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Friday, 3 September 2010

Faces like Roman senators



They were the first Cheyenne I’d ever seen close to, and if the BrulĂ© Sioux had been alarming, these would have put the fear of God up Wellington. On average, they were the biggest Indians I ever saw, as big as I am—great massive-shouldered brutes with long braided hair and faces like Roman senators, and even in their distress, proud as grandees.


Flashman and the Redskins, p.83, Pan Books edition, 1983.



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