Little Bighorn 8 I take my boy to the battlefield we pause in the locust grass to read a warning sign, 'Beware of rattlesnakes. Stay on the path!' My son's little hand in mine we climb the steady ridge where the Sioux appeared that day like feathered cougars in the sun. I point out the crosses. 'The soldiers fell here, understand?' 'Yes, daddy, they stepped off the path and the rattlesnakes bit them dead!'
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The Brood (1992)