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 A TRAGEDY IN FOUR ACTS. 
 
 BY WILLIAM CHACEY AVERY. 
 
 Entered aocorcUng to the Act of Congress in the year A.D. 1873, by William Chacey 
 Avery, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. 
 
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 SALEM, OREGON : 
 E. M. WAITE, BOOK AND JOB PRINTER. 
 1874. 
 
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CHIEF E50S: 
 
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 A TRAGEDY IN FOUR ACTS. 
 
 BY WILLIAM CHACEY ATORY. 
 
 Entered according to the Act of Congress in the year A.D. 1873, by 'William Chacey 
 Averj', in the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. 
 
 SALEM, OREGON : 
 E. M. WAITE, BOOK AND JOB PRINTER. 
 
 1874. 
 
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PERSONS REPRESENTED. 
 
 Chief Enos. — First Chief of the Modoc Tribe. 
 Shyon.— "War Chief of the Modoc Tribe. 
 Anscok, Zelmond. — A young mau of wealth. 
 
 Peteb. ) 
 
 „ y Prospectors. 
 
 Bob. j ^ 
 
 Kentuck. ) 
 
 y Zelmond in disguise. 
 Pkisonee. \ 
 
 Ben. — A renegade white. 
 
 Ned. — One of Ben's soldiers. 
 
 Mn. YouKNowiM. — Special detective, a base pretender, who goes for the 
 uninitiated. 
 
 Mk. Takein. — A shj'ster lawyer, a gigantic fraud that infests all commu- 
 nities, towns, cities, and nations. 
 
 Lyonia Enos. — Half-sister to the Chief. 
 
 Sallie. — Peters' betrothed. 
 
 EiDGET. ( Conspirators in league with the detective and shyster lawyer. 
 
 _DlNOE. j 
 
 Prospectors, Soldiers, Warriors, Squaws, and Pappooses in attendance. 
 
 Scenes. 
 
 Partly in Oregon and partly in California. Presented in fine oil paintings, 
 size 10% by 15 feet taken by special artists. 
 
 Painted by William S. Paeeot, of Salem, Oregon.' 
 
 1st. Chief Enos' Mountain Home Oregon. 
 
 2d. Yreka CaUfornia. 
 
 3d. Shyon's Murdered Family Oregon. 
 
 4th. Prospectors in Camp Oregon. 
 
 5th. The Prisoner's Cave California. 
 
 6th. Chief Enos's Stronghold in the Lava Bed California. 
 
 7th. Fatal Masacre Oregon. 
 
 8th. Totoney's Camp on Lower Rogue Kiver Oregon. 
 
 9th. Crescent City California. 
 
 10th. San Francisco California. 
 
CHIEF ENDS: 
 
 THE FIRST OF THE MODOC MASSACRES. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 Scene jSt. — In front of Chief Enos' wigwam. Enter Chief. 
 
 Chief. — O, the villain! twenty snows ugo, I remember as it were but yes- 
 terday, when first he came to our peaceful wigwam, asking for food and 
 shelter to protect him from the cold winter's storm ; my father, noble Chief- 
 tain that he was, took the pale face by the hand and bade him welcome, 
 little dreaming that in so doing, he entertained a fiend from the infernal re- 
 gions of the damned, the despoiler of his happy home But so it was; in the 
 dark hour of temptation, my mother fell, the charmed victim of the great 
 pale face medicine man. 0! how my father avenged that terrible crime, let 
 the Great Spirit answer. They are all gone to the happy hunting ground, 
 there to receive their reward, save the infant girl; she has been reared by the 
 pale face, and of course learned to despise her Indian brother; still my heart 
 yearns for her. Lyonia, 0! Lyonia, my sister, shall we ever meet again? 
 
 Scene 2d. — Yreka. Calif o''-nia. Room in a private house. 
 
 Enter Anscor, Zelmond, and Lyonia Enos. 
 
 Anscor. — My name and honor I offer you, will you be mine, and mistress 
 of the Zelmond mansion? 
 
 Lyonia. — The high regard and esteem I have for you, language cannot ex- 
 press; but urge me not, I cannot be your wife. 
 
 Anscor. — Millions I possess, and would willingly sacrifice every dollar to 
 have you mine. 
 
 Lyonia. — Your honor is dearer to me than life, or I would be your wife; to 
 you, I will be true, — I am of humble birth. 
 
 Anscor. — My name and fortune would place you in a position that none 
 woiild ask from whence you sprang. 
 
 Lyonia. — From whence I sprang! Anscor, know then, that my mother was 
 an Indian woman; now you have my reason, I will never marry you. 
 
Chief Enos : the first of the Modoc Massacres. 5 
 
 Anscor. — I swear I love you none the less. Did we not all from Adam 
 spring? Will we not all to dust return? 'Tis not the color of the skin, nor 
 the luster of the eye! 'Tis the mind that makes the man, [moves as if to em- 
 brace her'] you must, you shall be mine! 
 
 Lyonia — \_she sliuns his emhrice'] Never will I consent for you to x^lace 
 yoan-self in a position where you may be insulted on my account; your wife 
 must never be called a half-breed, so farewell, now and forever. 
 
 Exit Lyonia. 
 
 Anscor. — Farewell, and forever, — -I swear by Him who rales the world, I 
 will never wed another: my heart goes with that girl, and Iwill go the moun- 
 tains, and there in solitude will I spend the remainder of my wretched life ! 
 
 Exit Anscor. 
 
 Re-enter Lyonia. 
 
 Lyonia. — what shall I do ! O, my God what shall I do! I love him, O, 
 how dearly I love him ! But I must not meet him here again, for I will never 
 marry him with this pale face stigma on my name. Half-breed! half-breed! 
 would to God I was a fuUbreed; this vain pomp and boast of the pale face I 
 despise. Civilization! Christianity! education! and refinement! what are 
 they, but the thinest of cloaks to hide the darkest of crimes. I am disgusted, 
 yea, more than disgusted ! I would rather be a savage and dwell in the mount- 
 ains with my brother. There I should never be called a half-breed : never 
 clasp the hand without the heart; never smile to greet my foe; never lie be- 
 cause it would be impolitic to speak the truth ; never fawn nor flatter to gain 
 my bread and butter, nor bend the knee in semblence of prayer when the 
 heart is not there, nor ruin my health for fashions sake, but like an honest 
 maid, select the choice of my heart from Nature's noblemen. Ah! I sigh for 
 the freedom of the mountains. Noble brother, I come to you; you will not 
 call me a half-breed, and there Anscor and I can never meet. My friends and 
 tutor, here Ibid adieu; farewell, civilization, farewell. My brother, I come to 
 you. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Scene 3d. — 3Iodoc country. Indian camp. One squaw and two children 
 dead on the ground, Ben and a party of prospectors present. 
 
 Enter Zelmond in disguise. 
 
 Zelmond. — Great God, boys, what have you done? 
 Leyi. — Been getting even on Indians. 
 
 Zelmond. — Had I been here, I would have died before you should have 
 done this deed! 
 
6 Chief Enos : the fikst of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 .Be?i. — You had better die now, it wont take long. [Putting his hand on his 
 revolver. 2 
 
 Zelmond. — Oh! you hellish fiend, it would make an honest miner blush to 
 hear of such a crime, and were you in camp, a rope would put an end to your 
 worthless life. But say, what excuse can you have for such a deed? 
 
 Ben. — The infernal Snakes killed my brother and stole all of our horses, 
 and I am bound to kill every damned Indian I get a chance at. 
 
 Zelmond.— 1 know that the Snakes are bad Indians, but does" that justify 
 this cowardly attack upon a poor Modoc family, who have no connection 
 with the Snakes, and are said to be good Indions? 
 
 Ben. — All Indians are good when dead, [pointing to the dead on the ground'] 
 and I for one, propose to be a faithful missionai-y to make them all good as 
 I can. 
 
 Zelmond. — I fear gi"eat trouble will grow out of this brutal murder, for I 
 can call it nothing else ; of this poor defenceless family : had they been warri- 
 ors, it would not look so bad. 
 
 Ben. — Let trouble come, who cares; dam 'em, I say, served them right. 
 
 Zelmond. — If you, who done this deed alone should suffer for it, it would 
 not seem so bad. But I know that inocent blood will flow to pay for this 
 inhuman act by you committed. In this way most of all our Indian troubles 
 begin. Some irrespoiisihle renegade, while traveling through their country, 
 commits some depredation. This rouses the indignation of the Indian, who 
 in the simplicity of his heart, knows no law but that of vengence, and woe 
 be to him who falls in his way, for according to the teaching of his tribe, he 
 regards neither age or sex, but like a clap of thunder falls on his foe when 
 least expected,|and another unprovoked massacre is laid to his charge, another 
 lo7ig, bloody and expe^isive war is fought, till he at length overcome, with 
 vengence still rankling in his heart, has to succumb to the strong arm of the 
 government, and in sullen silence bides his time, ever ready at the first op- 
 pertunity to spring with redoiibled fury on his unsuspecting victim. For 
 his untutored heart never forgives an insult nor forgets an injury. Then 
 how cautious we who Christians claim to be, should guard our every act, 
 least we shoiild rouse his savage heart to deeds of madness, and show to him 
 that we can be honest and upright on all occasions. Were this done, my 
 word for it, less innocent blood would be by the Indians shed. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Enter Shyon, father of the Modoc family. 
 
 Shy on. — The Great Spirit warned me that the prowling, sneaking, cowardly 
 Snakes was on the war path. I, in the security of my heart heeded it not, 
 but this has been their work, no other tribe has sunk so low as to do this 
 
Chief Enos : the first of the Modoc Massacres. 7 
 
 deed [kneels and picks xip Jtisddld,'] my darliug babe speak! Oh speak to me, 
 those little lips will ne'er speak to papa again. Your mother and brother too, 
 lie still in death, and I away upon the mountain getting food for you to eat ; had I 
 been here, they who done this would not now boast of it. Oh my poor heart ! 
 no it shall not break nor Avomanish tears unbidden start, for I have work to 
 do, I will give them burial and then to my chief, with his permission and 
 that of the Great^Spirit, I swear to avenge their death. Exit. 
 
 Chief Enos' mountain home. Chief and warriors present. 
 Enter Shyon, honored Chief. 
 
 Chief. — Speak, Shyon. 
 
 Shyon. — But yesterday I was a happy man the husband of a loving wife, 
 father of two small prattling babes. With jealous eye, I watched their tiny 
 forms expand and gi'ow, hoping, trusting, happy in the thought that they 
 would be the staff of my declining years. As was my custom, I took my 
 trusty gun and up the mountain climbed to see what game I might bring 
 down ; an elk, bear and blacktails three, I slaughtered ere I wearied of 
 the chase, thence homeward bound I turned my steps — Great Spirit I had 
 no home! The mangled corpse of my dear wife and darling babes lay scat- 
 tered around my wigwam. At first I laid it to the Snakes; I looked again, 
 no scalps were gone, the treacherous pale face had done the deed. I took 
 their trail from thence to you, asking that the pipe of i^eace may be broken, 
 the tomahawk dug up, the scalping knife ground and the blood of my family 
 avenged. I will never sleep till my request is granted. 
 
 Chief. — I fear that you have done some great wrong to the pale face, else 
 why should he have ser^'ed you so ? 
 
 Shyo7i. — Honored Chief, you have known me from my infancy up, speak, 
 when did Shyon wrong friend or foe? 
 
 Chief. — Noble Shyon, if you have done no wrong be iiiled by me. Some 
 renegade pale face has done this deed. I will go to their chief and demand 
 that he be given up to justice, and with his death pay the penalty of all his 
 crimes. 
 
 Shyon. — How oft have'you gone to the pale face, but never returned with 
 justice, only mocked. If your wife and beautiful daughters insulted were, 
 who would protect them — the great pale face Chief! no; your own good 
 strong right arm is ever ready to avenge the wrongs of your family, I know 
 the parties to this crime, and I will punish them ; I ask no more, I except no 
 less. Shyon has spoken. 
 
 Cheered by the warriors. 
 
 Chief.— Shyon, prepare your warriors and go, and may the Great Spirit go 
 
Chief Enos : the flrst of the Modoc Massackes. 
 
 with you, and lead yoii on to victory ; you have our consent, in his name we 
 bid you go. 
 
 lA pipe is passed, the loarriors refuse to put it to their lips. Cheeks striped 
 
 red and black. Chief presents Shyon icith tomahawk and knife, then takes the 
 
 pipe, breaks and throw it away. J 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Enter Lyonia. 
 
 Lyonia. — I am here at last; how strange everything looks; there is nothing 
 as I expected to find it; what a wild impenetrable, uninhabitable, rugged re- 
 gion this is! But a few years ago, every rock, shrub and running rill, was- 
 as familiar to me as the face of my nearest and dearest friend. After I have 
 seen my brother, I must go and climb yonder gi-and magnificent mountain, 
 whose top iDierces through the clouds, and kiss those dear old rocks in re- 
 membrance of the hajDpy days spent here M'hen a child. O, where on earth 
 can my brother be! he will never know me in the world, [looks at her dress,'\ 
 well if I han't done it, come here dressed like a pale face; I must go to my 
 aunt's and get fixed to meet my brother; I will make a jiretty squaw, I will. 
 [Drops a bit of ribbon. '\ 
 
 Ezit. 
 
 Enter Chief. 
 
 Chief. — How strange it is, I had another vision in the dark silent hours of 
 the night, when everything was calm and hushed in silence. The spirit of a 
 departed friend held sweet converse with me, warned me of danger; also told 
 me that my only sister was coming to live with me. My heart goes oat to 
 meet her; in years gone by, how oft her little arms twined 'round my neck, 
 and kisses hung upon my lips. In after years when through deep defile or 
 up rugged mountain steep we climbed our way together, startling the wild 
 beasts from their hiding place, who at a single glance of her dark piercing 
 eye took 'mediate flight and ran away. Ah! to behold her neat and graceful 
 form, as from rock to rock she lea^ied to cross the rapid mountain torrent, or 
 as if to mock the mountain silver trout, plunged into the stream and swam 
 across and with a light and cheerful heart, sent echo back on echo, her clear 
 ringing laugh was ever music to my soul. In my saddest mood, it would 
 make my heart to leap with joy to hear her speak. Or when tired of this 
 mountain sport, we tui'ued our steps to the lava bed to explore those under- 
 ground caverns, the length, breadth and depth of which the Great Spirit only 
 knows. She was then a mere child, ten snows old, yet a woman seemed. 
 And I foolish boy that I was to let her go to the pale face settlement. Their 
 chief promised to make a gi'and lady of her, I too see her once a year. She 
 desiring to learn all the cunning arts the pale face is master of, urged me 
 
Chief Enos ; tht<: first of the Modc )C Massacres. 9 
 
 to go; I reluctantly gave my consent: it is the last I have seen of her except 
 in dreams and the imagination of my wakeful hours, she is ever present. O, 
 howl wish she was here! What is this? [picks up ribbon.'] Now by the 
 Great Spirit am I mocked ! how would a pale face squaw look in an Indian 
 camp ? Ugh ! she would not slay here a daj% where would she get ribbon and 
 trimming for her hat ? 
 
 Enter messenger, who annoiuwes I1i.<n-e is a strange sqaaio in camp iclio iroald 
 speak vnth tlte (Ihief. 
 
 Chief. — Admit her. 
 
 Exit messenger. Enter Lyonia : she kneels before the Chief. 
 
 Lyonia. — Honored Chief, I have but one request to make — 
 
 Chief. — Rise pale rose of the mountains, your request is gi-anted. 
 
 Lyonia. — Hold! honored Chief, not so fast; how can you grant my request 
 "till you know what it isV 
 
 Chief. — I read from the eye which is a true index to the soul. You can- 
 not ask that an honorable man dare refuse, my life I would stake upon it. 
 
 Lyonia. — Honored Chief, then know my mother died when I was young, 
 my father not fit to live — by my mother's husVjand slain- — and I, an only 
 daughter left to mourn the loss of both an only brother had, who sent me away 
 to the pale face land for my own good, that I might learn all the cunning 
 arts of civilization. Their chief made part of his contract good, taught me 
 all that well he could. But my heart yearned for my people so, that I, who 
 know no fear, came here to seek my brother, who so noble, good and kind. I. 
 think he some resembled j'oul 
 
 Chief.- — Lyonia ! m.y sister ! 
 
 Lyonia. — My brother! [thcji embrace, and the Chief leads her off the stage.] 
 
 Scene 4'jh. — Miners in camp. 
 
 One mixing bread; one pounding coffee with two rocks; one washing his shirt 
 in a gold pan. The seat of onv's pants patched with " Self rising," one with 
 ' ' Tliis side up with care. ' ' 
 
 Peter. — I say Bob, do you know Sallie Jones down in the valley? 
 Bob. — You bet your life I do ; goldarned pretty gal, too — smart as thunder. 
 Peter. — Is that so! her and I are engaged to be married. 
 Bob. — Oh, you git out — you are always telling some yarn. 
 Peter. — Fact, Bob, fact; if ever I make a strike in these mountains, I will 
 show vou. 
 
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10 Chikf Ends ; nri.j first of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 Bob. — Whew ! whew ! she will be married to some of them valley fellows long 
 before that, Pete. 
 
 Peter. — Never, Bob, never; she is true grit. 
 
 lAt this moriient some one comes running hi with icood, screaming Indians! 
 boys, Indians! They fight. Ben runs, Zebnond is taken prisoner— all the rest 
 are killed. KriL] 
 
 Scene -jth. — Chief Enos' home — Chief pi^sent. 
 
 Enter Shyron [irlUi. .scalps in his 6e/i] and warriors. 
 
 Shyon. — Honored Chief. 
 
 Chief. — Speak Shyou. 
 
 Shyon. — Chief, thenknow. Shyon, vengance fell on his foe eighteen in num- 
 ber. One cayote like took to his heels and run away; one prisoner home we 
 l)rought; sixteen sleep in death ; thus Shyou's wrongs are avenged. 
 
 Chief. — For what pi\rpose brought you the prisoner home? 
 
 Shyon. — For valor shown in battle, fighting like a brave. Shyon spared 
 his life, honored Chief: you will decide his fate. 
 
 Chief. — Bring the prisoner forth! — [Zebnond is brought in guarded .'\ — Let 
 the prisoner speak and show cause if any, why he should not die? 
 
 Prisoner. — I have no cause to plead, no reason for to live — let death come 
 — I am ready. 
 
 Chief. — The prisoner is no squaw, but speaks like a brave; then be it 
 known it is a custom with our tribe, that a prisoner taken in battle, who, wil- 
 ling to renounce- his country and take a wife from our tribe, we pardon him 
 and treat him as a brother. What say you ]3risoner? 
 
 Prisoner. — Let me be shot. 
 
 Enter Lyonia )rith a newspaper, recognizing the prisoner, faints. 
 
 Chief. — Shyou you will have the prisoner confined in Ty-yan-tus cave, and 
 in three moons he will die. 
 Exit Shyon and ijrl.toner, Lyonia returned to coi\scious7iess. 
 Chief.— Deux sister what has happened to effect you so? • 
 
 Re-enter Shyon. 
 
 Lyonia. — Listen brother I will read: [reads from a Yreka newspaper'] "A 
 party of prospectors while traveling through the Modoc country, were attack- 
 ed by Indians. One only escaped; he half famished arrived here yesterday; 
 it would make the stoutest heart to quake to hear his sad story. Volunteers 
 will be immediately called out to protect the emigrants, and wipe those red 
 devils from the fai-e of the earth." - 
 
Chief Enos ; the first of the Modoo Massacres. 11 
 
 HEADQUARTERS!— SCOBS' SALOON!! 
 Raxly ! Rally! ! in defence of the Fioaller ! 
 Chief. — Shyon, send out scouts; let your signal lireis bum, that your war- 
 riors may know that in three suns there will be a grand coum-i) held to de- 
 cide what steps to take in defence of our rights. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 Scene 1st. — Yreht, ('nUforrtki. Snobs' Saloon. 
 
 Enter Ben. 
 
 Ben. — Well! — well! this begins to look like business; by to-morrow I will 
 have my company complete, and I swear I will give them red devils hell. 
 By thunder! this is a good game, and I hold the winning card and propose 
 to make the most of it. The good honest people of this commxinity never 
 susjiect that I am the first and real cause of all this trouble; if they did, in- 
 stead of being Captain of this company, a rope would be my fate. I am 
 lucky they don't, ha, ha, ha. By Gad they never shall: I will see to that. 
 
 Enter jSfed. 
 
 Ned. — Good morning, Cap ! 
 
 Ben. — Good morning Ned, glad you have come: we must know our men 
 Ned, we don't want nary Zelmond in our crowd; look to it, Ned. 
 
 Ned — Rest easy, Cajj, just leave that to me; I know the boys, they don't 
 stand on trifles — here comes a fair sample. 
 
 Enter Soldiers. 
 
 Soldier. — Whos' treat? Stand treat, Cap? Ithe;/ all drink to Ben's toast. 1 
 
 Ben. — Here to the man that gets away with the pr-ettiest squaw and kills 
 the most Indians ! we go for scalps . 
 
 Hurrah! hurrah! ! hurrah! ! ! 
 
 Soldier. — Whose treat? Whose treat? goldarned dr^'. [t/iet/ all. drink.'} 
 
 Ned. — [".s/de] — Arn't they the right stripe, Cap ? 
 
 Ben.~TLh.ej will do. 
 
 Soldier. — Whose treat? Whose treat? I am awful dry. 
 
 Ben. — My company is now complete, and by to-morrow's sun we will be on 
 the road, and woe be to the Modoc tribe. 
 
 Soldier.- — Who's treat? I am awful goldarned dry. Ithey all .drink.'] 
 
 Ben. — We will go and be mustered into service, so we. can draw pay from 
 the Government. The scalps, poneys and squaws wt- takt- will be our ovra. 
 
 Soldier. — I am awful dry, let's drink, [tlxiy all dr!:,/..] lii'd. 
 
1"2 Chikf Enos : i'hk first of itif Modoc Massacres, 
 
 Scene ■2nd. — Cldff Ehos' Headquarters— -Warriors present. 
 Enter Chief. 
 
 Chief. — My noble wamorsl for the last throe suns, cmr signal tires have 
 burned from every hill and ruountam top in the land; well have yon answer- 
 ed to the call. I trust j-ou have come with yonr ears open and your hearts 
 prepared to receive what the Great Spirit through me shall speak to you. 
 From the beginning of time to the present day, this land has been the 
 home of oui* fathers. Everything goes to show that it was created for our 
 express use and beneiit. Go ask the hills and vaUeys, and they in remem- 
 brance of the many times our wives and daughters have slept in peaceful 
 security upon their bosom, or gathered tlie rich and luscious fruits that grow 
 on every hand, prepared by the Great Father for his children ; they in silent 
 1 )ut unmistakable tones will answer, yes. Go, ask the rough and rugged 
 mountain tops, and they in tones of thunder Avill answer back I Do we not 
 furnish you with elk, bear, deer, and everything you need for the bold hunt- 
 er's sport, and lesser game for the weaker members of the tribe? Go ask our 
 lakes and mountain streams; they in rapid falling tones will answer! Do we 
 not furnish salmon for the trap? si^eckled silver trout for the silent anglers' 
 hook? Go ask oiir lava beds? They in deep undertone will answer you : 
 Shelter from the storm; protection from the foe? Who in the face of all this 
 dare say: This is not the home of the red man! Th<; pale ffice, a vile in- 
 truder, that must, shall, and ought to l)e driven from the Modoc soil. Why? 
 Fi'om the beginning of time 'till the pale face came, your mves and 
 daughters have roamed over the beautiful hills and valleys of your own na- 
 tive land; gathering the rich and luscious food, prepai-ed by the Great 
 Spirit for his childi'en. Yom- himters returned from the chase, heavy la- 
 den with the fat and jucy meats of the mountains. Your warriors stood forth in 
 your defence. Thus provided for, you were a free and happy people. The 
 smiles of the Great Spirit rested upon you. 
 
 How is it now? Twenty snows ago you permitted the first treacherous 
 pale face to i^lacehis foot on Modoc soil. The very hills and valleys resented 
 the insult, and refused then- wonted food. Your hunters returned from the 
 chase, weary, worn, and footsore; with nothing to eat, your warriors hang 
 their heads in shame. I'our wives and daughters debauched before your 
 very eyes. The frowns of the Great Spirit rests upon you. If you would 
 bask once more in his smiles; awake from j'our sliunbers! Strike the foe to 
 the heart and drive the pale face from the laud. Is there is one here who fears 
 to meet the foe? if so let him to the lava bed, and send a squaw ,to fill his 
 place to save the Modoc tribe the disgrace of running in battle. Now, there 
 
Chief Enos ; thk FiRi^'c of the Modoc Massacres. 13 
 
 are no cowards here; Modocs always are prepared to meet the foe; who 
 came to us with two tongues in his head! a smile on his face and a lie in his 
 heart! Of the wrpngs received at his hands; let Shyon's mui-dered family 
 speak. Modocs! do your duty. Be true to your fathers who have gone to 
 the Spirit Land, and watch over you in battle. Be true to your wives and 
 daughters, who need j'our protection. And above all, be true to the Great 
 Spirit who seuds you to battle for the right. Let your watchword be death 
 to the pale face: honor and glory to each and all of you. 
 
 ScKNE ^D.—Zelwoud's Care. Fre^cid, ZelmoiuJ. 
 Enter Lyonia. 
 
 Zelmond. — Friend, to-morrow I must die; would I could repay yoii for the 
 kindness shown me while a prisoner here. 
 
 Lyonia. — What little I have done, I ask no thanlvs; I would do more; I 
 would save yoiu' hfe. If you will take me for your wife, the remainder of 
 my days I will sj)eud in being kind to you, and save you from this cruel 
 death. 
 
 Zelmond. — Speak not so to me; your love and kindness I respect. But I 
 have sworn never to marry — except it be — 
 
 Lyonia. — ^With me you had better say: be my love and save yoiir hfe; I 
 will make for you a noble wife. [/l.sMfe— You who taught me first to love, 
 must Uve for me; or I will die with you. Come what will, we must live or 
 tlie together.] 
 
 Zelmond. — Lyonia — never will I prove false to you, to-morrowl will die. 
 
 Lyonia. — In yoiir death what will your Lyonia gain; if she was here, she 
 would bid A'ou live and wed with me, or she never loved as vrife should love. 
 
 Zelmond. — I never can prove false to her, I am resolved to die. 
 
 Lyonia.-O, if you love another, and are resolved to die; give me that ring 
 upon your finger worn; that it a relic, I may keep in rememberance of your 
 fate. 
 
 Zelmond. — Ask for my eye and phick it out, but let this ring upon mv 
 linger stay. Lyonia gave it me. 
 
 Lyonia. — Farewell — l<wkle — but not forever] — we will meet again. [Exit.] 
 
 Chief Enos' Headquarters. Present, Enos and Shyon. 
 
 Chief.- — Shyon; three moons have come and gone since we passed sentence 
 on your i^risoner; bring him forth, that he may die. [Exit Shyon — rc-ap- 
 pear witlt guard and prisoner. ] Has the prisoner anything to .say— let him 
 speak. 
 
14 Chief Enos ; the first of thp: Modoo Massacres. 
 
 Zdmond. — Nothing; I would die. 
 
 C/we/.— Shyon, six warriors whom you may select, will with rifle guus dis- 
 patch the prisoner. [ExitShyon, returns with warriors armed with gims.'] Noble 
 warriors in accordance with the unchangeable laws of the Modoc tribe, yoa 
 are called upon to dispatch this prisoner, who is a brave of the highest rank; 
 and is entitled to meet death at your hands -with all the honors of war. You 
 wiU perform this solemn duty with less reluctancy, knowing he is a brave 
 worthy of youi' mark; also that the privileges of a prisoner of war have been 
 offered him which he indignantly sijurnod. There is no other alternative 
 left at your hands, he must die! Warriors! are you prepared to do your 
 duty? 
 
 Warriois. — We are prepared. 
 
 Shyon. — [^maJces a ringon the ground and retiiarli-s'\ : This is the death ring; 
 if the prisoner is a brave he is entitled to stand in the ring with his face to the 
 foe; unbound and die like a man; this is the highest honor that we can con- 
 fer on a prisoner of war; if he is worthy of such honor, let him step forward. 
 [^Prisoner takes his place and is cheered by the warriors.'] Wairiors! when I 
 count three, you will fire; one! two! — ^At this moment Lyonia springs in front 
 of the prisoner facing the icarriors and cries:] Hold! warriors; hold! 
 
 Chief. — Sister! what evil spirit possesses you? Stand out of the way! the 
 prisoner, he shall die. 
 
 Lyonia. — Not if he claims the privilege of a prisoner and takes a wife from 
 our tribe. 
 
 Chief. — Let the prisoner speak while there is life — this privilege is extend- 
 ed him in honor of his bravery. 
 
 Zdmond. — Stand out of the way! let me be shot. 
 
 Lyonia. — Hark! while I have life to speak, I will plead for you. Noble 
 brother! honored Chief and wamors true! take heed what I do say to you — 
 while in the pale face land I live^, I had a lover true, who loved me as he 
 loved his Ufe, and sought me to be his wife. But, in that land of false pride 
 I loved him too well to be his bride; now to save his life, I would con- 
 sent to be his wife. [^Tnrns to Anscor.^ What say you Anscor? Are 
 you willing to renounce yom* country for my sake, and live with me on Tule 
 Lake? 
 
 Zelmond. — Great God! Lyonia— how came you here? [ They emhrnce.] 
 
 Lyonia. — My horse fetched me— Shyon fetched you — with brother's con- 
 sent, we will wed, and make our home by the lava bed. 
 
 Zelmond. — Now by Heaven! am I favored; when I least expected it; for -with- 
 out you, I wished to die; now with you I hope to live. " Your people shall 
 be my people; your God shall be my God!" Brother, do you consent? 
 
Chief Enos ; the fikst of the Monoc Massacres. 15 
 
 -— It 
 
 Chief. — My brother! — My sister! you have our blessing— we consent. Shy- 
 on invoke the Great Spirit that they become one. 
 
 Anscor and Lyonia kneel facing each other. Shyonpoursa few drops from 
 a vial and chants Indian; they r'lse uj). Chief and warriors join hands and circle 
 around them, then they all shake hands. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Scene 4th. — CInef Enos' Stmnghold in. the Lava Bed. 
 
 Chief Enos, Wamors, Lyonia and Anscor, jDresent. 
 
 Chief. — The pale face are too many for us in the open field. But did they 
 outnumber the leaves on the trees, they could not harm us here. We will 
 in the dark and silent hours of the night, sally forth and before the sun has 
 thrown his light o'er the valley, we will have done our work and back to the 
 lava bed; this will we repeat 'till we thin them out and drive them from the 
 land. 
 
 Lyonia. — Brother, go with me to the ocean beach, and as the water recedes, 
 take a pebble from the sand ; look, as the wave returns, a handful takes its 
 place; so it is with the pale face. Thin out those already here, ten times as 
 many more would come. You can never conquer them. 
 
 Chief. — Then I can die; I never will give iip my warriors to be hung! 
 \_8hyon announces there is a pale face who would speak to the Chief. 1 
 
 Chief, — Admit him. 
 
 Enter Messenger ; salutes the Chief. 
 
 Messenger. — My chief authorizes me to say, that if you and yoiir people: 
 will meet him unarmed at some convenient place that he is the representa- 
 tive of the Great Chief at Washington. The father of us all, will smoke the 
 pipe of peace with 3'ou, and in that act, biiry the past; and in the future be 
 }'Our friend. Buy your land, give you a home where you may select, with 
 horses, cattle, wagons, plows and seed, and everything you need; with 
 schools and churches, and ministers to teach you the road to heaven — what 
 answer shall I give? 
 
 Chief. — It is good; I fear treachery. 
 
 Lyonia. — Brother accept the terms; I will go the pale faces' bond. He will 
 do right by you. 
 
 Zelmond. — If it will strengthen more the cause, I will say, I know the 
 Great Chief at Washington; it is his will and virish to do right by you. 
 
 Chief. — Go unarmed! I like it not; by the Great Spirit, I fear treachery! 
 
 Lyonia. — Brother, when did I advise you to a wrong? Take my husband 
 
16 Chief Ekos ; the first of the Modoo Massacres. 
 
 and go; if any wrong comes to you or yours, slay my husband, and in that 
 act kill me too; for I will not outlive my husband! 
 
 Chief. — Where does yotir chief desire that we should meet, tti smoke the 
 pipe of peace? 
 
 Messenger. — At the Natural Bridge on Lost Iliver, twenty-five miles from 
 here. 
 
 Chief. — Go twenty-five miles from here, and unarmed? What! Leave 
 these rocks, our natural protectors? it is too far! 1 will not go! it would 
 place my people at your mercy! Coah-h-ha mook-^h ! 1 dare not trnst yna\ 
 to-to tusta! to- to tusta! — I will not go ! I will not go ! 
 
 Messenger. — Mj- chief will go there, too, imarmed and camp. He is well 
 supplied %Aith beef and flour and everything; so you can have a feast, and 
 talk the matter over and know for j'ourselves he is your friend, and can and 
 will do you much good. 
 
 Lyonia. — Brother, go and make friends, see how kind it is in him to furn- 
 ish us with food; here, we will soon starve. We might as well go and die 
 at their hands, if such is to be our fate? 
 
 Chief. — As for mj-self, I fear them not; it is you. I fear will suffer if I con- 
 sent to go. 
 
 Lyonia. — Brother, this once be ruled by me. I know the pale face well; 
 they are a vain and wicked people in some respects; we to, have our faults. 
 Bvxt this dark deed of treachery which you suspect, they dare not do. 
 
 Clnef. — Go tell yoiu- chief that I accept his terms, and that in two suns I, 
 with my people will be at the appointed place. 
 
 ScENK 5th. — At the crossing of Lost liiver. 
 Ben in front of his tent. Enter Ned. 
 
 Ben. — Well Ned; if the old chief keeps his word, they will be here to-night. 
 
 Ned. — Oh, he will keep his word. But I thought you told me that young 
 Zelmond was killed by the Indians that time? 
 
 Ben. — So he was; would to God that he had lived; that I might wreak my 
 vengence on him. 
 
 Ned. — Well, have your wish; I saw him in the Indian camp: he is married 
 to Chief Enos' sister. 
 
 Ben. — No ! by thimder that cannot be ! you are mistaken ! 
 
 Ned. I am not mistaken : he was there ! 
 
 Ben. Then to-morrow, he will be in my power. Chief Enos shall give 
 him up, or by hell, I will kill them all! not that he ever harmed me — but I 
 dispise him for his goodness. I remember too, how he blowed me up for 
 
Chief Enos; the first of the Modoc Massacre?. 17 
 
 killing that old squaw iind children. Yes; he shall die; I mxist get him in 
 n.y pov.er alive. He kutnvs too nnieh; it would not do for him to go to the 
 valley and report hoM- 1 managed to get up this row; that I might profit by 
 it. No, his tongue shall cease to. wag. 
 
 Ned. — How do you propose to manage it? 
 
 Ben. — When they get here to-night, we will kill some of the cattle, and 
 feast them high. Then to-morrow morning, I will go through their camp, 
 and' if I find him there, I will demand of Enos that he he given up, and if 
 he fails to do it 1 will have the boys so arranged, that at a given signal they 
 can open fire and kill them all. [Aside. That is what I intend to do anyhow; 
 I want their scalps.'\ Extra care and kindness we will bestow upon them; this 
 will silence all suspicion Then I will call them around in such a way that they 
 will fell an easy prey to our revolvers. Then with this [shoirin^ Ids revolrer'] 
 Hhyon, their War Chief, shall bite tlie dust; that shall be the signal; my boys 
 will do the work. [Krit.'] 
 
 ScEXE 6x0. — Indians cwvped between Ben and the Hiver. Chief 
 Shyon and Indians dandi.ng around unarmed. 
 
 Enter Ben with revolver concealed. 
 
 Ben.. -Brother, how have your people spent the night? 
 
 Chief. — Well, thanks be to your kindness; had we but understood each 
 other from the start, we might have saved much bloodshed. 
 
 Ben. — Eight, noble Chief ! and in the future there shall be no mistake; 
 you and yours must be well provided for; it 'is our father's wish; it shall be 
 carried out. 
 
 Chief. — I, and my people, shall be true to you and yours; and when occa- 
 sion offers, you have but to speak, your wish it shall be done. 
 
 Ben. — Thanks, noble Chief; and now I think of it, I have occasion to call 
 mi you — you will not deny my first request. 
 
 Chief. — Speak brother; your wish is ours. 
 
 Ben. — My wish it is a small one, scarce woi-th the asking. Eut I must do 
 my duty in sviall things as well as lareje. 
 
 (Jhief. — Well spoken; from small things, great ones do grow. Speak; 
 your wish is already granted you. 
 
 Ben. — As I w^as walking this morning through your camp, my eye fell on a 
 renegade pale face who fled his coTiutry for crimes committed there: justice 
 demands that he be given up. 
 
 (J/tie/.— What ! who can it be ? 
 
 Ben.— Yornji" Zelmond. 
 
18 Chief Enos : the fikst of the Modoo Massackes. 
 
 Chief. — No! he is no renegade! but an honest man, brave and true! Me 
 and mine, shall die before him I will yield to you! 
 
 Ben. — Chief; beware how yoii awaken my wrath; remember you are in my 
 power. 
 
 Chief. — Coward! pale face; you lie! Me nor mine fears you not! 
 
 Ben. — Brother; we miist not quarrel. Ca.st your eyes on j'onder hill? 
 That band of cattle, horses, and mules; thej' shall be yours, if you will but 
 give up Zelmond. 
 
 Chief. — Do you take me for a Snake base bom dog? I spurn you from 
 my presence. Lay-yah! Lay-yah! — We are betrayed ! We are betrayed I — 
 Tj'-conia! Ty-conia! — To the river! To the river! 
 
 [Ben draws his revolver and shoots Shyon loho falls dead on the stage — the 
 Indians stampede; soldiers after them; many of the Indians are killed on the 
 .stage. Curtain falls.'] 
 
 Return to the Lava Bed. 
 Lyonia, squaws and pappooses present. 
 
 Eiiter Chief, and Indians carrying the supposed dead body of Zelmond. 
 
 Lyonia. — Oh! Anscor! is this our fate? {kneels and kisses him.] Would to 
 God I never had been born, then this day would not have come to me. Oh, 
 the fiends incarnate! what hellish deed they have done! to murder in 
 cold blood unarmed and defenseless men, that ne'r done wrong, except when 
 they put trust in them ! Oh, why did this tongue of mine urge you to go ? 
 Dear brother, tear it out! and throw it to the dogs! No; let me keep it to urge 
 you on to deeds of vengence! give me a gun! I will take the lead! Bid your 
 warriors follow me! What? they all still in death? Such a deed as this 
 would make warriors out of squaws! Come on my sisters! we will avenge 
 this cowardly act! {Squaws s)iatch up g^ms, exit chanting for the dead.'] 
 
 ACT III. 
 
 Scene 1st.- — Snobs' Saloon, Yreka, California. 
 
 Enter Ben with scalps in his belt. 
 Ben. — By thunder! this is a desperate game; and I still hold the highest 
 card and am resolved to win; though hell itself should stand aghast, at the 
 foul deeds I have, and shall commit. These precious locks, {showing the 
 scalps] though obtained through base treachery, the world knows it not, 
 must be the means of my promotion. On every hand already, I am pointed 
 out as the bold defender of the defenseless frontier. Since I have returned 
 from the Modoc countrj' with these substantial {showing the scalps] trophies 
 
Chief Ends ; the first of the Modoc Massacres. 19 
 
 of my bravery and ability to serve my country, my friends have sent on to 
 Washington to have me ajspointedj agent of this district; ha, ha, ha; much 
 beef and blankets they will get (that is the miners, if they come down with 
 the dust). Those red devils, yes, blankets rather thin, they will get. The 
 government will never know; and this, Ishowing his revolvej-'] shall silence 
 all complaint Here comes Ned. Any news, Ned? 
 
 Ned. — Everything is all right; here is a letter from Washington. [Ben takes 
 the letter.] 
 
 Ben. — This is my commission; you shall have the contract to furnish the 
 Agency with beef ; Bill will dispose of it to the miners, and we will divide 
 the dust. John will dispose of the blankets; the damned Indians can gather 
 camas and acorns or starve, I don't care a cuss which. And this [showing 
 his revolve"-} shall be our protector. 
 
 Scene 2d.— Chief JEnos' Mountain Home. 
 
 Enter Chief. 
 
 Chief. — My noble scouts for the last three snows have sought to discover 
 his hiding place ; thanks be to the Great Spirit, their efforts have been crown- 
 ed with success; he is now at Totoney's Camp, on Lower Kogue Kiver. I 
 now evoke the Great Spirit to guide my stealthy steps, least he be warned 
 of my coming, and flee the piinishment I have in store for him. By day I 
 will sleejo; by night I will travel, 'till I arrive at his camp; I must bide my 
 time, then vengence! sweet vengence! shall be mine! 
 
 ScENK 3d. — Totoneys's Camp on Bogue Biver. 
 
 Enter Totoney and Chief Enos. 
 
 Chief. — Brother, I thought you would keep him here; I swear he shall not 
 escape. You will send a swift footed messenger for him; one that will bring 
 him here, that I may wreak my vengence on him. 
 
 Totoney. — I will send young Eagle-eye who is as fleet and shure as a thun- 
 der bolt. What message shall he take to bring him here the qiaickest? 
 
 Chief. — Has the \T.le cur a single friend in all this land that he would dare 
 spend a thought upon? 
 
 Totoney. — Let me think ; yes, there is one who helps him to steal and rob 
 us much, for that alone; he would be his friend. That man is Ned the oc- 
 cupant of yonder cabin. 
 
 Chief. — Then instruct Eagle-eye to say to Ben thatyour young menherehave 
 drank of the pale face strong fire water and are beyond your control, and 
 
20 Chief Enos ; the first op the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 have resolved to murder Ned on Christmas night. This, I think will briug 
 him. 
 
 Totonfy. — Yes, Eagle-eye will go, and Ben will come. 
 
 Scene 4th. — Cresceid City, Americdu Hotel. 
 
 Ben, ladies and gentlemen present. Gents dressed as miners. 
 They dance. 
 
 Enter Eagle-eye. 
 
 Eagle-eye. — Captain Ben I have come from Totoney's Camp, to inform you 
 that his young men are wild with fii-e water, and are resolved on the death 
 of Ned; and they will murder him on Chiistmas night, unless you go at once 
 you have no time to loose. 
 
 Ban. — Ladies and gentlemen I must go and save my friend [nsidel for he 
 brings me much gold. 
 
 ScENK OTH. — JN'efZ'.s Cabin; Ben and Ned present.. 
 
 Ben. — Ned in the future you must be a little more cautious and not let the 
 red devils have quite so much whiskey. 
 
 Ned. — Pooh! pooh! I don't fear them, and for whiskey they give up the 
 dust, you bet. 
 
 Ben. — It is Chrismas, and as I was swindled out of my sj)ort last night, I 
 propose we have an Indian dance; what say yoii, Ned? 
 
 Ned, — All right, Cap. 
 
 Ben. — Then tell Totoney that he must give give us a dance to-night. 
 
 A^ed.— All right. 
 
 Scene 6rH. — The same, Ben and Ned set by a table. 
 
 Ben. — I am not well to-day, Ned; as for tlie dance to-night, I guess I 
 shan't go. 
 
 Ned. — Go ! go ! by all means. Totoney and the j'oung .squaws have been 
 at great pains to arrange everything so as to make it pleasant for you, Ben! 
 
 Ben.. — I have been thinking, thinking of my mother, Ned. Thinking of 
 the day I left my father's home, how on bended knee her eyes upturned to 
 heaven, she prayed for me, her darling boy. Prayed that I might be kept 
 from harm and sinful ways . Prayed that if we should never meet on earth 
 again, we might meet in heaven. And I have been thinking, thinking, Ned, 
 how step by step I have fallen, fallen, 'till now I blush not at any crime. 
 I feel, I know, Ned, that my time is short when I must go to meet my God. 
 
 Ned. — Ha, ha, ha, Cap, what nonsense. Stay! no, we will go: what has 
 
Chief Exos ; tiiI': first of ittk Modoc Massacees. 21 
 
 unmaned you so? Come let's go! we will have n, jolly time; come, let's be 
 off! 
 
 Ben. — No, I will uot go to-night. Ned. I would give the world; could I. 
 but recall the last five years of my wild career. My life has been a checkered 
 one; had it not been for this [^thr-oiobuj a sack of fjold on the table'] cursed 
 l^assion for gold, which tt)ok possession of my soul, and drove me on to 
 deeds of madness, I might have been an honest man, and feared not now 
 to meet my God. But for this {^throws the sack from the table, it /ftfe on the 
 floorl, I sold myself ; damnation seize upon my soul, and the tortures of hell 
 already rack this frame of mine. Ned, I am doomed; my fate is sealed; I am 
 undone. 
 
 Ned. — l^Asidel he is beside himself, I will order brandy; [eater servant vnth 
 brandy bottle and glasses— they force him to drink] Here Cap, let's drink, and 
 drive away dull care; let 's take another drink; here is to Totoney's daughters! 
 and we will dance with them to-night! \_they drink.] 
 
 Ben. — Yes, we will go and dance with them to-night ; then, — well, who cares: 
 let 's go ! 
 
 \_Exil.] 
 
 Scene 6th. — Totoney's Camp, Ben, Ned, fiidians and Squaws present. 
 They dan,ce. 
 
 Enter Chief Enos. 
 
 Chief. — Foul fiend of hell, I have you now. For four long snows I have 
 watched and prayed that this hour might come. Villain! prepare to meet 
 your God! For you shall pay the penalty of every crime committed against 
 me and mine ! 
 
 Ben. — Chief Enos! Spare! Oh! sjsare my life! 
 
 Chief. — Who spared Shyon's wife and babes? "Who spared my unarmed 
 and defenseless people? No! coward! you shall die! 
 
 Ben. — I am not fit to die; let me but live! here is gold! [Offers him gold.] 
 
 Chief. — Your gold! it I despise, as I do you! For it the pale face sells his 
 friends! My peoi)le touch it not! No! treacherous, coward pale face! your 
 villainous! blood-stained gold [draws /tis A;nj/e J dwells not with me! Draw 
 and defend yourself! for I have sworn with this, to cai-ve your worthless car- 
 cass up, and feed it to my dogs! 
 
 Ben.— I am undone, but I will fight; [draios his 'revolver. They fight. Ben 
 is wounded, he falls.] My mother! my mother! prayed for me. [He dies.] 
 
 [Curtain falls.] 
 
22 Chief Enos ; the fikst of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 ACT IV. 
 
 Scene 1st. — San Francisco. A room 171 Zelmond's house. Zebnond present. 
 
 Zelmond. — My wife is out to-night ; time always hangs heavy on my hands 
 when she is away. My old friend Peter is going to call, however — and here 
 he is. [^Enter Peter.'] Well Peter, "after so long an absence, at last we meet 
 .again. Does the meeting give us pleasiire, or does it give us pain?" For my 
 part, I frankly confess that it affords me much pleasui'e; notwithstanding, it 
 calls up old scenes that I would fein forget. 
 
 Peter. — I, too would blot out the remembrance of that fatal night when all 
 our comrads, except that miserable Ben were killed by the enraged Modocs 
 who wreaked vengence on us for his cowardly acts, the murdering of that 
 poor Indian family. But how came you to make your escape? 
 
 Zelmond. — That is the question I was going to ask ; but since you wish to 
 know, I will inform you. I fought with desperation to save the boys and 
 die myself, for I was desperate and cared not to live ; a warrior fell ut every 
 blow. At last overpowered, I was compelled to yield and go with them to 
 camp. Here I met my wife who saved my life. Half-breed, though she be; 
 I never have had cause to regret my choice. And had it not been for Ben, 
 there I should have lived and died, no doubt. He came and deceived our 
 people and slaughtered most of them. I was carried off of the field sup- 
 posed to be dead; my time had not come, and I am here. 
 
 Peter. — Did you ever learn what became of Ben? 
 
 ZJehnond. — yes, on Christmas night, Chief Enos, bi-other of my wife, fell 
 upon him like a clap of thunder when least expected, and a mutilated corpse 
 not recoguizeable by his best friends, was all that was left of the coward Ben. 
 h. few days after. Chief Enos fell by the hands of the whites. He being the 
 last of my wife's family, this dissolved our connection with the tribe. We 
 moved to this city, and a glorious time we have had, and I have been a hap- 
 py man. Come now, let 's hear from you? 
 
 Peter. — You doubtless remember that when we were attacked, I was telling 
 Bob of my engagement with a girl down in the valley, and that as soon as I 
 made a strike, we were to be married. Those illmanerly, uneducated red- 
 skins, broke in on our conversation rather abruptly by just knocking my 
 pins from under me, and taking a lock of my hair, by way of remembrance ; 
 or probably their sweet hearts were sadly in want of curls. Be that as it may, 
 they took a lock of my hair and left me for dead. How long I lay uncon- 
 scious, I cannot say; when I come too, I was bm-niug up of a fever, and 
 dying for something to drink ; I crawled to the creek and drank deei^ of its 
 
Chief Enos ; the first of the Mopoc Massacres. 2J 
 
 cooling waters; in three months from that time, I was back to the mines. 
 For five long years I courted dame Fortune's smiles, but in vain; at last I 
 made a strike, worked six weeks; result: forty thousand dollars. I need not 
 say to you, I went to the valley. Judge my disappointment at not tiuding 
 my Sallie; she was gone! 
 
 Zelmond. — Married too some of those valley fellows, ah? Too bad. " But 
 there is as good fish" — 
 
 Peter. — No! no! there are not! She was not married; but left the country 
 You see, I have hunted the place xip-side down, and am still on the hunt. 
 She must be found; I must know her fate. 
 
 Zelmond. — Place? what place? When? Where? How? did she come to — 
 go away? 
 
 Pe^er.— Why you see, the news went to the valley that I was killed by 
 Indians. She, poor girl; went most crazy; pined and wasted away. The 
 doctors recommended travel. As ill luck would have it, a young married 
 couple come along who were on their way to this city. They ui-ged, and she 
 at last consented to come with them. This is the last I have heard of her; I 
 think they are still in the city. I am still on the hunt; I can never give her 
 up. 
 
 Zelmond. — Old friend, yours is indeed a sad story. I, too, think she must 
 be in this city. Call on me to-moi-row and we will see what can be done. In 
 the meantime, go to your room and rest to-night. 
 
 Peter. — I wiU go, but I cannot rest 'tiU she is found. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Enter Lyonia. 
 
 Lyonia. — Dear husband, pardon me for keeping you waiting so long; I hope 
 you have not been lonesome or impatient at my stay? I could not well avoid 
 it. I have been trying to rouse poor Sallie's drooping spirits. Dear girl, I 
 pity her; I know it is some love afi'air that causes her to droop and mourn so 
 much. She will not confide in me, however, and I can only guess. But say! 
 how have you spent your evening? 
 
 Zelmond. — I met an old friend and had him to call, else I might have wearied 
 of your absence; however, I always like to have my wife, "pour oil on the 
 trouble waters," to lighten others griefs; it is an angel's mission; you are 
 destined to lead me on to heaven. But come! sit down, I too have had Miss 
 Sallie's case under advisement. I have the remedy; she will soon be well. 
 
 Lyonia. — The doctors say that she will die, I fear she will, poor girl. What 
 have you done wiib. your old friend? Your old friends are mine, yon know! 
 
 Zelmond. — My old friend is Sallie's lover, whom she thinks dead; as I did 
 until I met him to-night. He was one of our party when I was taken ijris- 
 
24 Chief Enos ; the first of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 oner. He lost his hair, bi:t not his life; now he is on the hunt of his Sallie 
 dear. How shall we bring them together. 
 
 Lyonia. — Leave that to me; I will manage it: go you and send Sallie here. 
 
 ExU Zehnond. 
 
 Enter Sallie. 
 
 Lyonia. — Sallie come sit by me, I have a strange story to relate to a'ou. 
 
 Sallie. — There is many strange stones in this world. 
 
 Lyonia. — This is something that will interest yon. My hn^iband was once 
 with a party who were attacked by Indians, and most all were reported killed; 
 since then he has met one who escaped. 
 
 Sallie. — Oh Peter! Peter! has he seen my Peter? Oh! do not trifle with 
 me! bnt say he lives? I know he does! last uight 1 saw him as plain as ever 
 did! Oh! speak! and say your husband has seen him! 
 
 Lyonia. — Could you comjiose yourself and prepare to meet him if he was 
 here? 
 
 Sallie. — Oh! take me to him! it needs no preparation for me to meet my 
 Peter! But are you sure it was him? 
 
 Lyonia. — Then compose your mind to meet him, for he is now in this city; 
 ransacking every nook and corner, hunting for his Sallie dear. We will re- 
 tire for the night; to-morrow he has engaged to meet my hiasband here that 
 they may look for you. 
 
 ScENK '2nd. — Pefer called <>n Mr. Youknowrm, who dainis to he a special 
 
 detective. 
 
 Enter Peter. 
 
 Peter. — I am told that you are just the man to help — 
 
 Mr. Yonknoicim. — A fellow out of a scrape, well, 3'es;if it is in my line! uever 
 go out of my regular line of business; if any one is lost, I just find 'em. 
 
 Peter. — You are the man; you see I am hunting a young woman from 
 Oregon, a Miss Sallie Jones. 
 
 31r. YouJoioinim. — Borrowed something up in Oregon, and forgot to re- 
 turn it before she left? 
 
 Peter. — No! no! no! nothing of the kind; honest good girl. 
 
 Mr. Youk'i)i>v:im.- — Now I understand; lost; no clue as to her wherabouts? 
 
 Pefcr.— She is in this city; that I am shure! 
 
 Mr. Youknoioim. -^Tlii^n I can find her; it talces time and money. 
 
 Peter. — ilake your time short, and name your price. 
 
 Mr. Y(jukn^jwim. — 'Say three weeks; price two thoiisnnd five hundred; one 
 thousand down, balance when fotmd; that fair? 
 
 Peter. — Three weeks is a long time; Say one — and it is a bargain. 
 
Chief Enos ; the fiRst of toe Modoc Massacres. 25 
 
 Mr. rbwtoiowim.— Well, let's have the coin; we don't stand on trifles! 
 
 [ Peter pays. ] 
 Exit Mr. Youknowbn. 
 
 Peter. — I am on the right track now; that is money well spent. I will go 
 to my room. 
 Exit. 
 
 Enter Youknowim and Bridget. 
 
 Mr. Youknowim. — They tell me that your name is Sallie Jones and that 
 you are from Oregon? 
 
 Bridget. — Shure and it is the truth sir! 
 
 Mr. Youknowim.— Knd. that your sweatheart's name is Peter? 
 
 Bridget. — Why should you be after tasen a dacent girl ? shure and you 
 know it is. 
 
 Mr. Youknowim. — You stay here; I will go and send Peter. 
 
 Exit Youknowim. 
 
 Enter Peter. 
 
 Bridget. — Dear Pater, is it you? come to my arms, dear Pater! Ouch! 
 Pater, and have you forgot j'our own swate Sallie dear? Shure, war'nt we 
 begaged up in Oregon? 
 
 Peter. — There is some mistake about this; I never saw you in the world before 
 — there is some mistake. 
 
 Bridget.— "Now Pater, just the same you used to was always jokin'. Pater, 
 shure now, let's go to the praist's and have it over, then we will be all right 
 Pater, we can then set up housekeeping and take lodgers. 
 
 Peter. — Detective, detective, ha, ha, ha, detective — [starts to the door']. 
 
 Bridget. — Stop your noise. Pater; shure there is not an infective in forty 
 miles of here, and if there was we have done nothing as yet, Pater. 
 
 Peter. — Out upon you! leave my presence or I will have you locked up 
 in less than a giffy. 
 
 Bridget. — O you spallpeen! is that the way you talk? I will sue you for a 
 breach of promise before to-morrow morning — I will go and send me lawyer; 
 out upon yeas, ye blaggard! 
 
 Exit Bridget. 
 
 Peter. — This is finding Sallie with a vengeance — the Lord deliver us from 
 all such! 
 
 Enter Mr. Youknowim. 
 
 Mr. Youknowim. — I suppose every thing is all right; we might as well 
 settle . 
 
 Peter. — Every thing is all wrong; what do you mean sir? explain. 
 4 
 
26 Chief Enos ; the first of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 Mr. Youknoioim. — Why, as I have fulfilled my contract; you will pay me 
 the balance, fifteen hundred, that will make us square. 
 
 Peter. — ^You impertinent scoundrel ! would you have the imjiudence to un- 
 dertake to defraud me in this manner? 
 
 Mr. Youknowim. — I undertake to defraud no one; all I ask is for you to 
 pay me the price agreed upon — I have done my pai-t, I expect you to do 
 yours. 
 
 Peter. — There take your money, [Ae takes the money and goes.'} I see how it 
 is; he and that Bridget have entered into a conspiracy to rob me; the best 
 thing that I can do is to give them what they want, and let them go. 
 
 Enter Mr. Takein. 
 
 Mr. Takein. — Mr. Peter, I believe; I have called in the interest of my ch- 
 ant to see what can be done in this case. 
 
 Peter. — What case do you mean? I do not understand you. 
 
 Mr. Takein. — Come now, that is too thin; we might as well talk business 
 first as last. You see Miss Salie Jones sets her damages at ten thousand 
 dollars, which I consider a reasonable figure — if you look to your interest, 
 you will settle this little affair without giving the thing further publicity. 
 
 Peter.— 1 am not going to be trifled with in this manner. Your Miss Salie 
 Jones is an imposter, and you are a fraud — you will oblige me by taking a 
 walk. 
 
 Mr. Takein.— Gome now, you are excited; calm yourself, and think what 
 will your friends say, and what will be the result. Your character black- 
 ened, an expensive suit, and in the end you will have the ten thousand with 
 cost to pay. We have all our witnesses, and can substantiate all the facts 
 in the case. Now shall I bid you go. ^starts to go.} 
 
 Peter. — Hold on, {aside; I see how it is, this is a deep, well laid plot to ruin 
 me] I will give five; [aside; I must get shut of her at once.] 
 • 3fr. Takein. — I can take nothing less than ten thousand; it is her orders. 
 
 Peter. — I will give five [aside; that rascally detective is at the bottom of 
 this] that is all I will stand. 
 
 Mr. Takein. — Then I will commence suit at once; I bid you good day. 
 [starts to go.} 
 
 Peter. — Stop, here is your monej'; I cannot afford to make this pubUc. 
 
 Mr. Takein. — [takes the money] now you act like a sensible man; this 
 will be kept still; you need have no fears now. 
 
 Exit Mr. Takein. 
 
 Peter. — This about ruins me, and Salie is no nearer found than at first. 
 
Chief Enos ; tup: first of the Modoc Massacres. 27 
 
 This is the last they will get from me; [^starts to go"] here is the detective, 
 let's see what is up. 
 
 Enter Mr. Youknowim. 
 
 .1//'. Yoiiknoicbn.—l have found your Sallie this time, no mistake. 
 
 Peter. — Where is she, take me to her. Istarts to go. ] 
 
 Mr. Yoitknoicim . — Business first you see; I have been at great expense, 
 had all the boys out on their beats; it will take two thousand five hundred 
 to settle up with them; they have worked hard and must be paid. Miss 
 Sallie is half crazy to see you. 
 
 Peter. — Let's go; if it is her, you shall be paid, but I must see her first. 
 
 Mr. Youknoidm. — that is all right, you stop here; I will go and bring 
 her. 
 
 Exit Mr. Youknowun. 
 
 Peter. — You see I am too sharp for him this time; he knows better than to 
 ask for money unless it is her. 
 
 Enter Mr. Youknowim, with a woman closely veiled. 
 
 Mr. Youknoioim. — Miss Salie Jones, of Oregon, here is your Peter. 
 
 [S/te throios herself into his arms , they embrace; Peter leads Iter to a seat.} 
 
 Mr. Youknoioim. — As things are on the sqiaare this time, we will settle and 
 I will retire from your service. 
 
 Peter. — Here is your money and a small present; besides I shall feel ever 
 grateful to you for the excellent services rendered. \^Mr. Youknowim takes 
 the money and goes. ] 
 
 IPeter takes his seat beside his supposed Sallie, puts his arm around her waist 
 and remarks'] — O, dear Sallie ! how long it has been since we sat down 
 together; I have longed for this hour to come; why don't you speak to me? 
 let me kiss those rosy lips! \_Lifts her veil and discloses a wenc/i.] O God! 
 is it a ghost? Heaven protect me! what can this mean? I am undone. 
 
 Dinar. — I will undo you; don't you try to make a fool of dis chile. 
 
 Peter. — my God! what can this mean? 
 
 Dinar. — No foolishness wid dis chile; you fillfull de contact, dat's what 
 you do. 
 
 Peter. — what on earth do you want? what do you want? 
 
 Dinor. — You settle, you settle, or I will sue you for a breach wid promise, 
 dat's what I do, dat's what I do. 
 
 Peter. — my God! am I in the infernal regions? IStartsto go; Dinor catches 
 him.'] 
 
 Dinor. — No you dont, 'fore God, till you settle wid dis chile. 
 
28 Chip:f Enos; the first of the Modoc Massacres. 
 
 Petei-. — "What do you want? how much? 
 
 Dinor. — Ten dollars, ten dollars, dats what it is. [Peter gives her the mon- 
 ey and goes.'\ 
 
 [Curtain falls.'] 
 
 Scene 3d. — Parlor in Zelmond's hov-se. 
 
 Enter Sallie. 
 Sallie. — My friend, Mrs. Zelmond, thinks that she is going to have a 
 good time telling my Peter that I am here, and then bringing him and I to- 
 gether; I will just see that she don't. For my part I could meet Peter just 
 as I would any one in a sensible way. Peter might be foolish ; if he is, she 
 shall be none the wiser. I will answer his call and meet him first. 
 
 O I am so gay and happy now since my Peter is not dead; 
 
 Yet these horrid thoughts come to mind, 
 
 O what will Peter think, for fashion has changed, 
 
 O what will Peter think, for fashion has changed, you know. 
 
 When Peter first came to see me at home, 
 The hair I wore was all my own. 
 But now you see it could not be. 
 For fashion has changed. 
 
 O what will Peter think, 
 
 For fashion has changed, you know. 
 
 Then when I went to get a new gown, nine yards a pattern I found. 
 But now you see, it could not be; 
 For fashion has changed. 
 
 O what will Peter think, 
 
 For fashion has changed, you know. 
 
 Then the heels on our boots were made comfortably low; 
 Now they are made to show; 
 
 For fashion has changed. 
 
 O what will Peter think. 
 
 For fashion has changed, you know. 
 
 When then we walked we did not bend. 
 But now, you see, we have to. 
 For fashion has changed. 
 
 O what will Peter thihk. 
 
 For fashion has changed, you know. 
 
 Exit Sallie. 
 
 Enter Peter. 
 
 Peter. — Things have run rough with me-; that special detective and his 
 gang proved a special set of villains. I have got out of their clutches and 
 they have got half of my cash; I am thankful that I got away with my life 
 from such a villainous set. Why don't Zelmond come? He must know 
 how anxious I am to find my Sallie dear? 
 
 Enter Sallie. 
 iSaWie.— Be seated, sir! Mr. Zelmond will be here presently. He is engaged 
 for the moment. 
 
Chief Enos ; the fiest of the Modoo Massacres. 29 
 
 Peter. — Do my eyes and ears deceive me! No! it is my own Sallie dear! 
 Great God ! how i;nwell yoii look ! What has wrought this change ! Yonr 
 cheeks, once so red and rosy, now so pale and deathlike ! what has changed 
 you so? 
 
 Sallie. — Grief for your supposed death — now I will soon be well. [She 
 faints, and he carries Jier off the sta<je.] 
 
 Enter Zelmoml. 
 
 Zelmond. — My old friend don't seem to be so fast on the hunt of his Sallie 
 after all; it is now quite late and he is not here yet; you never can depend on 
 what a fellow says when he is in love. He may have hanged, drowned or 
 committed suicide before this. I should hate to be held accountable for his 
 acts; not but what he is a good fellow but on general jninciples. Here comes 
 my wife. 
 
 Enter Lyouia. 
 
 Lyonia.- — Has not your old friend come? I wish he was here; I come to 
 break the news to him? 
 
 Enter Peter and Sallie. 
 
 Pefcr.— And we have come to break the news to you, since I have found 
 my Sallie dear. The setting sun will find us one. 
 
 Zelmond. — Kind friends, both great and small ; if you will call agaiii to- 
 morrow night, we will try our best you to delight. So for the present good 
 night. 
 
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