their muskets

in the air, dancing on one foot, calling us ugly names, and making

such other demonstrations of hostility, that it seemed at first that

nothing short of the total destruction of the party could bring about

the definite settlement that we were bent on. Still, as it was my

desire to bring them under subjection without loss of life, if

possible, I determined to see what result would follow when they

learned that their chief was at our mercy. So, sending Sam under