Compiled from old but rarely exploited sources plus a fresh look at dusty Government documents, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee tallies the broken promises and treaties, the provocations, massacres, discriminatory policies and condescending diplomacy.

My wife died in childbirth after I was sent away.

My lovely caller -- Joyce Holland was her name -- had previously done three filmed commercials for zing, and this evening, the fourth, a super production, had been filmed at the home of Louis Thor.

My new Aunt was perhaps three or four years older than I and it had been a long time since I had seen as gorgeous a woman who oozed sex.

My friends and I come from a ship which was destroyed by fire.

My last impression as they led him off to a stockade was of his pale face

My curiosity was sharpened a day or two before the interview by a conversation I had with a well-informed teacher of literature, a Jesuit father, at a conference on religious drama near Paris.

My mother was deeply religious.

`` My mother read a book right after I was born and there was a Lilian in the book she loved and I became Lilian -- and eventually I became Paula ''.

My other nugget of art and architectural knowledge -- besides remembering that it was Ghiberti who designed the doors of the baptistery in Florence -- is the three styles of Greek columns.

My father, who liked Alfred very much, was a constant visitor.

My argument is that there was no Saxon Shore prior to that time even though the forts had been in existence since the time of Carausius.

He listed what he had spent for `` My own diet in London eighteen weeks, in which I was sick a month ; ;

My `` touchstones, had, been strictly '' literature and, humanly enough, American literature ( because that was what I wanted to write ).

My discussion with reference to the resolution was that we should commend those citizens who serve as judges of election and who properly discharge their duty and polling place proprietors who make available their private premises, and not by innuendo criticize them.

My eyes were so bleary I could barely see him but there he was, a little smooth olivefaced guy in a new spring overcoat and a taffycolored fedora.

My first thought was how had it happened so soon, but I counted back on my fingers and sure enough we'd been living together six weeks.

My double was made with standard-weight revolver barrels ( before cutting to revolver length ), and although it compares well in other respects, it's considerably heavier than the Deerstalker, which only scales about 6-1/2 pounds.

My plea was unanimously voted down and `` thrown out ''.

My heart was not in it, but, oddly enough, it remains the most financially successful picture of my career.

My mother was beside herself with curiosity.

Boun My -- the name means one who has a boun, a celebration, and is therefore lucky -- was born in Savannakhet, the Border of Paradise.

My hotel rooms on the trip were arranged by Masu and the Japan Travel Bureau and were more elegant than I would have chosen, but it was fun for once to be elegant -- I did explain to the students, however, that this was not my usual style, for their salaries are very small, and it seemed out of place for me to be housed so well.

`` My dress needs some work on it ''.

My men, they all left me.

`` Thank you, My dear '', he said.

My God, how long is he going to wait, I thought.

My father ran him off here six years ago ''.

`` My boy.

`` My reputation's my stock in trade '', Tom mentioned more than once.

`` My right leg's stiff as a board this morning '', he replied.

My Uncle and I were not too close socially because of the difference in our ages.

She said, `` My name is Songau and these girls are Ponkob and Piwen.

My people await you on the shore.

`` My name is Dandy Brandon, missy.

But surprisingly, Kitty's face came up and she said, `` My father.

My definition of this much abused adjective is that a reconstructed rebel is one who is glad that the North won the War.

My Pittsburghers have become real addicts to Mahler and Bruckner ''.

Madison once remarked: `` My life has been so much a public one '', a comment which fits the careers of the other six.

In his political testament, `` Advice To My Country '', penned just before his death, Madison expressed the wish `` that the Union of the States be cherished and perpetuated.

My wish to meet Samuel Beckett had been prompted by simple curiosity and interest in his work.

My father had none.