This is a terrific story of a young white man's time with the Piegan Blackfeet. James Willard Schultz came west for adventure and joined an Indian trading post 45 miles north of Fort Benton, Montana.

He not only traded furs, gold, liquor, and dressmakers goods to the Indians, but became fluent in the language of the Blackfeet, sharing in their hunts and wars and even taking a young Indian wife.

It's a somewhat self-conscious story from a masculine vantagepoint during a time when warrior bravado was in vogue and the buffalo were still thriving. This book portrays a segment of Native American life and culture just before the buffalo were diminished and the people were forced to reservations.

Given that _Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee: an Indian History of the American West_ by Dee Brown contains only 2 or 3 pages in reference to the Blackfeet, a book such as _My Life As an Indian_ is a superb addition to one's bookshelf. Recommended.

I just came online to see if it was in print. I have had a copy of this book from the 1935 paperback that my Grandfather gave me when I was a boy. Not that I was a boy in 1935, it was actually in the early 70s. . .I was captivated by the stories JW Schultz lived! Helping his friend steal his wife from under the nose of the ever watchful father. It still grips me even today. Alas, my old copy is just that, old. That is how I came to write these words. Ordering a fresh paperback.

I cannot recommend this book more highly!

I absolutely loved this book, I couldn't put it down! I have been to the Blackfeet Reservation and Glacier Park many times, and while reading this book I could just imagine how it was back then. It gave me a new perspective on Indian life. I would recommend this book to anyone who loves a good story about the old west and the Indians.

First read it in the 6th grade and almost every year for the past 30 years. Love this book-a classic.

This book is about the experiences of a white boy and an Indian boy who are trapped in the Rockies during the winter. It was written in 1912 and is said to be a true story as told to the author, who in the 1870s lived among the Black foot tribe. Full of adventure, it is also a moving story of cooperation by members of two different cultures, and the friendship that develops between them. I would highly recommend it to parents. I read this book in elementary school and for over 20 years, I could recall scenes from the book, but was unsure of the title. When I moved back to my home town, I searched the local schools for it, without success. I had told my family about this on many occasions and recently my mother found it in her attic. She had bought it at a school book sale years ago and it had been sitting in a box since then. She surprised my on my birthday with it and it was great to read and see how my memory compared with what was actually written.