"Crazy Horse was a great leader.
White men who contended with him and knew him well, spoke of him in the highest terms.
His word was not called into question by either white men or red.
He was honored by his own people and respected by his enemies.
Though they hunted and persecuted him, they murdered him because they could not conquer him."

"He was born in Southern Dakota Territory in 1844, and his parents gave him the best training as a youth.
 He grew to manhood, when it was said of him that he was ‘uncommonly handsome, of imposing stature and an Apollo in symmetry, a splendid example of refinement and grace,  modest and courteous always, and born leader of men."

"In his boyhood days there were few white men to be seen, but when met, they extended a hand of friendship.
 His name derived from a personality like a high-spirited and uncontrolled horse, hence crazy or wild horse.
 He was an expert horseman.
 When sixteen years old, he was taken along with a war-party headed by Hump, a famed Sioux Chief, on a campaign against the Gros Ventres.
 In the fight which came, the Chief’s horse was shot.
 The enemy rushed in to scalp him while struggling for release from the fallen animal, when Crazy Horse drove his pony alongside and rescued Hump, both escaping on the boy’s horse."

"When still under twenty, in a winter hunt alone, he brought in ten buffalo tongues for a council feast then being held by old men of the tribe.
 These were all taken with bow and arrows."

Crazy Horse spoke this story to Flying Hawk: ‘I was sitting on a hill or rise, and something touched me on the head.
 I felt for it and found it was a bit of grass.
I took it to look at.
 There was a trail nearby and I followed it.
 It led to water.
 I went into the water.
There the trail ended and I sat down in the water.
 I was nearly out of breath.
I started to rise out of the water, and when I came out I was born by my mother.
When I was born I could know and see and understand for a time, but afterwards went back to it as a baby.
 Then I grew up naturally.
 At the age of seven I began to learn, and when twelve began to fight enemies.
That was the reason I always refused to wear any war-dress.
 Only a bit of grass in the hair.
 That was why I always was successful in battles.
The first fight was with the Shoshones.
The Shoshones were chasing the Sioux.
 I, with my younger brother riding double.
 Two of the Shoshones came for us.
 We started to meet them.
 I killed one of them and took his horse.
 We jumped on him, my brother and I double, and escaped."

"The young brother of Crazy Horse (Little Hawk) was on a trip where now is Utah, and there he was killed by some white settlers.
 They were having some trouble with the Indians there.
When Crazy Horse learned that his brother was killed he took his wife with him and went away but told no one where he was going.
 He was gone for a long time.
 He went to the place where his brother was killed and camped in the woods where he could see the settlement.
 He stayed there nine days.
 Every day he would look around and when he saw someone he would shoot him.
 He killed enough to satisfy and then he came home."

"Crazy Horse was never with other Indians unless it was in a fight.
He was always the first in a fight, and the soldiers could not beat him in a fight.
He won every fight with the whites."

"Crazy Horse was married but had no children.
He was much alone.
He never told stories and never took a scalp from his enemies when he killed them.
He was the bravest Chief we ever had.
He was the leader and the first at the front of the Custer fight.
He never talked but always acted first.
He was my friend and we went in the Custer fight together."

"It is well known that he would never take a scalp from his fallen enemy.
 He struck the body with a switch - coupstick- to show that he neither cared for their weapons, nor cared to waste his.
 He never dressed in gaudy regalia, feathers and paint a beads; never took part in public demonstrations or dances.
 He was not an orator and was never known to make a speech.
 He never sat for
"Crazy Horse was a great leader. White men who contended with him and knew him well, spoke of him in the highest terms. His word was not called into question by either white men or red. He was honored by his own people and respected by his enemies. Though they hunted and persecuted him, they murdered him because they could not conquer him."
"He was born in Southern Dakota Territory in 1844, and his parents gave him the best training as a youth.  He grew to manhood, when it was said of him that he was ‘uncommonly handsome, of imposing stature and an Apollo in symmetry, a splendid example of refinement and grace,  modest and courteous always, and born leader of men."
"In his boyhood days there were few white men to be seen, but when met, they extended a hand of friendship.  His name derived from a personality like a high-spirited and uncontrolled horse, hence crazy or wild horse.  He was an expert horseman.  When sixteen years old, he was taken along with a war-party headed by Hump, a famed Sioux Chief, on a campaign against the Gros Ventres.  In the fight which came, the Chief’s horse was shot.  The enemy rushed in to scalp him while struggling for release from the fallen animal, when Crazy Horse drove his pony alongside and rescued Hump, both escaping on the boy’s horse."
"When still under twenty, in a winter hunt alone, he brought in ten buffalo tongues for a council feast then being held by old men of the tribe.  These were all taken with bow and arrows."
Crazy Horse spoke this story to Flying Hawk: ‘I was sitting on a hill or rise, and something touched me on the head.  I felt for it and found it was a bit of grass. I took it to look at.  There was a trail nearby and I followed it.  It led to water.  I went into the water. There the trail ended and I sat down in the water.  I was nearly out of breath. I started to rise out of the water, and when I came out I was born by my mother. When I was born I could know and see and understand for a time, but afterwards went back to it as a baby.  Then I grew up naturally.  At the age of seven I began to learn, and when twelve began to fight enemies. That was the reason I always refused to wear any war-dress.  Only a bit of grass in the hair.  That was why I always was successful in battles. The first fight was with the Shoshones. The Shoshones were chasing the Sioux.  I, with my younger brother riding double.  Two of the Shoshones came for us.  We started to meet them.  I killed one of them and took his horse.  We jumped on him, my brother and I double, and escaped." 
"The young brother of Crazy Horse (Little Hawk) was on a trip where now is Utah, and there he was killed by some white settlers.  They were having some trouble with the Indians there. When Crazy Horse learned that his brother was killed he took his wife with him and went away but told no one where he was going.  He was gone for a long time.  He went to the place where his brother was killed and camped in the woods where he could see the settlement.  He stayed there nine days.  Every day he would look around and when he saw someone he would shoot him.  He killed enough to satisfy and then he came home." 
"Crazy Horse was never with other Indians unless it was in a fight. He was always the first in a fight, and the soldiers could not beat him in a fight. He won every fight with the whites." 
"Crazy Horse was married but had no children. He was much alone. He never told stories and never took a scalp from his enemies when he killed them. He was the bravest Chief we ever had. He was the leader and the first at the front of the Custer fight. He never talked but always acted first. He was my friend and we went in the Custer fight together."
"It is well known that he would never take a scalp from his fallen enemy.  He struck the body with a switch - coupstick- to show that he neither cared for their weapons, nor cared to waste his.  He never dressed in gaudy regalia, feathers and paint a beads; never took part in public demonstrations or dances.  He was not an orator and was never known to make a speech.  He never sat for
Flying Hawk