 proudly we hail from New York City where the American stage begins here is another program with a cast of outstanding players public service time has been made available by the station for your army and your Air Force to bring you this story as proudly we hail America's early explorers our story is entitled journey of the long knives this is a true story of the Lewis and Clark expedition and the little Indian girl who helped the white men chart the way our first act curtain will rise in just a moment but first this important message here is a brief word to the young women who will graduate from high school this year why not get an early start with a job that gives you the feeling of being of real service to your country you'll enjoy that feeling in the modern women's army corps besides you'll be in a job that will be a little different every day and you'll be getting the finest technical training in the world so don't let opportunity pass you by visit your nearest United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station today they knew her by many names guide of the long knives was one of them but today a river fed by the great Missouri bears the name by which she is remembered by Indian and the white man alike Sakha Joey the name taken away from her but restored that winter in which our story begins in October of 1804 the overland expedition led by Lewis and Clark sought winter quarters in the village of the Mandan Indians in the heart of the Dakotas William Clark and Mary with a Lewis had been commissioned by President Thomas Jefferson to undertake a voyage of exploration through the unknown uncharted regions of the vast new United States to seek and chart a passage to the sea and so it was in the second winter of their voyage that Lewis and Clark known to the Indians as leaders of the long knives reached the village of the Mandan which lay on the outer fringe of the vast unknown here on this high blood overlooking the Missouri River they hope to make their winter quarter I can't have freeing some uneasiness Billy those drums speak a language we don't understand I'm afraid the Sioux War drums have spoiled our taste for this sort of music it's more than that it's the barrier of language that stands in our way didn't their chief give us to understand we'd soon have an interpreter yes perhaps the man he's sending will shed some light on the things we have to know well so long as he's a man we can trust wait wait I think there's someone standing outside I noticed when the wind caught the flap at the door well there's one way to find out yes there is someone come in and don't be afraid of us what is your name why do they call you it is the name they gave to me Billy she's not a miscribe at all for one thing her English is so much better than the other her husband probably caught it to her they mustn't better see the talking about it a small one why are you called grass woman have they told you to be afraid of us look here you mustn't be just because they call us the long knives they have new names for him now for me what is it well a pretty apt description of that I don't know wait you don't think the color of my hair means huh they don't know to take the power from my hair power from my hair you mean they think my because of what why did you tell I should not have done it so that's what the drums mean Billy what are we going to do we must win their trust their confidence and I think did you hear that cry yes just outside it sounded like Billy on the ground it's the young girl what did you do to that girl woman is my wife she talked too much I'm Captain Clark this is Captain Lewis I'm sharp I know look here sharp I know you realize your wife's condition is very delicate you don't need to talk to me like you talk to savage your treatment of this woman is worse than savage if you continue Captain Lewis is right we reserve the right to choose our own interpreter have you think really because you've been sent to us no one else in the tribe can speak English as good as I understand as many Indian tongues I'm sorry my man I think Captain Clark will agree that there's nothing to discuss with you until you give us proof of your goodwill goodwill not enough then I am not one of them but white man like yourself we will discuss all of this later I'll be why kept us get another time he calls her grass woman can't be more than 18 yeah I'm about to have a child I wonder where she comes from wait don't hurry away won't you stay and talk with me the drums in chance of stopped in the village someone has spoken to the chief and told him red hair like mine is a common thing among white he would only believe someone who had been among the white people you did a brave thing that is your name the name you would not tell us but your wings have been clipped perhaps it was not meant that I should fly back to my people where are they the people you were taken from one day you will stand at a bend in the big river where it feeds a little river running to the south you will look through the great class that white man puts to his eye and you will see the shining mountains like people live beyond those mountains of this and the sun beyond that range of rocky mountains in the West my people are the shoshone my brother would have been their chief tell me the story I remember the freezing clouds were forming in the sky and we were on the verge of winter without hides to protect us and seeds and berries to keep us alive there began a journey of the tribe through the mountains to the country of our enemies the black feet my brother who had hunted for many moons led the tribe through the steep and stony passes every night was watchful and every morning brought a new threat of danger as we moved deeper and deeper into black feet territory and then one morning not tiring are you sucka shall we uh no no I only reigned my horse him to have another look at the past shooting up to the right good good little sister that is my reason for bringing you on these early morning rides ahead of the tribe so that you will know the ground and be able to lead the children to safety we have looked from the top of the ridge we have seen many mountains ahead of us yes little sister we will start back we must keep a constant vigil we are close to the country of what is that war cries of the black feet where are they below us there must be 200 descending on the camp how could we have missed seeing them what are we to do brother you are to hide in the rocks I will ride down and do what I can brother look from this side band of them have spotted us on the ridge and are riding this way quickly onto my horse will ride like the wind it is too late quickly suck it away while there's no time very well my arms will catch you there now on on gold jamele I saw a tomahawk grazed over the head of my brother he shrieked once once only I turned so it's not to see and was torn from my horse by rough hands it was very close to annihilation what happened to my tribe I was taken to the winter camp of the black feet where the knife river meets the big river that you follow to the west in their camp I served in the tent of the chief and I remember his love for gambling never knowing that my fate would rest on the notch sticks with which he gambled until one night a visitor I'd seen before will shake sticks in hand this time then you may arrange them chief what cloud does not trust shabano when he is winning I do not trust the loose light feeling that the gift of shabano rings to my head or trust shabano's whiskey it is the notched sticks that do the mischief they have already lost my best horse to you shabano silver treasures of my scores prize collection what else have I to risk the chief prize of your scores collection that fine slave girl who towers in the corner one they call sapatouille yes that is her name I seem to remember thinking it was a strange name for one in captivity bird woman you know the language of many tribes with the flaming water loosens the tongue does it not give courage to to gamble on your wife's prize possession the tongue is loose to ask you shabano what crimes you run from that take you from tribe to tribe bringing us gifts that burn in the head tricks that baffle the mind shake well the sticks it is not it is not notched and I have caught the bird in my hand I can feel our wings flutter now I have caught the bird in my hand caught in rough hands again and this time brought here to the village of overlooking the valley through which the big river runs to the way it leads back to your people does it not sacaja wea it will take us to the shining mountains there it pours into many rivers that lead to the valley of my feet in the spring when the great ice flows melt and the sun warms the land again will you lead us to the shining mountains and through them by the passes your brother taught you you mean you wish grass woman to lead to a great not the grass woman the bird woman you must not call me that in my husband's hearing it is against his wish that I should return to my people we will overcome these objections if there is gold in it he will wish to come to and that you cannot oppose if I go he holds high favor with the chief of the tribe we will find a place for him in our party you are forgetting one thing soon I bear his son by the time we are ready to travel your son will be born and I could carry him on my back I've seen others carry such burdens and not feel them at all then it is agreed that I am to be the guide of the long night as the tribe calls you of Lewis and Clark as you must learn to call us we seek a passage to the sea and with your help sacaja wea we will find it you are listening to the proudly we hail production of journey of the long night we'll return to our story in just a moment after this important announcement young woman how about your future does it include an interesting and important job a job that will take you to the exciting places of the world places where tomorrow's history is being made today right now young women like yourself are urgently needed to serve their country in the women's army core here's your opportunity to secure your future go to your nearest United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station and get all the facts today you are listening to proudly we hail now we present the second act of journey of the long night in 1803 president Jefferson had seen the need for a voyage of exploration his former secretary Mary whether Lewis and Lewis's friend William Clark were picked for the great task and so it was that on April 7 1805 when the Lewis and Clark expedition continued on up the Missouri sacaja wea went with them as guide and interpreter in a Papus cradle on her strong young back she carried a two months old baby her firstborn son the course of the river turned westward and the party followed it in flat bottom canoes and a square sail keelboat drawn by many oars but almost at once there was trouble and the rapids are very bad at this point I hope Charbonneau keeps his hand firmly on the teller of the lead boat after our talk last night I have no doubt he will in spite of what he said about the Indians great fear of this particular stretch of water I can see why I think there's more superstition tied in with it than anything else after all it's the white man not the Indian who never got beyond this point this is it then our entrance into the unknown territory we have strong boats should have no trouble unless I have my eye on Charbonneau he knows it the lead boat ahead in shipping water our instruments are in that boat worse than that we is in that boat with a baby she's holding to a spar the boat will be all right as long as Charbonneau holds the teller but he's let it go of it really what are you doing you're pointing your gun directly at his head yes and he sees it now oh he's taking the rudder again and he'll hold it with a grip of iron or have a lead bullet in his head water spilling the boat it'll stay upright as long as Charbonneau holds the teller Dr. Joey I can't hold on to that spar much longer her grip is loosening Billy she's falling into the water what about the papoose the baby I can't take my eye off Charbonneau oh it doesn't matter that our instruments are lost what will happen to Dr. Joey and her baby the boat is riding itself it's on an even keel the baby as long as Charbonneau holds that cutter on course I can write in my journal that no other white man has been above this spot but what good is our being here with our maps and instruments not well at least Sacajawea saved herself by catching hold of the side of the boat of course you may come in how is your baby? warm and happy thinking now as you can see I had to send him at once it could not come to you with me Billy our instrument cases Sacajawea you saved at the risk of your own life at the risk of your baby do you know how important those charts and instruments are to us Sacajawea I know that we use them more than we use long knives at your side and so I know they might be good why did you bring me to the top of this ridge Sacajawea what do you want me to see remember Sacajawea promised captain that he will stand at a bend in the big river where it feeds little river flowing south that he will put the great glass to his eye see the shining mouth there is little river to the south and by all it there are the mountains to the west a day's journey and we'll be in them wait till I mark that little river on the chart we'll call it by George we'll call it Sacajawea's man you name it for the white man to find does it mean all this all nature now belong to white man Sacajawea is the white man's knowledge of the land increases he can bring into this country the sort of understanding it will end the kind of warfare that took me from the old people the waterfalls and mountains will belong to you all right this is the promise we bring to your people in those mountains in the distance I understand but I know the I have never seen but will they understand we do not find the Indians friendly I fear the successful issue of our voyage will be very doubtful we are now several hundred miles with you what do you want Charbonneau I want Captain Lewis to tell me why Captain Clark take grass woman my wife with parking stony passes not return for several days you know as well as I do we are close to the summer camp of the Shoshone Sacajawea's people unless we find them soon and make certain of their friendship you are so sure it makes friendship grass woman returning to our people it is the only way we know to show them we want friendship we starve without their help in these mountains grass woman has been away from people for a long time as live with black feet till I take her to live with mandant time how do you know we know nothing we can only hope and pray that their journey is successful what are you planning Charbonneau what is in your mind we camp here for the night it's tense out of the wind we will be well protected here in this past black feet territory is part of the north soon there will be a sign one of my people do you think they will remember you secretary we have been five years but there are many in the camp without their help we cannot go on captain look up there against the sky it's Charbonneau the shadows in the past are so deep he cannot see us wait there's another form on the ridge above us who could it be Charbonneau make sign of friendly greeting greeting shows I am friend does it not what is it you want white man I am not white man I was born half Indian my name Charbonneau why do you come into Shoshone country to warn you I bring a warning of white men white men camp not far from here plan raid on your people with their sticks that shoot fire and lightning advanced party of them are in the past below us you tell this you hold thunder stick in hand I throw it on ground to show I am friend of Indian I take you to our chief by then the white man will have made his thunder echo in your valley bringing death Charbonneau show you how to bring death to white man who camps for night below us Charbonneau and his horse loose and boulders that tip on edge of cliff white man unwise to gallop horse close to edge but this is how we drive white man from your mountain or storms to lose on that spot to bear weight of man and horse boulders like these when the ledge he's giving way to white man morning I'm falling down into ravine chief Kamawate where body of half white man had fallen body was crushed but white men in ravine not hurt by falling stones here here are long knives that they wear at their sides you say among them was Indian woman of this tribe her tongue say this chief Kamawate but it has sound of distant tribe the fox has done well to bring them here let them advance into my tent we will see if she be of our tribe yes chief of seven white man and Indian woman come forward into tent of chief Kamawate our heads in presence of chief of seven knives great chief of Shoshone advance woman from distant hills you say you are of this tribe raise your head that we may see your face my sister we must not betray our feelings in front of white men white men will leave and they meet your help to journey to great sea and we will talk of these things later little sister you were on the ridge with me I saw the tomahawk raised above your head the first of the knives in my saddlebag stopped that tomahawk now tell me about yourself little sister I begin with day and winter when white men came to village of Mandan Indians and I waited outside their hut to spread council blanket upon the ground please come into tent of chief second Joe we are their tears in your eyes as your brother refused he talked through me I interpret only I can tell chief Kamawate tell him second Joe we are any promise we can make within our power my sister tell them of terms white captain mr. received men in the amount that he needs for journey ponies to bear the heavy burdens provisions to feed we we are to receive all of this what are the terms my brother give you all this for returning to people this means you must tell white man heart of chief new heavy burden till return of sister now heart flies it sings with new happiness but tell him chief us himself if song has left heart of sake Joe we are because she must stay the song of the air and the river is forever in my heart it was white man who returned to my sister her name Sakaja we are bird woman brother cannot clip wings again brother say fly Sakaja we are fly fly so high and free as the mighty eagle across this great land and see here's an opportunity for you young women of America an opportunity to get in step with the smartest today the rapidly expanding women's Army Corps proud newcomer on the team of defense needs qualified young women between the ages of 18 and 34 this is your chance to do an important job why not check with your local United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station today this has been another program on proudly we hail presented transcribed in cooperation with this station by the United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting service this program featured a cast of outstanding players this is Kenneth Banghart speaking and inviting you to tune in the same station next week for another interesting story on proudly we hail