The pageant had really something chivalrous in its arrangement.  The Arickaras are divided into several bands, each bearing the name of some animal or bird, as the buffalo, the bear, the dog, the pheasant.  The present party consisted of four of these bands, one of which was the dog, the most esteemed in war, being composed of young men under thirty, and noted for prowess.  It is engaged in the most desperate occasions.  The bands marched in separate bodies under their several leaders.  The warriors on foot came first, in platoons of ten or twelve abreast; then the horsemen.  Each band bore as an ensign a spear or bow decorated with beads, porcupine quills, and painted feathers.  Each bore its trophies of scalps, elevated on poles, their long black locks streaming in the wind.  Each was accompanied by its rude music and minstrelsy.  In this way the procession extended nearly a quarter of a mile.  The warriors were variously armed, some few with guns, others with bows and arrows, and war clubs; all had shields of buffalo hide, a kind of defense generally used by the Indians of the open prairies, who have not the covert of trees and forests to protect them.  They were painted in the most savage style.  Some had the stamp of a red hand across their mouths, a sign that they had drunk the life-blood of a foe!

As they drew near to the village the old men and the women began to meet them, and now a scene ensued that proved the fallacy of the old fable of Indian apathy and stoicism.  Parents and children, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters met with the most rapturous expressions of joy; while wailings and lamentations were heard from the relatives of the killed and wounded.  The procession, however, continued on with slow and measured step, in cadence to the solemn chant, and the warriors maintained their fixed and stern demeanor.

Between two of the principal chiefs rode a young warrior who had distinguished himself in the battle.  He was severely wounded, so as with difficulty to keep on his horse; but he preserved a serene and steadfast countenance, as if perfectly unharmed.  His mother had heard of his condition.  She broke through the throng, and rushing up, threw her arms around him and wept aloud.  He kept up the spirit and demeanor of a warrior to the last, but expired shortly after he had reached his home.

The village was now a scene of the utmost festivity and triumph.  The banners, and trophies, and scalps, and painted shields were elevated on poles near the lodges.  There were warfeasts, and scalp-dances, with warlike songs and savage music; all the inhabitants were arrayed in their festal dresses; while the old heralds went round from lodge to lodge, promulgating with loud voices the events of the battle and the exploits of the various warriors.