The sun rises over the broad lands of the Sioux to the eastward as we leave the shadowy Niobrara behind.
We were travelling in a direction a little north of west, and from one to half a dozen miles south of the Niobrara River.
With another day it was started under escort for Niobrara, its late owners, cursing their fate, unwilling passengers inside.
Did you give any man permission to ride back after you left the Niobrara Friday morning?
At its mouth, where it empties into the Niobrara, it is 165 feet wide.
