Marshall's Civic Band

A printed synopsis is included with the piece:
No. 1.  Morning on the Plains.
Nature is never so enchanting as upon a beautiful, quiet and cloudless morning 
on the plains of the West.  Here and there, in the vale or on the banks of many a
silvery stream, can be seen the curling smoke issuing from the wigwams of the
early risers in the Indian villages, while beyond the far-distant hills King Sol is
slowly lifting his head, as if to spy the doings of nature upon such a magnificent 
and resplendent dawn of light.  Presently and Indian song is heard upon the air,
a troubled heart is in the camp; but Nature responds with a soothing cadence, 
and as the dawn of light breaks forth in all its glory there is gladness and joy
everywhere.
	
No. 2.  The Lover's Song.
Many an early morn has witnessed an Indian singing his love song upon on or 
another of the hills usually surrounding an Indian village, with a fitting accompaniment 
in the heart-throbs of the maidenly object of his adoration, still under the vigilant 
charge of her grandmother in one of the wigwams of the camp.  It is easy to 
imagine the varying responses in her feelings as the melody flows on, now on 
a flight of ecstacy and expectation, now thoughtfully peering into the future, and
all in turn overthrown by doubt, but still happy.
	
No. 3.  The Dance of the Red Men.
The camp-crier announces a great dance; there is a flurry of excitement.  The 
Red Men, however, quickly relapse into their wonted stoic indifference, and the 
preparations are dignified.  Aside from the young men dashing hither and 
thither on their ponies, with a surprise now and then to enhance their sport, 
there is nothing to indicate the coming of an unusual happening.  The dance 
begins, and the participants appear in their most gorgeous apparel.  The 
dance is animated, but withal dignified.  Laughter is now and then provoked 
by the singers suddenly stopping, thus throwing the dancers in apparent 
discomfiture.