An Arapaho account of Indian friendly fire and the Last Stand
LEFT HAND AT LITTLE BIGHORN
source: William Graham, The Custer Myth, The Stackpole Company, 1953, page 111
"The soldiers were up on the ridge and the Indians were all around them. There was lots of shooting all around, and the Indians were all yelling. Everyone was excited. I saw an Indian on foot, who was wounded in thel eg, and, thinking he was one of the Crow or Arikara scouts with the soldiers, I rode at him, striking at him with a long lance which I carried. The head of the lance was sharpened like an arrow. It struck him in the chest and went clear through him. He fell over a pile of dead soldiers. Afterward I found out he was a Sioux, and the Sioux were going to kill me because I had killed their friend. One Sioux tried to take my horse away from me, but I would not give him up. Everyone was excited.
The hills were swarming with Indians, all yelling and shooting. Many of the Indians had bows and arrows. As I came up on the ridge, one soldier, who was on the ground, handed me his gun. I took the gun and did not kill him, but some Sioux who were behind me killed him. I went back and took his belt, which had many cartridges in it.
Once I saw Custer. He was dressed in buckskin. It was almost at the end of the fight. He was standing up and had pistols in his hands shooting into the Indians. I did not see him again until it was all over. I walked around and saw him lying there. He was dead. Most of the soldiers were all dead, but some still moved a little. When the sun was there, all was over, not a white man was alive. The Sioux scalped a great many, then the squaws crossed the river and took all the soldiers' clothes. What they did to the dead soldiers I do not know, because I went back across the river to camp and joined the other Arapahoes. Some of the Indians went back and fought the soldiers who were barricaded on the ridge at the south end of the camp, but I did not go with them."