The Prairie Traveler

I remember, upon one occasion, as I was riding with a Delaware upon the prairies, we crossed the trail of a large party of Indians traveling with lodges. The tracks appeared to me quite fresh, and I remarked to the Indian that we must be near the party. Oh no, said he, the trail was made two days before, in the morning, at the same time pointing with his finger to where the sun would be at about 8 o'clock.