Good imagery choice: the soldiers tromping across Loved by the Buffalo's wheel, wagons in tow. Not so good a choice: those same soldiers playing baseball with the wheel in the outfield. You mean to tell me that on an endless, open plain, they wouldn't have found a field without a piled-rock sculpture in it? Anyway, anybody blame Robert for shooting that bushwhacker (I just wanted to use that word in a sentence) in the back? Me neither. Of course, hearing him try to convince Clara she had nothing to worry about when he's out in the hills rings a little hollow considering he just lost his pal to a bullet. (How did he explain that one away, anyway? We never saw him talk about the guy again. Life's not a video game, y'know.) Moving right along... "You've done your work. You've found the Sioux," Custer tells Jacob Jr. and his Indian friend. "If you're so afraid of them, go now. Leave the fighting to us." Of course, Custer wasn't talking about really brave fighting, necessarily, since he was planning to cut off and attack the Sioux who were fleeing the battle. Obviously, it didn't work out for him. But it's a testament to the humanity with which Into the West tells its story that though we see Custer and his forces largely as villains, there's no joy in watching them defeated, especially when Jacob Jr. is among the dead. (Nice moment there, too, when his parents show up to see where he died and Robert talks about the legendary Jacob Wheeler, not realizing he's speaking to that very man.)
Now on to the slower tragedy in the making, watching the well-intentioned Captain Pratt forcing the poor Indian children to become "civilized" in his school. (Hey, I like the name "Voices That Carry" a lot more than I like "George.") And I keep using the word "heartbreaking" whenever I write up an installment of this miniseries, but even compared with the numerous massacres, that graduation ceremony was one of the most heartbreaking scenes yet, only to be outdone by the sight of Voices That Carry waving goodbye to Robert and Clara before sitting down at the typewriter.