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 PREFACE. 
 
 "ANY are the books that give in interesting detail the ad- 
 
 •J-^-Lventures of a single or a few heroes, or of a restricted region 
 of the American frontiers. But it has been the conception of this 
 volume to present a broad view, embracing the more celebrated 
 episodes of the life led by the most noted pioneer explorers, 
 early settlers and brave soldiers who have won distinction m 
 border warfare. It is surely a worthy task to gather, in a natu- 
 ral, chronological succession, records of those thrilling exploits, 
 the recitals of which, oft repeated, have secured their heroes 
 immortality. 
 
 If it be objected that many of these worthies seemed to lack a 
 sujfficient respect for the sacredness of human life, their surround- 
 ings should be remembered. If they were apparently too ready 
 with the knife or the trigger, it was because their own lives were 
 felt to be held cheaply by many about them who were unre- 
 strainable by law. 
 
 At least we have glorified no gory outlaws, nor have we paint- 
 ed in alluring colors the road to the penitentiary or the scaffold. 
 
 The chain is nearly complete : not entirely, for it was not de- 
 signed to make a set history of all border events of interest. 
 The chief aim has been to display the differing phases of the same 
 long battle on the frontiers, from decade to decade, through centu- 
 ries, as the Indian races were gradually pushed back by the march 
 of the encroaching white race, till it enveloped them on all sides. 
 It is impossible to give, in a single volume, or, indeed, in a small 
 library, tho lives of all Americans who have met with remarkable 
 and thrilling adventures with either brute or human aborigines. 
 But it is believed that the most typical character of each strong- 
 ly marked period ha? b^en selected ; and while it is also imprao- 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 ti cable to include all the stories relating to such ni«n, it is thought 
 that those incidents most characteristic of a man and his times, 
 and possessing the most interest to the reader, have been chosen. 
 So many different volumes have been consulted, that to refer 
 each statement to the authority upon which it is based would 
 needlessly encumber the book. When the original possesses spe- 
 cial interest, as in the case of Boone's Autobiography, or Crock 
 ett's Diary in the Alamo, it is specially quoted. 
 
 D.M. K. - 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 V 
 
 CHAPTEE I. 
 COLCtfsTEL DANIEL BOONE, 
 Boone's Eame--Early Training — A Deer Turns Out a Dear — Leaves Korth Carolina 
 for Kentucky — The Neutral or " Dark and Bloody Ground " — Captured by the 
 Indians — The Escape — The Lonely Camp — Squire Boone's Arrival — ^Alone in the 
 Wilderness-^Savage Visits — Eemoves his Eamily to KentucUP— Attack on the 
 Emigi-ants — Disheartened Companions— The Dunmore War — Back Again— Settle- 
 ment at Booneshorough — Kejection of the Peace-Belt — Capture of the Three Girls 
 — The Kescue — The First Siege of Booneshorough — The Second Siege — Capture 
 of Boone and Surrender of his Party — A Particular Attachment for Boone — His 
 Indian Toilet — ^Escapes Again — A Smart Eight — The Third Siege — ^Parleying — 
 "A Singular Custom" — An Unsuccessful Attempt at Treachery by the Besiegers — 
 A Mine and a Countermine — The Siege Eaised — Sakmaking — Squire Boone Killed 
 — Flight for Life — The Hat Stratagem — Bobbed — Unjust Suspicions — A Bloody 
 Fight — Attack on Bryant's Station — The Water Carriers — The Decoy — Cunning 
 against Cunning — Keinforcements — Pursuit of the Indians — McGary's Rash 
 'Courage — A Battle that Becomes a Slaughter — Hea^^ Loss — Flight to the Settle- 
 ments — Noble Deeds — Peace — Boone a Farmer — The Tobacco Stratagem — 
 Throws Dust in the Eyes of the Indians — Land Speculators — Loses His Home — 
 Eemoves East — Too Crowded — Learns of a Happy Land — To Which He Ee- 
 moves — Prosperity — Trouble Again with. Titles — Paying Off Debts — O^d Age 
 —Death 15 
 
 CHAPTEE 11. 
 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 A Bo;yish Passion — His First Victory — Disastrous Eesult — His Flight — ^Wanderings 
 and Adventures — In Dunmore's War — At Booneshorough— Saves Boone from 
 the Indians — A Horse-Stealing Expedition — Captured — Plenty of Fun for the 
 Indians — Not So Much for Kenton — Too Much of a Free Eide — A Hug — At- 
 tempts to Escape — Eecapture — The Council House — Condemned to the Torture 
 and Death — Simon Girty — The Eenegade's Intercession — The Unreasonableness 
 of his Bequest — The Decision Eeversed — A Larger Council Confirms the First — 
 Girty Powerless — Logan Fails to Save Kenton — The Captive is Borrowed — But 
 Not Eeturned to the Lenders — Escapes to Booneshorough — Service as Soldier — 
 Loses his Land — Effort to Eegain it — ^Visits the Legislature — Unexpected Honors 
 — " Proudest Day of My Life "—Death 49 
 
 CHAPTEE III. 
 OTHEE HEEOES OF THE DAYS OF BOONE. 
 The Wetzels — Bo}ash Yeai*s — Capture of Jacob and Lewis Wetzel — ^Escape of the 
 Boys — IGlling of Mills — Levis Wetzel Chased by Four Indians — Lewis Wetzel 
 Loading while Eunning — " Hun Gun Always Loaded " — Jacob Wetzel and Ken- 
 ton Go on a Hunt — Old Wetzel's Heroism while Mortally Wounded — Aveng- 
 ing theb Father— Martm Wetzel Captured— [^ills Three Indians and Escapes 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 —^Lewis "Wetzel Hunts Indians — "FllTake a Scalp or Lose my Own" — He 
 Takes One— Another Hunt — Trees Four Indians — One Gets Away — Offends 
 Against Military Law — Captured — ^Escape — ^Popular Feeling — Pursuing Ma- 
 rauders — ^An Impetuous Lover — A Weary Hunter— A Watchful Dog — A 
 Worthy Foe— A Close Shave — The Poes— A Party of Avengers— Two Birds 
 with One Stone — Andrew Poe's Fight with Two Indians— A Desperate Battle — 
 Help Arrives — Shot by Friends — Major Samuel McCulloch — Siege of Fort 
 Henry— McCulloch's Force Arrives — Gets into the Fort — But the Major is Cut 
 Off— Famoi^Leap Down Wheeling Creek — A Slippery Customer — Adventur- 
 ous Logston^Efiet ween Two Fires — Equally Matched — A Greased Pig — Logston 
 Holds Him— Plucky, Though Wounded— No Evidence of the Fight . 68 
 
 CHAPTEE IV. 
 THE CRAWFOKD EXPEDITION. 
 
 The Moravian Indians — Their Supposed Treachery — The Proposed Punishment — 
 The Expedition— The Battle— The Eetreat— Capture of Col. Crawford and Dr. 
 Knight — The White Savage, Girty — Some Account of His Life — Horrible 
 Death of Col. Crawford — Escape of Dr. Knight — Another Captive — Slover's 
 Youth — The British Governor's Message — The Celestial Fire Department — 
 The Giant Longknife — The Giant Dwarfed — ^Wakeful Watchers — Broken 
 
 Bonds— Slover Escapes 93 
 
 CHAPTEE V. 
 SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 Women Worth Defending — Mrs. Dustin — The Laggard's Punishment — ^Escape Im- 
 possible — But Accomplished — Betty Zane — Going for Ammunition — No Shot 
 Wasted on a White *Squaw — A Widow's Home — The Night Attack — A Moth- 
 er's Decision — Smoked Out — A Heroine's Death— Pursuit — Daring Scouts — 
 Discovered — An Appeal for Help — The Captive Maiden — Her Safety Consult- 
 ed — The Scouts Attacked — A Gloomy Outlook — Unexpected Help — No 
 Further Use for Her— "Trust Me"— A Tale of Revenge— A Daring Guide— A 
 Wounded Man — His Plucky Wife — Down the Chimney — A Newcomer — A 
 Young Wife's Defense of Her Children — Three Indians with One Bullet— 
 Twenty-five Scared Off by One Woman 107 
 
 CHAPTEE VI. 
 LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 The West in 1800 — Census Figures Then and Now — Attempts at Making Overland 
 Passages to the Pacific — Purchase of Louisiana from the French — Jefferson's 
 Plan — Setting Out of the Expedition — The Ancestors of the Osages — Councils 
 with the Indians — A Treacherous River — Indian Horse Thieves — A Fight Threat- 
 ened — Winter Quarters — Assault on a Small Part}^ — Losses — A Retaliatory Ex- 
 pedition — Bear Fights — A Close Shave — A Buffalo Hunt — Exploring — Appal- 
 ling Stories — Trading with the Nez Perces Indians— Crossing the Mountains 
 — Descending the Columbia— Winter Quarters— Eye-Water Medicine Men— 
 On the Return— Encamp with Eight Blackfeet— Thievishness of their Yis- 
 
 itoTS — A Lively Time 126 
 
 CHAPTEE VIL 
 GEN. WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 Sirth and Education— Commissioned Ensign — Service Among Ohio Indians — Civil 
 Appointments— British vs. American Treatment of Indians— Turbulent State of 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 vii 
 
 ^he Country — Elskwatawa, the Prophet — ^Tecumseh, the Chief— Indian Efforts at 
 Reformation — Tecumseh's Education and Early Experiences — League of the 
 Tribes — Appeals to Superstition — Eloquence of the Prophet — The Prophet's 
 Town — Tecumseh's Life-work — Efforts to Conciliate Indians — Reception of the 
 Measenger— Outwitting the Governor — Rumors of War — Haughty Treatment — 
 Council at Yincenncs — Almost a Fight — Departure of Harrison for the Indian 
 Village — Encampment on the Tippecanoe — The Attack — The Battle — Defeat cf 
 the Prophet — The Prophet's Generalship — Peace in Indiana — Gov. Harrison's 
 Courage — Tecumseh Returns — Gives the Prophet a Shaking — The Chief Joins 
 the British — Indians Spoiling for a Fight — Tecumseh's Independence — The Bat- 
 tle — Death of Tecumseh — Gen. Harrison's Military Reputation — Conduct As- 
 persed — Vindicated — Resignation — Political Success — The Log Cabin and Hard 
 Cider Campaign — Sudden Death 
 
 CHAPTEE VIII. 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 Bis Family and Birth — Childhood — Hired Out — Runs Home — Three Da^^s at Soool 
 — Why He Left — How He Returned — School Again — A Wedding in Prospect 
 — Skill as a Marksman — Jilted — Disconsolate — Married — Soldier Life — Loses 
 His Wife — Marries Another — Made a Magistrate — Elected Colonel of Militia— 
 Member of the State Legislature — Losses in Business — Removal to the "Shakes" 
 ■■ — His Rifle, Betsy — A Bear Fight — In the Legislature Again — Electioneering — 
 Stump Speeches — Opposition to Jackson — More Bear Hunting — A Business 
 Venture — A Narrow Escape— Elected to Congress — A Pleasure Trip North — 
 Enthusiastic Reception — "Go Ahead" — Ten Quarts of Rum for a Coon-skin — 
 Job Snelling's Honesty — Defeated — Thimblerig — Encounter with a Cougar — 
 Enters San Antonio — Defense cf the Alamo — A Skirmish — Storming of the 
 Alamo — Surrender — Barbarity of Santa Anna — Death of Crockett . 167 
 
 CHAPTEE IX. 
 GENERAL SAM HOUSTON, 
 fiarly Settlement of Texas— The Austins — Difficulties Besetting the Colonists — 
 Death of the Elder Austin — Lafitte, the Pirate — Stephen F. Austin— The 
 Fredonia Trouble — ^Murder of Hunter — Houston's Early Life — Serves with 
 Jackson in the Creek War — Severe Wounds — High Honors— Governor of Ten- 
 nessee — Sudden and Unaccountable Departure — Colonel Bowie — A Fight on 
 a Sand-bar — Search for Silver^ Mines — Attacked by the Indians — President 
 Santa Anna — Austin's Mission to Mexico — Ijnprisonraent and Trial for Treason 
 — Released — War Approaching — Houston Made Commander-in-Chief— Siege 
 of the Alaaio by the Texans — The Grass Fight — Storming of the Alamo — Death 
 of Colonel Travis — Death of Colonel Bowie — Goliad — Brutal Massacre of the 
 Prisoners— Battle of San Jacinto — Ignominious Capture of General Santa 
 Anna — Acknowledges the Independence of Texas — Houston Elected President 
 — Death of Austin — Mexican Raids — Snively Expedition — Texas Enters the 
 United States — Houston Elected U. S. Senator — Opposes Secession — Resigns 
 Office of Governor — Death 195 
 
 CHAPTEE X. 
 KIT CARSOK 
 
 A Boy Hunter — In New Mexico— Surgery on the Plains — Trapping-^Indian Horse 
 Thieves — Pursuit by Trappers — ladian Thieves Attacked Successfully — A!Nar- 
 
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 CONTENTS, 
 
 row Escape — Pursuing the Horse Thief— Fight with Two Bears — ^XJp a Tree — 
 Fight with Indians — Carson Saves His Friend — A Duel with a Braggart — At- 
 tack on Indians — Carson's Brave Generosity — Encounter with Mountain Lion 
 — Another Indian Battle—- The War Dance — Hunter for Bent's Fort — The 
 Peacemaker — The Indian Wife — John C. Fremont— Exploring Expeditions— 
 Incidents of the Journey — The Frenchmen's Jealousy of Carson — The Return 
 — Carson Settles in Kew Mexico — On Another Trip with Fremont — Searching 
 for the Imaginary — Crossing the Mountains — Dismal Warnings — The Indian 
 Guide Deserts — Severe Hardships — Accomplish the Passage — Carson Rescues 
 Fremont — Fremont's Third Expedition — The Mexican War Threatens — News 
 from Home — Camp Attacked by Indians — Revenge — Destroying Indian Vil- 
 lage — Fremont Saves Carson — A Wary Old Warrior Foiled — Carson Sent to 
 Washington — Meets Gen. Kearney, and Returns with Him — Severe Fight with 
 Mexicans — A Heroic Journey — Close of the War — Fremont's Fourth Expedi- 
 tion — Indian Horse Thieves Again — Saves Two Merchants from Desperadoes 
 ^A Captive in Indian Hands — Brigadier-General — Death . 226 
 
 CHAPTEE XI. 
 GEK WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 A Tennesseean — Intended to be a Sailor — But Commissioned Lieutenant in the Army 
 — Service in the South — Lafitte and His Pirates — An Encounter with Them — 
 In St. Louis — An Indian Council — O'Fallon's Rashness — Race with an Indian 
 — Another Race — How an Offender Escaped a Whipping, and Capt. Harney's 
 Anger was Cooled by a Ducking — Black Hawk — The War — An Indian Vic- 
 tory — A Reconnoissance — Defeat of Black Hawk — Capt. Harney's Marriage — 
 To Florida— The Seminoles — Repulse of the Indians — Osceola — The Treaty 
 Broken — Harney's Influence — A Treacherous Night Attack — Escape through 
 the Woods — Useless Bloodhounds — Fight in the Everglades — End of the Florida 
 War — The Mexican War — Rival Generals' Jealousies — Gallantry at Cerre 
 Gordo — Brevetted Brigadier-General — Indian Troubles on the Borders — Bun- 
 combe — In Oregon — Return to St. Louis — The Civil War Begins — Urged to 
 Join the Confederate Army — Retired from Service — Member of the Indian 
 Peace Commission 271 
 
 CHAPTEE XII. 
 GEN. GEORGE A CUSTER. 
 Boyhood— A Cadet— Strict Discipline— "Walking Extras"— A Fair Fight— The 
 Officer of the Guard is Sent to the Guard House — Court-Martialed — Never 
 Hears the Decision — A Reconnoissance — The Superior's Report — The Subordi- 
 nate did the Work — His Reward — A Gallant Charge — The Boy General — Pop- 
 ularity — A Runaway in Washington — Westward, Ho ! — Gen. Hancock's Expe- 
 dition — The Birds are Flown — A Buffalo Hunt— The Buffalo Escapes, and the 
 Horse is Killed — Satanta — Custer's First Lessons in Indian Nature — The Attack 
 on the Wagon-Train— Comstock, the Scout — The Kidder Massacre — Rapid 
 Marching — Court-Martialed — Suspended — Restored by Request of Officers — 
 California Joe — Origin and Experiences — Condemned to the Torture — Saved 
 •—The Rescue of the White Girl — A Winter Campaign — March through the 
 Snow-storm — Reconnoitering — The Attack on the Cheyenne Village — The 
 Seventh Cavalry Congratulated — Custer Hurries up an Indian Moving — Rescue 
 of Captives — Submission of the Indians— Ordered to the East — Buffalo Hunting 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 with the Grand Duke— To the West Again— The Triangle Ride— A Fight— 
 The Black Hills Expedition — Capture and Trial of Rain-in-the-Face — Custer 
 Summoned to Washington — Executive Vengeance — The March to the Little 
 Big Horn — Plan of Attack — More Than They Bargained For— Reno's Repulse 
 — Each Waiting for Help from the Other — No Help, No Hope — "We Have 
 Killed Them All" 297 
 
 CHAPTEEXIIL 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 PescHption — Learning to Shoot — His First Treasure — Shooting Wolves — To Kan- 
 sas — Joins Lane's Company — Astonishes the Natives by His Marksmanship — 
 Winning a Name — Farmer — Stage Driver — The Best Shot on the Plains — At- 
 tack on Indians — Encounter with a Bear — Fight with the McCandlas Gang — 
 Brigade Wagon-Master — In Disgrace — Retrieval — Sharp-shooting at Pea Ridge 
 — ^^A Spy — Entering the Confederate Lines Again — Daring Escape — A Spy 
 Again — Discovered — In Prison — A Sleepy Guard — Burns His Bonds — How He 
 Got Black Nell — A Mean Indian Trick — Duel with Conquering Bear — Fight 
 with Four Men — Chief of Scouts — Kills Black Kettle — Wounded — A Lively 
 Marshal of Hays City — Fight with Fifteen Soldiers — Escape, Terrihly Wounded 
 — A Plan for Making Money — Dead Broke — Marshal of Abilene — A Texan's 
 ll^evenge — Jumping for Life — On the Stage — No Fun Allowed, so He Leaves in 
 Disgust — The Black Hills — Marriage — In Deadwood — Foully Murdered — 
 Wild Bill's Character— Trial and Execution of His Murderer . . 355 
 
 CHAPTEE XIV. 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 Boyhood — The California Gold Fever — Kansas Troubles — A Hero for Imitation^ 
 Billings as a Bocai^ro— Saving his Father — A Fight at School — Herding — At- 
 tacked by the Indians — Billy's First Redskin — Defended by Wild Bill — A 
 Breastwork of Dead Mules — A Broken Leg — Alone in the Dug-out — Saved by 
 j^iain-in-the-Face — Pony Express Rider — Attack on the Stage-Coach — The Horse 
 Thieves* Den — Escape — One of Chandler's Gang — Scouting — Enlisted — Mar- 
 riage — Hotel-Keeping — Scouting Again — Frightened Darkies — Half-Owner of 
 a Town— The Town Moves and Cody Breaks — The Spunky Tenth Cavalry 
 Again — Employed as Hunter — Four Thousand Two Hundred Buffalos in Eigh- 
 teen Months — A 5;ace for Life — At Bay — The Fire Signal — A Buffalo-Killing 
 Match — Comstock Badly Beaten — " How, How!" — Indian Humor — Which Bill 
 Does'nt Appreciate — A Trustworthy Messenger — Flight — Bringing Meat into 
 Camp — Breaking in a New Lieutenant — The Fifth Cavalry Victorious — Shoot- 
 ing Tall Bull — Justice Cody — Eastern Hunting Parties — An Imperial Pupil — 
 How the Grand Duke Killed his First Buffalo — On the Stage — Member of the 
 Legislature — Success as an Actor — Scouting Again — The Cheyennes Leave 
 their Reservation — But the Fifith Cavalry Induces them to Return — Cody En- 
 gages an Indian in Single Combat — " The First Scalp for Custer" — Later Ser- 
 vices • . • 392 
 
 CHAPTEE XV. 
 MODERN INDIAN FIGHTERS AND WAJtS. 
 nausea of an Indian War — The Minnesota Massacre— Extent of the Outbreak— Death 
 of Little Crow — Fetterman's Fate — Comstock the Scout—" Ef I Know Any- 
 thing, it*a Injuns"— Surprised— His Death— Their Reasons for the Murder— The 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 Modoc War — Captain Jack and the Commissioners — Murder of Gen. Canby— 
 The Lava Beds — Execution of Capt. Jack and his Accomplices — The Bloody 
 Centennial Year — Battle on the Kosebud — Gen. Merritt — Gen. Miles — Sitting 
 Buirs Cheek — A Winter Campaign — Cold Marching and Hot Fighting — ^Yel- 
 lowstone Kelly—The !Nez Perce Campaign— A Chief who Got Tired — Resting 
 on the Reservation — The Ute Outbreak — Maj. Thornburgh and his Men — Capt, 
 Payne 439 
 
 CHAPTEE XVI. 
 APACHE OUTBREAKS. 
 A Tough Tribe — Gen. Crook in Arizona — The Chiricahuas — Pursuit — Surprise- 
 Promises — The Prisoners — Praise — Blame — Promises Fulfil led — Fate of Charlie 
 McComas — Causes of 1885 Outbreak — Mode of Warfare — The Leader — Attack- 
 ed by the Cowboys — Geronimo's Nine Lives — Captain Crawford — Attacked by 
 Friends — The Death of Crawford — Avenging the Captain— Escape of the Hos- 
 tiles — The Conference with Gen. Crook — An Indian Joke — Gen. Miles — Re- 
 moval of the Chiricahuas — Surrender of Geronimo — Removal from the Reser- 
 vation 471 
 
 CHAPTEE XVIL 
 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 The Ghost-Dance — ^^Who was the Indian Messiah ? — The Probability — His Prom- 
 ises — Sitting Bull's Opportunity — The Indian Belief— The New Earth — Vis- 
 ions and Messages — The Omaha Dance — Description of the Ghost-Dance by 
 Eye- Witnesses — Reasons for Dissatisfaction Among the Indians — A Soldier's 
 Testimony — A Plot Discovered — BuflTalo Bill's Mission — Rival Weather Proph- 
 ets — Tribal Relations a Source of Trouble — Uncertainty as to Real Sentiments 
 of Chiefs — The Government Acts — A Reverend Ambassador — Dissensions 
 Among the Hostiles — Sitting Bull's Arrest Ordered — Rescue Attempted — 
 Sitting Bull Killed— Effect of bis Death— Capture of Big Foot's Band— Es- 
 cape and Pursuit — The Seventh Cavalry Takes the Field — Disarming of 
 Big Foot's Band— The Battle of Wounded Knee— Father Craft— Indian Ven- 
 geance — Death of Captain Wallace — Effect of Battle on Agency Indians- 
 Minor Fights— Lieut. Casey's Death— Red Cloud Returns to the Agency- 
 More Dissension* Among the Indians — The Hostiles Come In— Surrendering 
 Weapons— The Murder of Few Tails— Gen. Miles' Explanation of the War- 
 Bed Cloud's Story 4dft 
 
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 Indians Attacking Booneshorough o.... » 25 
 
 Boone's Indian Toilet,., <^ , 27 
 
 Boone Pursued by the Lidians o Full Page, 33 
 
 Women Getting Water fo?' the Foi^t o 87 
 
 An^ival of Reinforcements 89 
 
 The Tobacco Stratagem...,., 0....0 43 
 
 The Hunter's Paixidise , Full Page, 45 
 
 The Grave of Boone 0 , 48 
 
 Kenton Rescuing Boone » o 52 
 
 Kenton'' s Mazeppa Ride <. 55 
 
 Desperate Effort to Escape o 67 
 
 Simon GiHy, the Renegade, 61 
 
 Lewis Wetzel Loading While Running — Him gun always loaded^' 71 
 
 Wetzel's Escape frojn the Guard., Full Page, 77 
 
 Jacob Wetzel Saved by his Dog 80 
 
 Andy Poe's Fight with Bigfoot Full Page, 83 
 
 MeCulloch's Leap 87 
 
 An Indian's First Introduction to the Manly Ai^t 91 
 
 The Death Tortures of Col, William Crawford 98 
 
 An Indian Council Full Page, 
 
 Slaughtering Her Captors , 108 
 
 The White Squaw's Shot Full Page, 117 
 
 A Pioneer Woman's Defeiise of Her Home Full Page, 123 
 
 A Frontier Hero and Heroine o 125 
 
 The Osages' Father-in-law.. „ 128 
 
 A Close Shave 132 
 
 Killing the Thief, 138 
 
 Geyieral Wm, H. Harrison c , 144 
 
 Elskwatawa, The PropheV 147 
 
 Tecumseh o o 153 
 
 The Prophet's Visit to General Han^son Full Page, 154 
 
 Death of Tecumseh o 163 
 
 Tecumseh Rallying the Tribes c 165 
 
 David Crockett 171 
 
 Crockett on the Stump. o 174 
 
 Crockett's Fight with a Bear c , c 177 
 
 Shipwrecked on the Rivei^ 181 
 
 Crockett's First Buffalo Hunt 187 
 
 Desperate Fight with a Cougar, .....188 
 
 General Cos 189 
 
 Storming of the Alamo o.... 190 
 
 'Defense of the Alamo 191 
 
 Death of Crockett......... Full Page, 193 
 
 Monuinent to the Defenders of the Alamo c 194 
 
 L afitte., the Pirate. , „ 198 
 
 The Murder of Hunter 200 
 
 Houston Wounded in the Creek War 202 
 
 General Santa Anna 206 
 
 A Texan Ranger , 209 
 
 General Sam Houston „ ...o 212 
 
 Houston Dictating Orders , , , SI6 
 
 Houston at San Jacinto 217 
 
 The Finding of " The Mighty and Glorious^' 218 
 
 Santa Anna Before Houston , 219 
 
 Surgery on the Plains Tr; 227 
 
 Christopher Carson. « o » 229 
 
 Indian Capturing Horses o c o..230 
 
 A Narrow Escape. o..,. 232 
 
 The Pursuit of the Horse Thief 234 
 
 A Fight With Grizzlies o =...235 
 
 The Summer Ren dezvous c 0 , Full Page, 237 
 
 Carson's Duel with the Braggart,.,** » 239 
 
 Defending a Fallen Comrade^ 0 * **...g41 
 
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 Indian War Dance , 
 
 A Pawnee Chief in Full Costume , 
 
 Carsoii's House at Taos «.«.».•.•..•••••••••.•..., 
 
 Fremont Rescued by Carson ...ca......... 
 
 Indians Discovering the Train .....Full Page, 
 
 The Stealthy Night Attack ...e..c..... Full Page, 
 
 Carson Saved by Fremont 
 
 Mexican Towns Surrendering to General Kearney Full Page, 
 
 ijren, John C, Fremont 
 
 Gen, Wm, S, Harney , -« o.... 
 
 Harney's Race with the Indian 
 
 Another Race and a Cold Bath ! 
 
 Black Hawk 
 
 Osceola o.,... « 
 
 A Treaty of War 
 
 Billy Bowlegs 
 
 In the Everglades c«. 
 
 Gen, Winfield S, Scott.,,. o 
 
 Gen, Geo, A, Custer c. •. 
 
 Indians Viewing the Pacific Railroad Full Page, 
 
 Hunter Charged by Buffalo Full Page, 
 
 Custer's Interview with Pawjiee Killer 
 
 The Eveyiing Concert Full Page, 
 
 The Attack on the Waqon Train Full Page, 
 
 The Work of Devils. y. .Full Page, 
 
 Gen. Philip H Shei^idan ,.....c...... ..„.....•«.«■. .<......o 
 
 Calif 07'nia Joe , 
 
 The Surpidse of the Cheyenne Village Full Page, 
 
 The Messenger of Defeat „ 
 
 Custer's Indian Scouts Celebrating Victory ...Full Page, 832 
 
 Satanta c.r.. ........ ...Full Page, 334 
 
 Lone Wolf Head Chief of the Kiow as » Full Page, 335 
 
 A Buffalo Hunt c .338 
 
 The Triangle Ride ...™..».e.„.... c .Full Page, 340 
 
 Capture of Rain-in-the-Face 344 
 
 Rain-in-the-Face.,. , Full Page, 347 
 
 Sitting Bull , 350 
 
 " We have killed them alll^' — The Messenger of Victory,. 352 
 
 Temporary Monument on the Site of Custer'* s Last Fight , Full Page, 353 
 
 Wild Bill Shooting Wolves 35(3 
 
 Wild Bill (J. B, Hickok) .c .....359 
 
 Wild Bill's Fight with the Bear 361 
 
 Fight with the McCandlas Gang .........363 
 
 Taking to the Water , .,.o..e367 
 
 Killing the Sleeping Sentinel ...c...,..c. c.,,^.cooce,«.371 
 
 Conquering Bear cc«. oo*. e.€>«co^.. ...s.*..... 375 
 
 Spoiling for a Fight ...377 
 
 ''Ain't you satisfied ? " ...379 
 
 Wild bill's Fight with Fifteen Soldiers .....383 
 
 The Murder of Wild Bill..... 390 
 
 Billy Kills His First Indian ....c .397 
 
 Departure of the Stages ............Full Page, 402 
 
 The Attack on the Stage .......,Full Page, 403 
 
 Escaping from the Horse Thieves *''-*"*"l?n 
 
 After the Surprise ...,......«.eo«...ot...e..,..*...^cr. 410 
 
 Buffalo Bill { W, F, Cody) .......................0 c 413 
 
 ''Keep off!'* A Center Shot —Ijo 
 
 Railroad Train Encountering a Herd of Buffaloes, .,....*..c...Fal! Page, 419- 
 
 ''How, how!'* .,.o......c.,.*..., - 421 
 
 Buffalo Bill and his Horse Brigham. **.Full Page, 424 
 
 Making Buffaloes Furnish their Own Transportation .e......o..o» .425 
 
 The Shootma of Tall Bull ..c.,....c.c...e,.cc.,..«..e..... c.o...,.....428 
 
 *^Look out 429 
 
LIST ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 Showing the Grand DuTce how to Kill Buffaloes 431 
 
 An Arrow Through a Buffalo,,*, ••••••••••••••««••••••••••«••«•••• .433 
 
 Texas Jack {J, B, Omohundro) •••• ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 434 
 
 The First Scalp for Custer, • „.,., .437 
 
 Massacre of Minnesota Settlers,,,,,, oFull Page, 438 
 
 The Ideal Indian •«.*^*.*.o**«.»»...«*.**««*»»«»*«»«.***««......««.. 489 
 
 The Real Article ••• • • , « >....440 
 
 Gen, H. H. Sibley, 442 
 
 A Dakota Chief, 444 
 
 Conference between U,S, Coynmissioyiers and Indians • .446 
 
 On the War-path Full Page, 448 
 
 Gen, SturgiSy the Famous hidian Fighter, • • 449 
 
 Gen, E,R, S, Canby * 450 
 
 Massacre of Peace Commissioners by Modocs Full Page, 451 
 
 The Modoc Stronghold Full Page, 453 
 
 Captain Jack , 454 
 
 The Fight in the Lava Beds • Full Page, 455 
 
 Hooker Jim 457 
 
 Schonchin 457 
 
 Boston Charley • • 457 
 
 Shack Nasty Jim 457 
 
 Gen, C, H. Crook , 458 
 
 The Battle on the Rosebud,^ ^ • Full Page, 459 
 
 An Oasis in the Desert,.,,. • Full Page, 463 
 
 The Indian Camp 463 
 
 Gen, Wesley MerHtty Colonel of the 5th U, 8, Cavalry 466 
 
 Gen, O, O, Howard 467 
 
 Capt, D, L. Payne. c 468 
 
 Death of Major Thornburgh Full Page, 460 
 
 Emigrants Def&nding Themselves against an Indian Attack, , 472 
 
 Treating for Peace with Gen, Crook 474 
 
 Surrender of the Chiricahuas and their Captives Full Page, 475 
 
 Charlie McComas 476 
 
 GeronimOf War Chief of the Apaches 478 
 
 Apaches on a Raid • Full Page, 481 
 
 Capt. Crawford, 483 
 
 Dutchy^- the Avenger of Capt, Crawford^ s Death .*487 
 
 Gen, Nelson A, Miles , 491 
 
 Apaches Scalping /So^ier^..,««f»*«*«M*tf»*«ttt*»t».««««« «• 492 
 
 Sitting Bull, Chief of the Sioux Indians e<»o 49T 
 
 Sitting Bull Addressing His Followers Full Page, 500 
 
 The Ghost-Dance Full Page, 504 
 
 Concentrating Infantry at the Seat of War. > 509 
 
 American Horse r .. 513 
 
 The Squaw Man Visited by His Wife's Relations Full Page, 518 
 
 Gen, Miles and Hi, Escort, Full Page, 522 
 
 Capt, Geo. D, Wakuce 529 
 
 Defending the Wagon^Train - Full Page, 534 
 
CHAPTER I. 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 A COMPETENT authority says that at least thirty places in 
 the United States bear the name of Daniel Boone, the best 
 known pioneer, perhaps, of the country; certain it is that eight 
 states contain counties thus designated — monuments of love and 
 admiration for a man upon whose like we shall not look again. 
 
 Born in Western Virginia or Pennsylvania, in 1735, his earliest 
 years were spent in the unsettled forests. His father removed to 
 the banks of the Eadkin Eiver, in North Carolina, when he was 
 but a boy. He had already acquired something of that skill with 
 the rifle, so necessary to the frontiersman, and for which he be- 
 came so eminent. When a very young man, he saw a pair of large, 
 soft eyes gleaming in a thicket; the ready gun was leveled and 
 fired, but the deer bounded aside ; with quick foot the young 
 hunter followed his game through the wood, and at last came to 
 a clearing, in the midst of which stood a settler's cabin ; in this 
 he sought shelter for the night, and it was not refused him; to 
 do the honors to the young stranger, the members of the family 
 hushed the excitement which had prevailed among them ; but 
 they had not acquired the power of entirely coi^cealing their feel- 
 ings, and he soon learned that, as the daughter of the house and 
 her little brother were returning through the woods from a neigh- 
 bor's, some one, Indian or white man they could not tell, had fired 
 at them, and chased them almost to the very door. 
 
 Boone listened to the recital, and for once was glad that he had 
 missed his aim. But though unsuccessful as a hunter in bringing 
 down his game, better luck attended his elforts as a lover, and a 
 long ai.d happy life followed the marriage which took place soon 
 afterward, between him and the owner of the soft eyes that had 
 deceived him. 
 
 But sparsely settled as it was, the state, in a few years, became 
 too populous for the exercise of a hunter's vocation, and Boone 
 
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 £JOLONEI DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 determined to remove to a wilder country. In the early part of 
 May, 1769, he, in company with John Stewart and four other 
 men, left his home in ISTorth Carolina and journeyed towards the 
 " Dark and Bloody Ground,^' west of Virginia, and lying between 
 the homes of the northwestern and the southern tribes of Indians. 
 
 This country, long before 
 known to the savages as 
 Xantuckee, was regarded 
 by them as neutral ground, 
 not to be used as a habita 
 tion by those of either 
 section. As a natural con- 
 sequence of this, it became 
 the wandering place of 
 ^ast herds of buffalo and 
 ieer, the wild duck linger- 
 ed in its streams, the wild 
 turkeys dwelt on its hills, 
 and the forests were full 
 of life. A paradise for the 
 sportsman, truly ; and the 
 wild huaters of the sur- 
 rounding tribes had long 
 ago discovered this. This 
 was the destination of 
 many of their great hunt- 
 ing parties, and *here, 
 when North and South 
 met upon this common ter- 
 ritory, many a bloody 
 conflict justified the name 
 they had given to it. To 
 DANIEL BOONE. thc wild meu of the woods 
 
 the possession of a hunting ground meant subsistence; the pres- 
 ence of the white man, destruction. Their fathers had been driv- 
 en toward the sunset far enough ; here they would stay; and arm- 
 ing themselves with all the grim determination that an Indian ' 
 could summon, they fought the white men who invaded their 
 land. 
 
 The six men who left the banks of the Eadkin Eiver in the 
 Spring of 1769, were determined to establish themselves in the 
 
WtONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 western paradise | and although not forgetful of the danger that 
 awaited them, they pushed defiantly forward. Early in June 
 they reached the Eed Eiver, and there encamped, living on the 
 game which they killed, and the fruits which abounded in the un- 
 cultivated regions, better fare than French cook ever prepared^ 
 for hungry borderers. Of the adventures of nearly seven months 
 we know nothing ; the triumphs of the hunter, and the pioneer^s 
 ascape from danger are forgotten ; absolutely no chronicle of this 
 
 CAPTtTRE OF BOONE AKD STEWART, 
 
 time remains to us. Dec. 22nd of the same year is a more men^ 
 orable date, for then, to use the old hunter^s own words : " John 
 Stewart and I had a pleasing ramble, but fortune changed th# 
 scene/' 
 
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 COLONEL DANIEL BOONEc 
 
 It was nearly the evening of the short December day, when, as 
 the two hunters ascended a slight eminence overlooking the Ken- 
 tucky river, a party of Indians rushed from a neighboring cane- 
 brake, surrounded and captured them. For seven days they were 
 prisoners, uncertain what fate awaited them. Had there been 
 nothing else, the natural enmity of the two races might have 
 decided the fate of the captives adversely; but the cool and 
 manly bearing of Boone doubtless impressed the savage who so 
 much desired those qualities for himself. At any rate, the entire 
 absence of resistance lulled the captors into a false security, and 
 they slept, leaving the prisoners unbound. Eising from his place 
 so lightly as not to disturb the Indians about him, Boone sought 
 out his companion, silently aroused him, and together they fled. 
 Imagine, if you can, the dismay which was in that circle of war- 
 riors the next morning ! "Whether the captives' fate ras to have 
 been torture or adoption (the usual alternatives) the disappoint- 
 ment was equally great; they had been robbed of enjoyment, or 
 their friendship had been rejected. 
 
 Arriving at the camp where, a week before, they had left their 
 four companions, they found it despoiled of all the implements of 
 pioneer life, and no trace of their friends. These, probably ter- 
 rified by the mishap of Boone and Stewart, had departed from 
 the dangers of that country forever. The others, however, were 
 of sterner stuff ; if danger dwelt in the wilderness, there was hap- 
 piness, too, and they had no notion of missing the one by shun- 
 ning the other. 
 
 Before long, however, there came new companions. "Wander- 
 ing through the forest, in search of Boone, came his brother 
 Squire and another adventurer. The veriest stranger would have 
 been welcomed by the lonely hunters, and we may conjecture the 
 reception that awaited Squire Boone. But the little band of 
 hunters were soon to be reduced to the same number as before, 
 Yor Stewart was killed by the Indians late in the winter or early 
 in the spring, and the man who had accompanied Squire Boone 
 returned home. 
 
 The two brothers were now left alone in the wilderness. .What- 
 ever dangers may have beset them, they escaped ; and building 
 a cottage to defend themselves from the storms of winter, for sev- 
 eral months they lived sufficient for each other. Whether the 
 modesty which characterizes true courage prevents Boone from 
 telling us the perils of this year, or whether his self-reliance, iiia 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 J9 
 
 coolnees, his forethought, united to his bravery and his excel- 
 lence in woodcraft inspired the savages with such respect that 
 they let the brothers live in peace, we cannot tell; but he speaks 
 of their enjoyment of this life. 
 
 The first of May, 1770, Squire Boone set oif to the settlements, 
 in order to obtain horses and ammunition, Daniel being left at 
 the camp, without bread, salt or sugar. More than the lack of 
 these articles of food was the entire absence of companionship ; 
 not a horse or a dog cheered his solitude, and yet the unlettered 
 woodsman found pleasure in the vast wilderness. Eoaming away 
 from the lonely cabin, he spent days and nights in the trackless 
 forest, returning to find that the foe had come in his absence. 
 Often he lay throughout the night in thick canebrakes, in order 
 that he might not be present to receive such visits ; and here the 
 prowling wolves made night hideous, so that he dared not sleep 
 too soundly. But though he so fully appreciated the dangers by 
 which he was surrounded, and so carefully guarded himself from 
 them, it ended there ; fear had no part in his nature, and he was 
 fully able to appreciate the beauty in the pathless woods,'^ for 
 no abject terror of the denizens of the forest disturbed the calm 
 balance of his mind. 
 
 Towards the end of July his brother returned, and not think- 
 ing it safe to remain in that place any longer, they shifted their 
 quarters to the banks of the Cumberland Eiver, whence in March, 
 1771, he returned home in order to bring his family to the wild 
 home he had chosen. 
 
 Much time, however, wa^ consumed in the necessary prepara- 
 tions ; but at last the farm was sold, horses and supplies pur- 
 chased, and in September, 1773, they left the v... ome for the 
 new. At PowelFs Valley, they were joined by five other families, 
 and a company of forty able-bodied men, the whole party being 
 well equipped with provisions and ammunition. In high spirits 
 they journeyed onward, meeting with no accident or alarm until 
 October 6, nearly two weeks from the time that the Boone family 
 left home. On this day, as they were approaching Cumberland 
 Gap, a pass in the mountains, the young men who were driving the 
 cattle, and who had fallen five or six miles in the rear of the main 
 body, were suddenly attacked by the Indians. Six of their num- 
 ber were slain, one being the eldest son of Daniel Boone ; a seventh 
 escaped with a wound ; the cattle were all dispersed in the woods. 
 The reports of the rifles recalled the main body of pioneers, but 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 it was too late J the savages had vanished before they could come 
 up ; there was nothing to do but bury the dead. 
 
 Disheartened by this sad experience, many of the men, in the 
 council held immediately after, urged a return to the settlements. 
 Despite his own sad loss, however, Boone strenuously opposed 
 this, and was earnestly supported by his brother 3 but even their 
 united persuasions were or no avail; and yielding to the argu- 
 ments of the majority, they returned with the whole party to the 
 settlement on the Clinch Eiver, in the southwestern part of Vir- 
 ginia, and forty miles from the scene of the disaster. 
 
 Boone always regarded himself as an instrument in the hands 
 of Providence to effect the settlement of Kentucky; but the tim- 
 idity of his companions at this point in his life averted a great 
 danger. If the advice of the two brothers had prevailed, there 
 would have been left not one to tell the story of an Indian mas- 
 sacre. It was in consequence of the murder of the family of 
 Logan, the eloquent Indian chief whose own words tell his mis- 
 fortunes better than any others could, that the terrible Dunmore 
 War broke out early in the year 1774. 
 
 It was after the beginning of this war, but before it had attain- 
 ed its height, that Gov. Dunmore of Virginia solicited Boone and 
 a companion woodsman to go to the falls of the Ohio and con- 
 duct thence a party of engineers, whom he had sent there some 
 months before. This task was performed with safety and des- 
 patch, a round trip of eight hundred miles being accomplished 
 in sixty-two days. 
 
 After his return, the war being now at its height, Boone was 
 given the command of three contiguous garrisons on the frontier. 
 After this fight, in which about fifteen hundred warriors of the 
 Shawnees, De^ u^res, Mingos, Wyandots and Cayugas were de- 
 feated by the whites, these tribes sued for peace, relinquishing 
 all title to Kentucky. The Six Nations, by treaty, and the Cher- 
 okees, by sale, had dispossessed themselves previously to this 
 time ; so that when Boone took his family and household gods 
 into Kentucky, it was into a region abandoned by its native lords 
 to the white men. 
 
 Boone had been present at the making of the treaty by which 
 the Cherokees sold their lands, being sent to represent the pur- 
 chasers, a company of adventurous speculators of which a per- 
 sonal friend. Col. Eichard Henderson, was the moving spirit. In- 
 deed, it was in consequence of the hardy pioneer's glowing ac- 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 count of Kentucky, its rich plains and game-abounding forests, 
 that many such companies had been formed in Virginia and 
 Korth Carolina, for the purpose of colonization. 
 
 A small company of brave and hardy men was soon collected, 
 and sent, under the leadership of Boone, to open a road from the 
 Holston to the Kentucky Eiver, and to build a fort where Otter 
 Creek empties itself into the latter. The Indian has not the pa- 
 tient, far-SQcing courage which a siege demands ; his victory must 
 be won by a single wild onslaught from his ambush in the forest, 
 upon those who have no defense but their right hands, weaken- 
 ed by the surprise of unexpected attack. Hewn logs are bullet 
 proof, and hence a sufficient defense. As the fort built at Boones- 
 borough was similar to those soon scattered all over the coun- 
 try, a description of that will be sufficient for all. 
 
 Oblong in shape, the sides were composed of cabins, separated 
 by stockades; the walls of these buildings were about ten or 
 twelve feet high on the outer side, sloping downward as they 
 neared the inner opening. At each of the four corners was a 
 building two stories in height, and projecting some two feet each 
 way farther than the cabins described ; the second story extend- 
 ing a foot and half or two feet beyond the walls of the ground 
 floor. These cox'ner buildings, larger and stronger than the others, 
 and called block-houses, were by their construction enabled to 
 command the whole outer wall of the fort, and even if the sav- 
 ages had forced their way into the enclosure, the garrison could 
 for some time defend themselves in one of the block-houses. Two 
 large folding gates, on opposite sides of the fort, and made of 
 thick wooden slabs, provided means of entering and leaving the 
 fort. Of course enclosures varied in size, and in some cases, 
 only one o^ two olock-houses were built; the fort at Boones- 
 borough lac been estimated to have covered a space of one hun- 
 dred and fifty by two hundred and sixty feet. Rude as they were, 
 these log cabins, with puncheon, or perhaps earthen floors, built 
 without nails, or any iron whatever, they must yet have seemed 
 heaven to the terrified settler who, hearing the dread tidings of 
 massacre so common then, fled from his little clearing in the 
 woods, where a cabin of the same kind, but solitary and insecure, 
 was his home. And on the 14th of June, 1774, after a journey 
 during which five of their number had been killed by the Indians, 
 and after laboring more than two months, they saw the fort at 
 Boonesborough completed. 
 
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 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 In September or October of the same year, the last tie which 
 bound Daniel Boone to any other than his chosen dwelling place 
 in the wilderness was broken ; for then he led his family and a 
 few followers once more towards that which his daring and skill 
 had made a home. Joined in Powell's Yalley by new recruits, 
 the little company consisted of twenty-six men, four women, and 
 four or five boys and girls. At the head of Dick's Eiver, some 
 few of these had separated themselves from the rest in order to 
 join the settlers at Harrodsburg, in the interior of the state; so 
 that it was less than thirty, perhaps barely twenty persons, who 
 pushed on towards Boonesborough ; " my wife and daughter,'' as 
 the old man afterwards recorded with some pride, being the 
 first white women that ever stood on the banks of the Kentucky 
 River.'' 
 
 In spite of the fact that the British officers endeavored in every 
 way to excite the animosity of the Indians towards all settlers 
 in this region, and even furnished the savages with arms and am- 
 munition, the little colony at Boonesborough remained for some 
 time undisturbed. This was doubtless due in part to Gen. George 
 Eogers Clarke, whom the Yirginia Legislature sent with a force 
 to protect the western settlements, and who, rejecting the belt 
 which the treacherous savages offered as a token of peace, did 
 good service in the defense of the colonists ; but much of the se- 
 curity must be explained by the character of the pioneers them- 
 selves. The winter and spring of 1776 were passed by the set- 
 tlers in hunting, fishing, clearing and planting. Suddenly, on^ 
 day in the winter, as they were engaged in their , usual work, a 
 small band of marauding Indians appeared, and in the skirmish 
 that ensued, one of the whites was killed. Then the red men de- 
 parted as suddenly as they had come, and the settlers were un- 
 molested during the next half year. 
 
 It was on the fourteenth of July of the same year, that three 
 young girls, Miss Betsey Callaway, her sister Frances, and Dan- 
 iel Boone's daughter Jemima, were in a canoe on the Kentucky 
 Eiver, within sight of Boonesborough. Eaised in the frontier 
 district of North Carolina and Virginia, and accustomed for near- 
 ly two years to the pioneer life of the Kentucky fort, they had 
 no fear of the boundless forest or the rushing river. The pre- 
 sence of danger was a thing unheeded, because so intimately 
 known. But even a braver heart, if such ever beat in a woman's 
 breast, would have quailed at the sight of a swarthy form mov- 
 
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 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 ing througn the water, the slight boat in which they were follow- 
 ing as surely as though drawn by some demoniac enchantment. 
 The terrified girls clung to each other, not knowing what was to 
 befall them. Steadily the canoe moved to the other side of the 
 river, and now, in the stream and the forest, appeared other dark 
 faces, gleaming with triumph. "Within the fort, all seemed for a 
 moment confusion, but a calm intelligence brought order out of 
 chaos, and despite the fact that their canoe had been left on the 
 oth^T side of the river, z party under the leadership of Captain 
 Boone was soon on the track of the savages. 
 
 Care, as well as swiftness, was necessary 3 excite his wrath by 
 too merciless a pursuit, and the tomahawk, raised against those 
 three defenceless heads, would make a failure of success. More 
 than thirty miles the track was followed, through the densest 
 cane brakes and on the path of the buffalo; nearly fifty miles 
 from the fort, the pursuers overtook them just as they were kin- 
 dling a fire to cook. The watchfulness of the Indians was not 
 less than the carefulness of the pioneers, for each saw the other 
 at about the same time. A short, sharp report, of four rifles at 
 once ; the red men fly ; two more rifle shots, and two of the In- 
 dians fall, one slain by Boone, and one by Col. Floyd ; the others 
 escape, but without a moccasin, knife or tomahawk, with only 
 one shot-gun, and no ammunition, losing of course their captives. 
 
 This was the only exciting event of the year to the colony. 
 From time to time a new member was added to their society, and 
 everything progressed quietly. Heart-rending as the anxiety of 
 the parents must have been when the three girls were captured, 
 the alarm thus given prevented, perhaps, a greater disaster. 
 
 Even on the day of the capture, some other parties had at- 
 tacked several stations ; and the settlers living out of the forts 
 were harassed ; many men were killed, and most of the cattle 
 were destroyed. So general and great was the alarm, that about 
 three hundred speculators and adventurers returned to their old 
 homes east of the mountains. 
 
 By April of the succeeding year, however, Boonesborough 
 could no longer claim to be exempt from the sieges that other 
 forts had suffered, A hundred Indians gathered about the fort, 
 and advanced to attack it with all the horrid din which incites 
 them to conflict. But the same cool intelligence which had de- 
 feated them before, was against them now. The sharp crack of 
 the rifle, aimed by the unerring marksmen within, was but little 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONJi* 
 
 25 
 
 to their taste, brave warriors as they were, and they soon with- 
 drew, carrying with them their dead and wounded. The settitsrs 
 gnifered slightly, one man being killed and four wounded. 
 
 But though the Indians had raised the siege so soon at this 
 April attack, they were not to remain away long. On the 4th of 
 July, their number being doubled, they returned. Detachments 
 were sent to alarm and annoy the neighboring settlements, and 
 thus prevent reinforcements being sent to Boonesborough. For 
 two days the attack 
 was vigorous. The 
 twenty-two men 
 within the fort saw 
 with anxious hearts 
 the two hundred ^^red 
 devils^' surrounding 
 them. With patient 
 courage they await- 
 ed the result ; drop- 
 ped a soldier's tear 
 over the one man 
 that was killed dur- 
 ing this time; tended 
 their two wounded 
 comrades; told each 
 other with grim 
 pleasure that an- 
 other Indian had 
 fallen, until the num- 
 ber seven had been 
 reached; then, sud- 
 denly, with great 
 clamor, the Indians 
 raised the siege, and 
 departed. 
 
 The neighboring settlements, Logan's Fort and Harrodsburg, 
 suffered more severely than Boonesborough ; but considerable 
 reinforcements strengthened the several garrisons, forty-five men 
 reaching Boonesborough in the latter part of July, and a hun- 
 dred more about a month later. This increased strength resulted 
 in i^reater boldness on the part of the settlers, so that for about six 
 f\reeks there were almost daily skirmishes with the Indians. 
 
 LNDIA^TS ATTACKING BOONESBOROUGH. 
 
26 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 Notwithstanding this warlike state of affairs, the men pursued 
 their work of tilling the land as usual; some, of course, acting 
 as sentinels. At hunting, a still more dangerous occupation, but 
 equally necessary, as supplying them with meat, they took turns. 
 
 The procuring a subsistence was thus at all times a dangerous 
 work. Such was the case in January, 1778, when a party of 
 thirty, headed by Boone, went to the Blue Licks to make salt for 
 the different stations. On the seventh of February, while out 
 hunting in order to procure meat for this party, he fell in with a 
 party of a hundred and two Indian warriors, on the march toward 
 Boonesborough. More than fifty years old, he could not outstrip 
 the fleet-footed young pursuers, and for the second time was 
 captured. What at first sight appears a totally unnecessary step 
 was now taken; Boone surrendered his entire party, numbering 
 twenty-seven men ; the Indians promising safety and good treat- 
 ment. He foresaw the result from the first, however; the In- 
 dians were diverted from their purpose by the unexpected good 
 fortune, and returned home with their prisoners and booty. For 
 this surrender Boone has been much censured, and at a later 
 period was court-martialed; but was honorably acquitted, the 
 judges deciding that his course had undoubtedly saved Boones- 
 borough from attack. 
 
 The Shawnees returned to their principal town. Old Chillicothe, \ 
 on the Little Miami; the prisoners sharing the few comforts and \ 
 the many privations of their captors, during a three days' march '\ 
 in wet, cold weather. After a stay of nearly a month, the leader 
 and ten of his men were taken to Detroit, then held by the Brit- 
 ish, who, as before stated, were the chief agents in exciting the 
 Indians against the Americans. The ten subalterns were present- 
 ed to the commandant, who was very anxious to get possession- 
 of Boone, in order to liberate him on a parole; but persuasions 
 were of no avail. Even a ransom of a hundred pounds did not 
 tempt them ; they had formed a particular attachmi^nt, and were 
 by no means disposed to part with the object of it. This affectiom 
 perhaps, was not returned by the man whom it kept from home 
 and family, but resistance would only infuriate Ihe savages, whose 
 suspicions he must allay if he hoped ever to escape from them. 
 
 Go back to Chillicothe he must, and the fifteen days' march 
 was accomplished with submissive cheerfulness. 
 
 An Indian family now adopted Boone, with the usual formal- 
 ities, which, to quote one of his biographers, "were often severe 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 2? 
 
 jnid ludicrous. The hair of the hoad is plueked*otit by a painful 
 and tedious operation, leaving' a tuft, three or four inches in di* 
 ameter, on the crown, for the scalp-lock, which is cnt and dressed 
 up with ribbons and feathers.'* After copious ablutions in the 
 river, " to wash the white blood out of him," he listens in the 
 council house to a speech from the chief who expatiates upon the 
 
 BOONE'S lOTIAK TOILET. 
 
 ^honors conferred on him. His head and face having been paint, 
 ed in accordance with the latest and most popular style, a grand 
 feast concluded the ceremony. 
 
 The prisoner bent every endeavor to pleasing his captors : often 
 accompanying them on bunting parties, they could not sufficient- 
 ly admire his skill; this was less admirable, however, than in 
 the frequent shooting matches ; in these, they could not conceal 
 ^their joy when they excelled him, or their_envy when his success 
 
28 COLONEL Daniel boonb. 
 
 was better than theirs. Of course he was not slow to learn this, 
 and to act on the knowledge, so that they were seldom displeased 
 at their adopted son^s excellence with the rifle. His physical 
 comfort was carefully attended to, but his mental state must have 
 been far from enviable, for added to the anxiety about his wife 
 and children was the fear that the station would be less safe 
 and prosperous than if it had his personal care. So closely was 
 he watched, however, that escape seemed impossible* 
 
 Having accompanied a party to the Scioto Licks to make salt, 
 upon his return he found a war party of four hundred and fifty 
 warriors at Chillicothe, preparing for a descent upon Boones- 
 borough. Everything must bo risked now that he might escape. 
 Eising at the usual hunting hour the next morning, and provid- 
 ing himself with one meal's victuals, he started out upon a hunt- 
 ing expedition for the day. So completely had he disarmed sus- 
 picion that no objection was raised or even thought of. Pro- 
 ceeding in the usual direction until far out of sight, he suddenly 
 turned towards Boonesborough, a hundred and sixty miles away. 
 Thither he went at his utmost spqed, stopping for nothing during 
 the five days required for the journey.. The little food taken 
 from the Indian camp was all the material sustenance he had until I 
 he reached the fort. ^ ? 
 
 As he feared, ho found the garrison careless, the defenses poor* 
 ly kept' up. By precept and example he encouraged his men, I 
 and things were soon in good condition to receive the enemy, f 
 But while they were hourly expecting the lndians, one of Boone's ' 
 companions in captivity, having gotten away, reached the fort 5 
 with the intelligence that the escape of the pioneer leader had so : 
 powerfully affected his captors that they had postponed their 
 meditated attack for three weeks. Indian spies filled the coun- 
 try, and the whole atmosphere seemed to be full of alarm. The 
 red men evidently saw that unless the whites were utterly exter- | 
 minated, they themselves were doomed. It was in self-defense I 
 that the blow was to be struck, and to make it of any use it must I 
 be deadly. I 
 
 This was the Indian reas6ning, and with it the whites were \ 
 perfectly familiar. Every mind was strung to the highest pitch | 
 for the approaching contest, every eye and ear was on the alart. I 
 Such a ^tate of things cannot long continue; the tense bow-string \ 
 must relax; after a little while the settlers were less vigilant. ? 
 Observing this, and wishing -to jprevent its spread, Boone organ 
 
COLONEI- DANIEL BOONis. 
 
 ized a T)arty of nineteen of his brave companions, intending to 
 attack one of the Indian towns on the Scioto. Cautiously ad* 
 vancing to within four or five miles of tKe town which he wished 
 to surprise, he met its thirty warriors, on their way to join the 
 main Indian force, then marching toward Boonesborough. In the 
 "smart fight'' which followed, the whiter lost no men; the In- 
 dians a few, retreating very soon, and leaving their horses and 
 baggage to the victors. Spies despatched to their town returned 
 with the information that it was evacuated. The storm was gath- 
 ering thick and fast about the settlements, and there was no time 
 to be lost. Back to Boonesborough the little party went with all 
 speed, passing the forces of the enemy the sixth day, and arriv 
 ing there the seventh day after the skirmish above described. 
 On the succeeding day the enemy appeared in even more terri- 
 ble guise than they had anticipated. ITearly five hundred war- 
 riors, horrid in war paint, and decked with the ghastly trophies 
 of their past victories, advanced towards the fort, like vultures 
 approaching the doomed and innocent flock. But the wild war- 
 riors of the woods had before this besieged Boonesborough in 
 equal multitude, and had retreated from their undertaking be- 
 fore the sharp crack of those unerring rifles. Yonder painted 
 host, moving through the forest shadows as if in some demoniac 
 dance, led by the most distinguished chiefs of their own race, was 
 most formidable because of the Canadian Frenchmen by whom it 
 was commanded. It was the voice of Captain Duquesne that sum- 
 moned the garrison to " surrender in the name of his Britannic 
 Majesty,'' and to him and eleven of his countrymen must the 
 answer be made. 
 
 Within the fort, a council of all the fightixig men was hastily 
 summoned — fifty in all ! More than one knew what were the hor- 
 rors of captivity among the savages — hard work and ill usage, 
 entire subjection to the whims of a hundred masters. Such would 
 be the result of surrender. On the other hand, there were nearly 
 ten besiegers to every one of their own number, and if the fort 
 were taken by storm, death by the most fearful tortures would 
 be certain to follow. This was the alternative. With grave faces 
 and anxious hearts they weighed the question, and every man 
 returned the answer that they " would defend the fort as long as 
 a man of them lived." 
 
 Although they thus decided, they did not yet make known 
 their resolution. A delay of two days was graiitod them for con* 
 
30 'colonel DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 sideration^ but was used for preparation. Horses and cattle were 
 collected in the fort from tlie surrounding fields, and everything 
 made ready for a determined resistance. On the evening of the 
 ninth of August (1778) Boone announced to Captain Duquesne 
 the determination to defend the fort. " 'Now/' he said, " we 
 laugh at your formidable preparations ; but thank you for giv- 
 ing us notice and time to prepare for our defense. Your efforts 
 will not prevail; for our gates shall forever deny you admit- 
 tance.^' Such a reply was wholly unexpected, and considerably 
 disappointed the enemy. Their leader, however, quickly recov- 
 ered himself, and offering new terms, requested that nine of the 
 principal men should leave the fort, to treat with them. Al- 
 though they could talk perfectly well in their positions at that 
 time, the wary pioneers allowed themselves to trust an enemy 
 whose wiliness they knew. Boone and eight of his companions 
 left the fort to treat with the foe, and so earnest were the asser- 
 tions of Duquesne, that they had orders to take the Kentuckians 
 prisoners, and not to kill them, that the settlers almost believed 
 them. A treaty was made, and signed ; what were the contents 
 cannot now be ascertained, nor need it cause us any regret ; no 
 wisdom has been lost to us. Determined as the Indians were to 
 drive the whites from their favorite hunting grounds, they would 
 not propose, in earnest, anything to which the settlers would 
 agree. But promises are easily made by those who have no in- 
 tention of keeping them, and who cannot be compelled to do so. 
 
 ^* It is a singular custom among the Indians, of whom I am the 
 leader,'' said Captain Duquesne, when the articles had been signed, 
 " for each white man with whom they have made a treaty to give 
 each hand to be clasped by an Indian, in token of good faith.'' 
 
 It was a singular custom, Boone thought, and one of which he 
 had never heard, experienced frontiersman though he was. But 
 any refusal to comply with the demands of the enemy would on- 
 ly enrage them. The white men extended their hands; the In- 
 dians selected for the occasion advanced, each constraining his 
 features to express a smile (but which was by no m<^ans enchant- 
 ing) and uttering the word "Brother!" in his softest tones. 
 Trained as he was to conceal his feelings under an appearance of 
 apathy, it was beyond his skill to hide the snake-like glitter of the 
 eye, which betrayed his intentions to his destined victim. They 
 grappled with the settlers, but were thrown off by the strength 
 of despair, as the whit^ jaen wrenched themselves free. Baois 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 31 
 
 to the fort they fled, amid a shower of bullets and ariows, and 
 tomahawks wielded by angry hands. 
 
 The conference had taken place at a distance of only sixty 
 yards from the fort ; had it been greater they would have suffer- 
 ed more in their flight ; as it was, but one man was wounded. The 
 firing continued after the party had reached the fort, but was re- 
 turned by the besieged with such fatal effect that the assailants 
 were soon obliged to fall back from their exposed position, and 
 taking advantage of all the shelter afforded, to continue the at- 
 tack with more caution. 
 
 Despairing of success in a siege where all the loss seemed to be 
 on his own side, Duquesne now determined upon an expedient 
 which he hoped would be more successful. The fort was situated 
 sixty yards from the Kentucky River, and beginning at the water 
 mark, he directed the course of a mine toward the fort, in order 
 to blow up the garrison. The fact that the usually clear river 
 was muddy below a certain point awakened suspicion in the fort. 
 Boone immediately divined the true state of affairs, perceiv- 
 ing that they must have thrown the earth into the river in order 
 to prevent its being seen by him. The point of division be- 
 tween the clear and the turbid water indicated the direction of 
 the mine, and he gave orders to dig a deep trench inside of the 
 fort, in such a way as to cross the enemy's mine. The clay dug 
 from this trench was thrown over the walls of the fort, and Du- 
 quesne, reading without difficulty a message so plainly expressed, 
 desisted from the undertaking. 
 
 Having thus learned from experience the watchfulness of the 
 men with whom he had to cope, he determined to renew the at- 
 tack in the manner of a regular Indian siege, trusting that the 
 numbers of the garrison would soon be so diminished that they 
 would be forced to surrender. In this, however, he was disap- 
 pointed. Man after man of his own force fell; his provisions 
 were nearly exhausted, and after nine days' trial of power and 
 policy, he raised the siege, and led off his savage host. Thirty- 
 seven of the Indians had been killed, and many wounded; these 
 being, according to the usage of all the tribes, immediately taken 
 from the scene of action. Boone lost two men, four others being 
 wounded. 
 
 Boonesborough was never again disturbed by any large body 
 of Indians. This was in consequence of the establishment of 
 many new stations between it and the Ohio River Not only 
 
32 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONi:. 
 
 could the Indians not reach this station without laf»ving enemies 
 in the rear J but the others being weaker were more tempting prey^ 
 
 Early in the autumn, Boone left the garrison in care of the fort, 
 judging that no emergency would arise in which his leadership 
 and counsel would be required; and set off to North Carolina 
 for his family. His wife supposed that he had been kilied at the 
 time when he was captured by the Shawnees, and had returned to 
 her old home. Early in the following summer they again reached 
 Boonesborough, and Boone industriously cultivated his farm, 
 volunteering his assistance whenever oeo^ion required to the 
 neighboring immigrants. 
 
 In October, 1780, it once more became necessary to obtain a sup- 
 ply of salt, and for this purpose Boone started in company with 
 his brother Squire, to Blue Licks. The spot seemed to be fatal 
 to the pioneer; here, less than two years before, he had been 
 taken prisoner by the Indians, remaining in captivity for several 
 months ; here again he was destined to meet with loss, for on this 
 occasion, after a hot chase by the Indians, he had the unhappiness 
 of seeing his brother, the sharer of his boyish sports as well asf 
 the dangers and hardships encountered in manhood, shot end 
 scalped by the savages. Nor could the poor satisfaction of re. 
 venge be his. One against many, he must fly for his life. Tracks 
 ed by a dog, his hiding place was constantly betrayed by its bark, 
 ing, until, after a long flight, he turned and shot the dog. He con. 
 eealed himself behind a tree, but held his hat out on a stick ; whe^ 
 his pursuers had thus wasted their shots, he aimed at them, an^ 
 succeeded in killing both. 
 
 Another misfortune had overtaken Boone a short time before. 
 In 1779, a commission had been appointed by the Virginia Legis- 
 lature to settle Kentucky land claims, there being considerable 
 trouble about the conflicting interests of different settlers. The 
 Henderson or " Transylvania Company,'^ as it was called, under 
 the auspices of which Boonesborough had been ♦settled, claimed 
 entire independence of Virginia and every other state. Kentucky, 
 however, had been constituted a county of the Old Dominion, 
 and various tracts of lands had been entered by later settlers 
 under the laws of that commonwealth. Other states had sent 
 pioneers to this region, and matters seemed to be in inextricable 
 confusion. Major Boone, in company with many others, turned 
 all his available property into ready money, intending to invest 
 m land warrants. Having raised^about $20,000 in paper money, 
 
34 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONB. 
 
 and being entrusted with large sums by his neighbors, he set ent 
 on his journey to Eichmond. On the way he was attacked and 
 robbed of the whole amount. One of the victims of this misfor- 
 tune writes thus to his brother, who had also suffered by the 
 robbery : 
 
 " I feel for the poor people who, perhaps, are to lose even their 
 pre-emptions; but I must say, I feel more for Boone, whose char- 
 acter, I am told, suffers by it. Much degenerated must the people 
 ©f this age be, when amongst them are to be found men to cen- 
 /sure and blast the reputation of a person so just and upright, and 
 in whose breast is a seat of virtue too pure to admit of a thought 
 so base and dishonorable.'' 
 
 Yet, in his autobiography, there is no word of this. The lands 
 he had wrested from the savages were taken from him by legal 
 quibbles ; having money to buy the title to them, he was robbed 
 of it ; undertaking to perform a service for his neighbors, their 
 money was taken along with his ownj and at last he was ao» 
 cused of appropriating it to his own use j yet he complained not, 
 and we know how hard it is to bear such suspicions. 
 
 Although Boonesborough was not again attacked, Kentucky 
 was by no means in a state of tranquility. Pioneers and Indians 
 both recognized the fact that Kentucky was not large enough foi» 
 both races, and each fought, not for supremacy,but for existence 
 The year 1779 is distinguished in the annals of the state as hav 
 ing seen one of the bloodiest battles ever fought between th< 
 two contending races within her borders. With the single ex 
 ception of the subsequent fight at Blue Licks, no more san. 
 guinary conflict ever stained the Dark and Bloody Ground, from 
 the time that the white man first trod her fertile soil until the 
 days of Albert Sydney Johnston. Although Boone was not in 
 this battle, so important was its bearing upon the history of the 
 state that it must be briefly described. 
 
 ' Colonel Eogers, returning from New Orleans with supplies for 
 ^the stations on the Upper Mississippi and Ohio Eivers, ascended 
 these streams until he reached Cincinnati. Upper Mississippi'' 
 then meant that part of the river between "New Orleans and the 
 little French trading post called St. Louis.) Coming by chane© 
 upon a party of Indians crossing to the Kentucky side of the 
 )?iver, he determined to surprise them as they landed. Owing to 
 low water, a large sand-bar on the south side of the river was laid 
 bare, and here Eogers* men disembarked. Before they couW 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE, 
 
 reach the spot where he proposed to attack the enemy, they were 
 set upon by a force so far superior to their own that from the first 
 they fought without hope. Eogers was instantly killed, as were 
 many of his men. The miserable remnant fled to the boats, only 
 to find that of the two, one was in the possession of the Indians 
 Losing all sense of everything but their own danger, the few men 
 in the other pushed off from shore without waiting for their com- 
 rades Turning upon their pursuers, and charging furiously, a 
 small number broke through their ranks and made the best of 
 their way to Harrodsburg. Sixty men fell by the hands of the 
 Indians. 
 
 Of less importance was an expedition headed by Col. BowmaUj 
 and starting from Harrodsburg, against the Shawnee town of 
 Chillicothe. Beginning with every conceivable promise of suc- 
 cess, a most remarkable lack of action on the part of the comman- 
 der nullified all the advantages. This was in July, 1779. In June, 
 1780, Eiddle's and Martin's Stations, situated at the forks of Lick- 
 ing Eiver, were attacked by a large party of Indians and Cana- 
 dians, headed by Col. Bird. All the inhabitants were made cap- 
 tives, and treated most cruelly; those unable to endure were 
 tomahawked. 
 
 The succeeding winter was one of the severest ever known in 
 Kentucky. In addition to the inclemency of the weather (which 
 was not unbearable, since it kept the Indians close in their wig- 
 wams), most of the corn had been destroyed by the savages dur- 
 ing the summer, and the settlers were obliged to live chiefly on 
 buffalo flesh. " A hardy race, accustomed to difliculties and ne- 
 cessities, they were wonderfully supported through all their suf- 
 ferings.'' 
 
 Throughout the summer hostilities were continued. Two boys 
 were carried off from one station, and in many places horses 
 were stolen and men killed, whenever such an opportunity pre- 
 sented itself. Nor was it savage ferocity only which was to be 
 encountered 3 they were led by some renegade white men, among 
 whom the notorious Simon Girty was the most conspicuous. A 
 league was formed, the parties to it being the Shawnees, Chero- 
 kees, Wyandots, Tawas, Delawares and some other less important 
 tribes. The warriors of these nations, numbering nearly six hun- 
 dred, appeared before Bryant's station on the night of the 14th 
 of August, 1782. Had they arrived a few hours later, they would 
 have found the fort wkelly unprepared for aa^ sort of 4.ei&nsQ, 
 
36 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 for the entire garrison was about to march to the relief of Hoy's 
 station. Preparations for departure, however, did not differ ma- 
 terially from preparations for defence, and the Indians were 
 somewhat dismayed by the activity of the garrison, attributed 
 by them to a different cause. 
 
 The spring which supplied the fort with water was at some dis- 
 tance from it, as was not uncommonly the case ; the settlers seem- 
 ed to feel perfectly secure until actually attacked. Taking ad- 
 vantage of what would be the necessity of the garrison, the main 
 body of Indians placed themselves in ambush near the spring, 
 while a detachment of a hundred warriors was sent to the other 
 side of the fort. This smaller party was intended as a decoy, to 
 draw the garrison out, when the larger body, rushing upon the 
 opposite gate and hewing it down with their tomahawks, would 
 gain possession of the stronghold. 
 
 At dawn, the garrison assembled under armsj and v^^tg about 
 to open the gates and march out, when they were startled by a. 
 furious volley of fire-arms, echoed, in a lower key, by the wild 
 yells of the savages. From the picketing could be seen a small 
 party of Indians, making the most furious gestures. The more 
 experienced and wary of the settlers detected the trick, and re- 
 strained the ardent courage of those who would have sallied forth 
 to the attack. They saw that there was to be a determined siege, 
 and they were without water. There was but one thing to be 
 done : the women must go to the spring, as usual, and bring a 
 supply into the fort. 
 
 Why must we go was the question. "Why cannot armed 
 men take the risk, since they, at least, can defend themselves ? 
 We are not bullet proof, and the Indians take scalps from women 
 as well as from men." . . 
 
 " You bring the water every day," was the reply, " and by 
 doing so now you will avert suspicion. If you do as usual, they 
 will not think their ambuscade is discovered, and wishing to re- 
 main concealed for a longer time, they will not fire upon you. 
 If we go, they will know that we suspect them, and will either 
 shoot us down at the spring, or follow us into the fort." 
 
 There was a momentary hesitation ; then some of the bravei 
 women declared their readiness to go, and the less courageou3 
 jollowed their example. Betraying no sign of fear, they set out, 
 inarching in a body to the spring.^^Their behavior completely 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONL» 
 
 blinded the Indians, five hundred of whom lay within pistol-shot, 
 and some even nearer. 
 
38 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 As they returned, they began to give way to fear, and — let me 
 not say they ran ; perhaps they feared the garrison were thirsty. 
 
 Thirteen young men were now despatched to attack the decoy 
 party, with orders to make the fight appear of as great extent as 
 possible, by firing as fast as they could load and reload, and 
 making a great deal of noise. Then the rest of the garrison silently 
 placed themselves at the other side of the fort, ready to receive 
 the expected attack. 
 
 The Indians concealed west of the fort heard the firing, and 
 thought that their stratagem had proved successful. The pre- 
 concerted signal was given, and the five hundred rushed upon 
 the fort that they thought defenseless. The first dreadful volley 
 awakened them rudely from their dream of success ; followed as 
 it was by a second and a third in close succession, it was not long 
 before they were sufficiently recalled to their senses to fly to the 
 woods. Hardly had they disappeared when the party sent out to 
 attack the decoy came in, highly delighted at the repulse of the 
 enemy. 
 
 Having recovered from the surprise of their warm reception, 
 the Indians issued from the woods arid attacked the station in 
 the regular manner, the fight lasting four or five hours. About 
 two o'clock in the afternoon reinforcements were received from 
 Lexington, couriers having been sent thither as soon as the pres- 
 ence of the Indians had been discovered. Those who were 
 mounted succeeded in getting into the fort without being hurt, 
 but those on foot were cut off* by the Indians, a running fight be- 
 ing kept up for over an hour. Girty determined, however, to 
 try to pursuade, since he could not force them to surrender; as- 
 suring them that his present force of six hundred warriors was 
 not all that he could bring to bear upon them ; that reinforce- 
 merts would soon arrive with several pieces of artillery^ when 
 they could not hope to resist; that if they would surrender, not 
 a hair of their heads should be injured. In spite of the threats ot 
 the artillery, however (which really was alarming, as the Indianr, 
 had destroyed two stations with cannon), the garrison held out, 
 and in the morning the Indians had disappeared. 
 
 All the morning reinforcements arrived, until by midday one 
 hundred and seventy-six men were assembled at Bryant's station. 
 About fifty or sixty of these men were commissioned officers, who 
 resigned the privileges of their position to fight in the ranks for 
 the common weal. Colonels Trigg and Todd, and Majors Boone 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. ^' 39 
 
 and Harland, were the leaders. Subordinate to these were Maj- 
 ors McBride, McGrary, Levi Todd, and Captains Bulger and Gor- 
 don. 
 
 General Logan was expected to join them, in twenty -four hours 
 
 ARRIVAL OF REINFORCEMEKTS. 
 
 at the farthest, with a large force. Although the number of men 
 collected in the fort was unusually large, it was but a fraction of 
 the opposing army. The Indians themselves were perfectly 
 aware of this, and took no trouble to conceal their route j adver- 
 tising it, rather, by the breadth of their trail and by marking 
 
40 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 the trees. This self-confidence of the savages somewhat alarmed 
 Boone, whose courage never degenerated into a fool-hardy con- 
 tempt for danger; but a retreat would now be construed by the 
 Indians as evidence of weakness. 
 
 Encamping that night in the woods, on the succeeding day they 
 reached the Lower Blue Licks, and for the first time came within 
 view of the Indians. To Boone, the very sight of the place where 
 he had suffered so much before, must have seemed a foreboding 
 of evil. 
 
 The white men halted, a hurried consultation being held by a 
 dozen or twenty officers. All eyes were turned on Boone, the 
 veteran woodsman whose soldierly qualities they respected no 
 less than they did his courage and integrity of heart. Cautious 
 were his words; the leisurely retreat of the Indians showed 
 them to have a large force ready for battle. About a mile from 
 ^here they now were, there were two ravines, one on each side 
 of the ridge, and here he feared they might form aPii ambuscade. 
 The place was excellently fitted for that purpose, as by making 
 use of both ravines the Indians could attack them at once in front 
 and flank before they could anticipate such a danger. There 
 Were two courses to be pursued: either to await the arrival of 
 Logan, who would soon join them; or to divide their force, one 
 half to march up the river and cross at the rapids, falling upon 
 the rear of the enemy, while the remaining half crossed at that 
 point, attacking the enemy in front. 
 
 Opinions w@re divided as to the better course. If they re- 
 mained where they were, they might be surprised under cover 
 of darkness, and massacred ; if the force was divided, they might 
 be beaten in detail. The discussion was suddenly cut short by 
 the passionately rash courage of McG-ary, who, with a war cry 
 like an Indian's, spurred his horse into the stream, shouting 
 
 Let all who are not cowards follow me V 
 
 His ardor communicated itself to the others ; no order was pos- 
 sible. In the stream together were officers and men, mounted 
 and unmounted. He was leader who was foremost in the wild, 
 irregular mass, and toward this post of honor every man strug- 
 gled. As they ascended the ridge on the opposite side of the 
 stream, McG-ary, Boone, Harland and McBride were in the van. 
 On they went with the same wild courage. 'No scouts were sent 
 in advance, not even ordinary precautions were taken ; the only 
 aim seemed to be to reach the field of blood as quickly as possible. 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 41 
 
 Boone's fears were realized. Hardly had they reached the spot 
 described, when the Indians, concealed in one of the bushy ra- 
 vines, fired upon the van. The centre and rear hurried to the 
 assistance of their companions, but were stopped by a t*'"vriblo 
 fire from the ravine on the other side. Unprotected, on the bare 
 and open ridge, the whites still stood their ground before the 
 devastating volleys from the enemy sheltered by the nature of 
 of its position. Gradually the combatants closed with eack 
 other, the Indians emerging from the ravine. This enabled th© 
 whites to return their fire with greater efi'ect than before. Many 
 of the whites had already been killed, among them Todd, Trigg, 
 McBride, Harland and young Boone, while the Indians were 
 gradually extending their line, so as to cut off the retreat of the 
 Kentuckians. Perceiving this, the rear endeavored to break 
 through, and this movement being communicated to the whole 
 body, a general retreat ended in the wildest disorder. The clear 
 mountain stream ran blood, and the grass on its banks, trampled 
 and uprooted in the deadly struggle, was stained with the same 
 horrid dye. Those who were mounted escaped, but those who 
 must trust to their own swiftness perished. 
 
 At the commencement of the retreat, when the dreadful carn- 
 age was at its height, Boone, who had seen his son and so many 
 of his friends slain, found himself with a few companions, almost 
 totally surrounded. But the attention of the Indians was chiefly 
 drawn to the ford where most of the fugitives were endeavoring 
 to .cross. His acquaintance with the locality here served him in 
 good stead. Dashing into the ravine in which the Indians had 
 lain, they crossed the river below the ford, after having sustained 
 more than one heavy fire, and baffling several small parties that 
 pursued them. 
 
 Having crossed, they entered the woods at a point where there 
 was no pursuit, and made their way back to Bryant's Stationc 
 
 Horse and foot thronged the river, struggling at once with the 
 current and with the Indians, who were mingled with them in a 
 confused mass. Nor was it altogether a strife for self-preserva- 
 tion; the blood-stained record of the day is bright with stories 
 of generosity. 
 
 In the wild panic, some dozen or twenty horsemen, having 
 gained the farther side of the river, spurred their horses onwardj. 
 though many were still struggling in the stream. One of their 
 number, Netherland, who had been strongly suspected of coward- 
 
42 
 
 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 ice, o"bserving this, reined in his horse, and called upon them to 
 fire on the enemy, thus affording relief to those less fortunate than 
 themselves. This was only temporary, however, for the num- 
 ber of the Indians was so great that the places of those killed 
 were quickly supplied. 
 
 From the battle-ground to the ford was one dreadful scene of 
 carnage, and for nearly twenty miles the pursuit was kept up. 
 Beyond the ford, there was but slight loss to xhe whites. Among 
 the prisoners was a young man named Eeynolds,*whose captivity 
 was the direct result of his own generosity. Between the battle 
 ground and the river, in the course of the retreat, he came up 
 with an older man who was much exhausted with the rapidity of 
 the flight, being infirm by reason of wounds received in former 
 battles. Dismounting, Eeynolds helped this ofiicer upon his 
 horse, and continued his way on foot. Swimming the river, his 
 buckskin breeches became heavy with the water, and he was soon 
 overtaken by a party of Indians, and compelled to accompany 
 his captors. A prisoner's fate is never decided by the Indians 
 Until the close of the campaign, when they return to their village. 
 Young Eeynolds, then, was kindly treated by his captors, of 
 whom there was a considerable party. A small group of Ken- 
 tuckians seeming to them to be easy prey, he was left in charge 
 of three of their number. These, eager to join their companions, 
 delegated the care of the prisoner to a single Indian, and guard 
 and captive jogged along quietly enough, the latter being unarm- 
 ed. The Indian, at last, stooped to tie his moccasin, when Eey- 
 nolds knocked him down with his fist and disappeared in the 
 thicket. A gift of two hundred acres of first class land was the 
 acknowledgment which he afterward received from the man 
 whose life he had saved. 
 
 Before reaching Bryant's station, the fugitives met Logan, at 
 the head of his detachment. When all who had escaped arrived at 
 that place, Logan found himself at the head of four hundred and 
 fifty men. With Boone as second in command, he set out toward 
 the battle field, hoping that the enemy, encouraged by success, 
 would encamp there. But while defeat only enraged the red men 
 further, victory sent them home to their own country, exulting 
 in their scalps and prisoners. The battle field was covered 
 with the bodies of the white men, frightfully mangled. After 
 burying these, Logan and Boone returned to Bryant's station 
 and disbanded the troops. 
 
-COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 43 
 
 i^ucn ^as the blooJiest battle ever fought betwucxi white and 
 red, for the soil of Kentucky. About seventy of the Kentuckians, 
 or nearly one-half of the whole number engaged, were killed, 
 and the 19th of August, 1782, was long celebrated in the local 
 traditions. 
 
 A few prowling bands of Indians infested the less thickly set- 
 tled part of the couatry, but for some time there were no im- 
 portant sieges or fights. Colonel Boone was enabled by the com- 
 pensation which the State of Virginia gave him for his military 
 
 THE TOBACGO STRATAGEM. 
 
 services to purchase several tracts of land, which he- cultivated 
 with his usual industr^^, varying his agricultural pursuits with 
 hunting expeditions. On one of these tracts he erected a com- 
 fortable log house, near which he planted a small patch of tobac- 
 co to supply his neighbors ( for he never used the filthy weed'' 
 himself). 
 
 He had built a " tobacco house," for curing it, of rails ten or 
 twelve feet in height, and roofed with cane and grass. The stalks 
 were split and strung on sticks about four feet long, the ends of 
 these being laid on poles placed in tiers across the building. 
 
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 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE 
 
 The lower tier being dry, JBoone was buj^ily removing it to the 
 upper part of the building, supporting himself o! the lower 
 poles, when, looking down, he saw that four Indians, armed with 
 guns, had entered the low door. One of them said to him: 
 
 '^Now, Boone, we got you. You no get away more. We carry 
 of£ to Chillicothe this time. You no cheat us any more/' 
 
 Looking down from his perch, Boone recognized the intruders 
 as some of the ShawnQcs who had captured him in 1778, and an- 
 swered, pleasantly : 
 
 *^ Ah, old friends, glad to see you. "Wait a little, till I have 
 finished putting up this tobacco, will you ? You can stand there 
 and watch me." 
 
 The loaded guns, which had been pointed at his breast, were 
 lowered, and the Indians stood watching his every movement. 
 At last, so interested did they become in answering his questions 
 about old acquaintances, and in his promises to give them his to- 
 bacco, that they became less attentive, and did not see that he 
 had gathered the dry tobacco into such a position that a touch 
 Would send it into their upturned faces. At the same instant that 
 he touched this, he jumped upon them with as much of the dried 
 tobacco as he could gather in his arms, filling their eyes and nos- 
 trils with its dust. Blinded and strangling, they could not follow 
 him as he rushed towards the cabin, where he could defend him- 
 self. Looking around^ when he was about fifteen or twenty yards 
 from the tobacco house, he saw them groping in all directions ; 
 and heard them cursing him as a rogue, and themselves as fools. 
 
 Quietly tilling his beautiful farm near Boonesborough, several 
 years were passed in peace and tranquility. Here he dictated to 
 one John Filson the aulobiography before mentioned, and after 
 its publication in 1784, it was one of his greatest pleasures to lis- 
 ten to it when any one would read it to him. In his opinion, it 
 was one of the finest specimens of literature in existence. One 
 charm, at least, that it had for him, it has for all ; it is every 
 word true — not a lie in it." 
 
 But the storms were not yet at an end ; the earliest settler in 
 the community, he had been obliged to buy his farm ; expending 
 for this purpose money earned as a defender of Kentucky, his 
 aversion to legal technicalities and ignorance of legal forms pre- 
 vented his taking care to secure a perfect title. Such defects were 
 eagerly hunted up, about this period, by speculators, and many 
 pexxer informed and more careful men lost their lands by litigation. 
 
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 COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 As a result of the arts and rogueries of these speculators, not a foot 
 of land remained to Boone. Sadly, but not bitterly, he resolved 
 to leave Kentucky, and about 1790 he and his faithful and be- 
 loved wife removed to a place near Point Pleasant, on the Kana- 
 wha Eiver in Yirginia. Here he lived about five years, cultivate 
 ing a farm, raising stock, and whenever possible, hunting. 
 
 But to the woodsman, life in this " highly civilized " region, as 
 it seemed to him, was unendurable. Here there were but traces 
 of game, which must be carefully followed ; sometimes (and these 
 occasions were fast growing more and mqre frequent) even the 
 most skillful hunter failed to meet with success. "With eager in- 
 terest he listened to the adventurers returned from the far prai- 
 ries west of the Mississippi, when they told how, over the flat, 
 grass-clad plains and the low hills, roamed vast herds of buffalo ; 
 how the wild duck haunted the borders of the swift Father of 
 Waters and the turbid flood of its chief tributary ; how often the 
 cry of the wild turkey was heard through the forests that bor^ 
 dered the life-giving streams. He who had found happiness in the 
 Kentucky wilderness longed foi a land where he might make his 
 home secure from the grasp of those who wished to defraud; 
 whence he could go to the hunting ground, and not find it trans- 
 formed to farms. 
 
 In this region so favored by nature, the wandering hunters told 
 him, the people were simple and straightforward, honest and hon- 
 orable, needing not the laws made for those disposed to evil, nor 
 seeking to avoid, through the subtilty of lawyers, the conse- 
 quences of their own actions. To a man of Boone^s tastes and 
 experience, a land where lawsuits and lawyers were unknown 
 must have seemed the very ideal of a dwelling-place. 
 
 Hither, then, in 1795 or 1797, he took up his journey. The 
 country west of the Mississippi then belonged to the Crown of 
 Spain, and from the representative of that royal owner, the Lieu- 
 tenant-Governor resident at St. Louis, he received assurance 
 that ample portions of land should be given to him and his fam- 
 ily." The Pemme Osage settlement, the home of his son Daniel 
 M. Boone, was his residence until 1804, and it was of this district 
 that in 1800 he was appointed Commandant. This office com- 
 bined civil and military duties, and was held by him until the 
 transfer of the territory of Louisiana to the United States G-overn- 
 ment in 1803. Eemoving to the residence of his youngest son, 
 Maj. Nathan Boone, he remained there until 1810, when he went to 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
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 live with his son-in-law, Flanders Callaway, in Callaway county. 
 
 In consideration of his official services as Syndic, ten thousand 
 arpents of excellent land (about eight thousand five hundred 
 acres) were given to Colonel Boone by the Government. In ac- 
 cordance with the special law, he should have obtained a con- 
 firmation of the grant from the royal Governor at New Orleans, 
 and have taken up his residence on the land. The Lieutenant- 
 Governor at St. Louis undertook to dispense with the latter con- 
 dition, and Boone reckoned all would be right ^' with oirt any 
 further attention to formalities than was implied in the original 
 grant. He probably trusted that justice would be done by the 
 United States Government; but the Commissioners appointed to 
 decide on claims rejected Boone's for want of legal formalities. 
 
 This, however, did not occur for some time after his removal to 
 the state, so that the first few years spent within its bounds were 
 marked by no ill luck. The office which he held under the Spanish 
 Government was similar to the present one of justice of the peace, 
 with the addition of military duties, but its exercise did not re- 
 quire all his time. Plenty of leisure remained for hunting, and 
 obtaining, after two or three seasons, valuable furs in sufficient 
 quantity to enable him to pay some debts outstanding in Ken- 
 tucky, he went thither, and asking each creditor the amount due 
 him, paid it without any other guarantee than their assertion. 
 Eeturning to Missouri, though he had but half a dollar remain- 
 ing, he said to his family : 
 
 ^^ISTow I am ready and willing to die; I am relieved from a 
 burden that has long oppressed me ; I have paid all my debts, 
 and no one will say, when I am gone, ^ Boone was a dishonest 
 man;' I am perfectly willing to die.'' 
 
 In 1812, Colonel Boone sent a petition to Congress, praying 
 that his original claim be confirmed. At his request, the Ken- 
 tucky Legislature, by a series of resolutions, directed the Sena- 
 tors of that state to exert themselves to further this petition. 
 His appeal was neglected for some time; Tbut Congress, in Feb-^ 
 ruary, 1814, granted him one thousand arpents — a tract of land 
 to which any settler would be entitled. 
 
 During the period of anxiety about his land, a worse troubL'' 
 came, in the death of the wife who had shared his dsmg&r? ani 
 toils for so many years. For seven years he was to live alone. 
 
 Before this he had given up his favorite pursuit of hunting, 
 even in his last expeditions being attended by some friend or ser- 
 
COLONEL DANIEL BOONE. 
 
 vant. His time was divided among his children, the house of 
 Mrs. Callaway, his eldest daughter, being headquarters, and the 
 home of Major I^athan Boone seeing him oftenest. He employed 
 his time in making powder horns for his grandchildren, repairing 
 rifles, and such other work as had been familiar to him in past 
 years and was not now beyond his failing strength. One occu- 
 pation which seems to us rather singular, was the daily rubbing 
 and polishing of a coffin which he had had made for himself, and 
 which, at his death, was found in a state of excellent finish. This 
 was the second coffin made for him ; the first did not fit to his 
 satisfaction, so he gave it to his son-in-law, Flanders Callaway. 
 
 An attack of fever prostrated him in September, 1820, and on 
 the twenty-sixth of that month, at the residence of his youngest 
 son, he died, in the eighty-sixth year of his age, and was buried 
 beside his wife. The Legislature of Missouri passed resolutions 
 of resj^ect, adopted a badge of mourning for thirty days, and ad- 
 journed for one day. In 1845, the people of Frankfort, Ky., ob- 
 tained the consent of the family to inter the bones of the great 
 pioneer and his wife in the rural cemetery they had prepared ; 
 and the burial took place on the 20th of August of that year. 
 
 THE GRAVE OF BOOIfE. 
 
CHAPTER 11. 
 
 SIMON" KEN^TON. 
 
 .N the year 1771, there lived in Fauquier County, Virginia, a 
 
 JL rustic belle, who found it impossible to decide between two 
 of her many lovers. One of these two was a young farmer, nam- 
 ed '\^illiam Leitchman ; the other was Simon Kenton, a boy of 
 but sixteen, but tall and well-formed. In accordance with the 
 custom of the country, the matter was taken up by the friends of 
 Leitchman and they administered a severe beating to his young 
 rival. Smarting under this rough treatment, and feeling no less 
 the coquette's admiration of the prowess of his assailants, Ken- 
 ton determined upon revenge. He accordingly challenged Leitch- 
 man to single combat. It was a regular stand-up fight, in which 
 fists were the only weapons. Such was its character at first, but 
 the more matured strength of Leitchman transformed it in both 
 particulars, as Kenton was soon brought to the ground, and kicks 
 as well as cuffs bestowed upon him. At last, however, he gained 
 the mastery, winding his rivaFs long hair about a bush that was 
 near, and returning with good interest, not only the blows, but 
 ^Hhe pangs of misprized love"* as well. His passion led him 
 farther than he wished, for in a little time his antagonist lay ap- 
 parently lifeless upon the ground. 
 
 Frightened at the unexpected termination, he resolved upon 
 immediate flight. Through the wilderness, then, he went at full 
 speed, the dark shadow of the gallows clouding his way, and 
 urging him onward. For better concealment, he resolved to drop 
 the name of Kenton, which might betray him, if a reward were 
 offered for his apprehension, and assume that of Butler. It is as 
 Simon Butler, then, that for many years he is known in tfee his- 
 tory of Kentucky. 
 
 Not yet, however, was he destined to reach the fertile land 
 with whose welfare his own was to be so closely connected in the 
 future. Falling in with various parties &£ adventurers and ex* 
 
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 SIMON KENTON 
 
 plorers, he at last became acquainted with two companions, Ya- 
 ger and Strader, the former having been captured by the Indians 
 when a child^ and kept by them for many years. He described 
 to Kenton an earthly paradise, which was familiar to him in his 
 childhood by the name of Kan-tnck-ee, saying that it w^as to be 
 reached by descending the Ohio. So confident was he in his own 
 powers as a guide that Strader and Kenton procured a canoe, 
 and the three young men set out. After rowing for several days 
 they became rather incredulous, telling Yager that he must have 
 confused different localities, and in spite of his protestations to 
 the contrary, they insisted upon returning to Virginia. They 
 then went to the neighborhood of the G*reat Kanawha, and spent 
 nearly two years in that locality, engaged in the congenial and 
 profitable labors of hunting and trapping. 
 
 Attacked by a party of Indians in March, 1773, they were driven 
 from their tent. As they fled, Strader fell by a shot from the as- 
 sailants, but Kenton and Yager were more successful in their re° 
 treat. But so hurried had been their flight, that they had neither 
 guns, blankets nor provisions — neither food nor shelter, nor the 
 means of procuring it. For five days they journeyed through 
 the trackless forests, with no guide towards the Ohio, their pro- 
 posed destination, except the moss on the northward side of the 
 trees, and no food but the roots which they found on the way. 
 Completely exhausted by their rapid flight and by hunger, they 
 reached the banks of the Ohio at sunset on the fifth day, and ob- 
 tained a supply of provisions from a party of traders that they 
 found there. Meeting soon after with another party of explor- 
 ers, Kenton obtained a gun and some ammunition, and, plunging 
 alone into the forest, lived a hunter's life there until late in the 
 summer. 
 
 Joining somewhat later another party of adventurers, he left 
 them in 1774, when Dunmore's war broke out. During the whole 
 of this contest between the two races, the names of Simon Butler 
 and Simon G-irty were well known as among the most efiicient 
 spies employed by Lord Dunmore. In their later years, the one 
 was honored as a brave man and a faithful champion of the white 
 man, the other reviled as a traitor and a renegade. 
 
 Kenton had not yet given up the idea of finding the place de- 
 scribed by Yager, and when the troops were disbanded at the 
 close of the war, he, together with two others, set out in the di- 
 rection indicated. After considerable wandering, they built a 
 
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 esMm wiiere Washington, Ky., now stands, and planted a small 
 clearing with corn. In the forest, one day, he met with two men, 
 Fitzpatrick and Hendricks, whom Kenton invited to remain at 
 his cabin. In descending the Ohio, their canoe had been over= 
 58J?M©d, and such had been their experience in their endeavors te 
 Sad the settlements^ tliat Fitzpatrick was thoroughly disgusted, 
 and refused to stay. Hendricks accepted the invitation, and re- 
 mained at the cabin while the others escorted his late companion 
 to The Point,'' the site of the modern Maysville. Having seen 
 him safely across the river, and provided him with a gun and 
 some ammunition, they returned to the camp, where they had left 
 Hendricks without a gun, but with a bountiful supply of food. 
 They arrived at the cabin only to find it deserted, pierced hertj 
 and there by bullets, and the various articles in much confusion. 
 From a low, bushy ravine not far from the clearing rose the thick 
 smoke that comes from a newly kindled fire ; strong must the In- 
 dians be, when they so boldly encamped near the dwelling of 
 their victim's companions, and Kenton and his two friends, judg- 
 ing that it would be too unequal a contest, beat a hasty retreat 
 into the woods. The evening of the next day they returned 
 cautiously to the neighborhood of the camp, to find the fire 
 smouldering, the Indians gone, and the ground strewn with the 
 bones of their luckless companion. At the time of their return, 
 Hendricks had probably been alive; perhaps the Indians were 
 not so numerous as they had feared, and a sudden, sharp attack 
 might have saved him from that most horrible of deaths. 
 
 Slowly they retraced their steps to the cabin at "Washington, 
 pondering on the uncertainty of their lives, and filled with use- 
 less regrets for their comrade. In the following September, a 
 wandering hunter told them of the settlements in the interior of 
 the state, and especially of the fort at Boonesborough. That this 
 was pleasant news to them, is shown by their leaving the camp 
 at Washington, and setting out, through the forest, to visit the dif- 
 ferent stations established in various parts of the state. 
 
 What became of his two companions is not recorded, liut Ken- 
 ton went to Boonesborough, where he participated in two sieges, 
 and served as a spy with most excellent success. It was during the 
 year 1777, while Kenton was in Boonesborough, that several men 
 in the fields near by were attacked by Indians, and ran to the 
 fort. One of the savages overtook and tomahawked a white man, 
 but while stooping to scalp bim^as covered by Kenton's unei^ 
 
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 SIMON HKNTON. 
 
 ring rifle. A sharp crack, and the Indian fell prostrate over his 
 victim. Boone, with thirteen men, of whom Kenton was one, 
 eallied to the relief of the others ; half of the uamber, including 
 
SIMON KENTON, 
 
 53 
 
 the leader, were wG inded at the first fire, and an Indian had al- 
 ready stooped, tomahawk in hand, over the white chief whose 
 cool courage they so much feared, when Kenton, with the spring 
 ^f the panther, slew the Indian, and catching up into his arms 
 the body of the leader, bore it safely into the fort. When the 
 gates were securely closed, Boone sent for Kenton, his sense of 
 gratitude having overcome his usual taciturnity. Yet so unused 
 was he to courtly phrase that all he could say was, Well, Simon, 
 you have behaved yourself like a man to-day. Indeed, you are 
 a fine fellow.'' 
 
 Perhaps the young giant of twenty-two, standing there before 
 the already famous pioneer, appreciated the praise more than any 
 one else could ; for he knew how much meaning there was in 
 these few words from that man of action. 
 
 In the expedition that Bcone led against the Indian towns in 
 the summer of 1778, Kenton did good service as a spy, although 
 not without danger to himself. After having crossed the Ohio, 
 being on one occasion considerably in advance of the rest, the 
 sound of a voice from an adjoining thicket caui-ied him to halt and 
 take his post behind a tree. Soon there emerged from the thicket 
 two Indians, both mounted on one pony, and in the highest good 
 humor. Totally unsuspicious of danger as they were, one fell 
 dead and the other wounded, by Kenton's fire. But this seeming 
 Success was an unlucky thing for him, for just as he was about to 
 fecalp his victims, he was almost sui rounded by a party of about 
 Forty Indians. By dint of hard running, and dodging from the 
 shelter of one tree to that of another, he managed to elude them 
 until the main party came up, and in a furious attack, defeated 
 the savages. Boone returned to the fort with all of his party ex- 
 cept Kenton and a young man named Montgomery, of whom we 
 shall hear again. These kept on to the Indian village, to " get a 
 shot," and supply themselves with horses. For two days and a 
 night they lay within rifie range of the town, but met with no 
 success in their first amicable purpose. In the second, however, 
 they were more fortunate, for it was on good horses that once 
 belonged to Indians, that they rode into the fort after the siege 
 was raised. 
 
 About the first of September of this same year Kenton and Moi^w 
 gomery, with a companion named Clark, set out to the Indian 
 town of Chillicothe with the avowed purpose of stealing horses, 
 and there seems to have been no opposition to the expedition 
 
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 |\ 
 
 from those oider and presnmaMy Wiser settlers who remained in 
 the fort. Probably Boone was not there, having returned to 
 North Carolina for his family ; for Kenton, as we shall see, dis- 
 claimed being directed by him. 
 
 They arrived in the neighborhood of the town without meet- 
 ing with any adventures, and soon discovered a drove of horses 
 feeding quietly upon the rich blue-grass of the prairie. Being 
 well provided with salt and halters, they succeeded in capturing 
 seven, and much elated with their good luck, made off with their j 
 prizes. Towards the Ohio they went with all speed, expecting to 
 reach the settlement some time in the night; but such a storm 
 arose that they found it impossible to cross. The wind blew 
 almost a hurricane, lashing the swift current of the^ river into 
 waves like those of the sea, and through which the terrified horses 
 had no mind to go. Nothing was left for them to do but to ride 
 back a little distance into the hills and turn the horses loose to 
 graze. In the morning the wind had fallen, but the horses re- 
 fused to enter the water, remembering, doubtless, the storm of 
 the previous day. Knowing the Indians would probably be in 
 pursuit of them, they determined to select the three best of the 
 seven, and make their way to the falls of the Ohio, where some 
 men had been stationed by General Clark. Acting on this plan, 
 four of the horses were turned loose. Hardly had they set out, 
 however, when they regretted what they had done, and returned 
 to recapture the animals which by this time had strayed out of 
 sight. 
 
 The little party separated, and the three men wenc in different 
 directions, Kenton bending his steps toward the point where they 
 had tried to cross the river on the preceding day. Before long 
 he heard a wild whoop from the direction in which he was going. 
 Dismounting and tying his horse, he crept stealthily towards the 
 sound, to make observations. Eeaching the high bank of the 
 river, he saw the Indians very near him, but was himself unper- 
 ceived. So close to him was the party, that, seeing he could not 
 retreat unseen, he adopted the boldest, because the safest plan, 
 and aimed at the foremost Indian. His gun flashed in the pan. 
 With the speed of the startled deer he ran through the forest, 
 where the storm had torn up tree after tree by the roots, and laid 
 them prostrate on the earth. After him came the force of mounted 
 Indians, but so much did the fallen timber retard them that they 
 divided into two parties, and rode around the obstructions. Just 
 
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 as Kenten emerged from the timber, he wa^ met oiae of the 
 Indians, who rode up, jumped from his horse and rushed at him 
 with uplifted weapon. Drawing back, in order to strike the In- 
 dian with his gun before the tomahawk could be used, Kenton 
 found himself in the embrace of an Indian who had slipped up 
 behind. The main body having come up, resistance was useless, 
 and Kenton surrendered. While the Indians were binding Ken- 
 ton with tugs, Montgomery fired at them, but missing his aim, 
 fled and wa« pursued by those not guarding Kenton. Soon the 
 
 KENTON'S MAZEPPA RIDE. 
 
 party returned, displaying before the eyes of the miserable cap- 
 tive the bloody scalp of his companion. Clark had escaped their 
 clutches, and soon afterward arrived safely at Logan's Fort. 
 
 According to their usual custom, the Indians took their prison- 
 er with them to their own town of Chillicothe, thereto determine 
 his fate in solemn council. When they were ready to set out 
 towards that place, they proceeded to secure their prisoner in 
 such a way as to prevent his escape, and at the same time provide 
 them with as much amusement as possible. Catching the wild- 
 est horse in their company, they lashed their prisoner oi^ it, ty- 
 ing his feet together under the horse, fastening his arms with a 
 tope and then covering them with a pair of mo^^asias ; thea tjr* 
 
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 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 ing a rope around his neck, and securing one end to the horse's 
 neck, they tied the other end to his tail to answer for a crupper. 
 Of course only a limited number could assist in the preparations; 
 so the majority amused themselves by dancing around him and 
 inquiring, tauntingly : 
 
 You steal Injun boss again? Injun got heap good boss — you 
 steal some? Long-knife like Injun boss — steal whole drove, 
 Long-knife on Injun boss now, but he no steal it/' 
 
 The wild young horse was set free from their restraint, and 
 ran, rearing and plunging, into the woods. The moccasins on 
 bis hands prevented Kenton from defending himself from the 
 overhanging branches, and he was so securely tied that there was 
 no possibility of escape. 
 
 The horse, finding that he could not rid himself of bis burden; 
 returned to the company of bis fellows, and jogged along with 
 them quietly enough. At night the prisoner was as securely bound 
 as by day. Laid on bis back, each foot was tied to a stake driven 
 into the ground for that purpose. His extended arms were lashed 
 to a pole laid across bis breast, and a rope tied around his neck, 
 almost tight enough to choke him, was fastened to a neighboring 
 tree. In this uncomfortable position, at the mercy of th^ numer- 
 ous swarms of gnats and mosquitoes, he passed three nights. The 
 last of these was at the encampment about a mile from Chillicothe, 
 where all the inhabitants of the town came to welcome the war- 
 riors and their prisoner. For about three hours this party of 
 one hundred and fifty tormented the luckless captive, dancing 
 and yelling around him, stopping occasionally to beat and kick 
 him. Eeturning to town after this diversion, they left him for 
 the rest of the night to the tender mercies of the gnats and mos- 
 quitoes. 
 
 As soon as it was light in the morning, they returned to the 
 camp to make preparations for more amusement. Kenton was 
 doomed to run the gauntlet. The warriors formed in two lines^ 
 about six feet apart, each armed with a stout hickory, so that 
 they could beat him as much as they pleased. Nor was this 
 all. Kenton, his sharp eyes made sharper by the danger, saw 
 more than one knife drawn to plunge into him. Familiar with 
 the custom of the savages, he broke through the line before reach- 
 ing the first Indian so armed, trusting to reach the counml house 
 before they could overtake him; if he should succeed in doing so, 
 h© woul(i,not b© again conapelled to run the gauntlet. "With all 
 
57 
 
 Ms speed he ran, pursued by two or three hundred Indians, yell- 
 ing like as many devils let loose. He might have been able to 
 - reach the goal if he had not met an Indian, walking leisurely 
 from the town: with this unexpected foe to contend with, besides 
 
 DESPERATE EFFORT TO ESCAPE. 
 
 the yelling horde behind, and exhausted by all that he had under- 
 gone during the past three days, he was soon caught and thrown 
 down. The others came up, and there was a repetition of the 
 mighVs performances; thef danced and shouted, beating and 
 kicking him to th&ir hearVs aenteat. Then^ fearful that hid 
 
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 rilMON KENTON. 
 
 strength might give way before they were sufflciently amused, 
 they brought him food and water. 
 
 As soon as he was thus refreshed, they took him to the council 
 house, where his fate was to be decided. The warriors placed 
 themselves in a circle, an old chief standing in their midst, with 
 a knife and a stick. Although Kenton did not understand their 
 language, the glance of the eye and the movements of the hands 
 told him plainly that many urged his death. 
 
 The speeches were at an end, and the old chief handed a war- 
 club to the warrior who sat near the door. By means of this the 
 vote was to be taken, a blow upon the ground meaning death, 
 v^hile simply passing it to the next meant life. Here, again, 
 Kenton could discern their meaning by their gestures, and the 
 votes for his death were by far the more numerous. The old chief 
 tallied all on his stick, first on one side, then on the other, and 
 soon declared the result, when sentence of death was passed up- 
 on the prisoner. 
 
 There was another question to be decided which demanded 
 hardly less careful consideration; this was the time and piace of 
 execution. Whether he should be put to death immediately, oi 
 reserved for solemn sacrifice in the presence of the whole tribe 
 was debated with considerable warmth. The latter opinion pre- 
 vailed, and they set out with him toward Wapatomika. Passing 
 through two other Indian towns on the way, Kenton was com- 
 pelled to run the gauntlet at both, being severely beaten. All 
 this time there had been not a single opportunity to escape, but 
 being carelessly guarded at the latter town they passed through, 
 he made a break and ran. However hopeless his escape from this 
 large body might seem, nothing but death could follow failure, 
 and he had for days past endured a living death. In spite of all 
 the exhausting tortures which he had undergone since his capture, 
 he distanced his pursuers, and his hopes rose high; only to be 
 dashed down, however, for when he reached a point about two 
 miles from the town, he met a large party of Indians, on their 
 way to join his tormentors. These, recapturing him, took him 
 back to the town, and gave him again into the hands of his orig- 
 inal captors. 
 
 The last ray of hope had gone out in the night of despair. 
 There seemed no chance of life, and Kenton sullenly gave him- 
 self up to his fate. Of the horror of his doom he had already 
 had a foretaste, made doubly drea^dful as it was by the love 
 
SIMON KENTON. 
 
 50 
 
 life so strong at three-and-twenty. With the calmness of despair 
 he looked upon the yelling horde around him, conveying him to 
 Wapatomika and the stake. Already had his skin been stained 
 with the black dye which showed him condemned to death, when 
 the renegade white man, Simon Girty, approached him. Com- 
 rades-in-arms had they been, while serving together in Dunmore's 
 war; thence one had joined the Kentucky settlers, and the other, 
 after serving a short time in the American army against the 
 British, had deserted to the Indians, the allies of the latter. 
 Like all apostates, he became worse than those who were *^to the 
 manor born,'' and for twenty years his name was the terror of 
 the border; could anything be hoped from the man who was 
 more savage than his terrible allies, who spared not man, woman 
 or child ? At his belt hung the scalps, still reeking with blood, 
 with which he had just returned ; near by were his prisoners, a 
 woman and seven children. 
 
 When Kenton had entered the council-house at Wapatomika, 
 he had been greeted with such a scowl from all assembled there 
 as would have made his heart sink if he had still entertained any 
 hope. JSTow, however, he felt it was welcomed, as showing that 
 the inevitable end was near. 
 
 Throwing a blanket on the floor, Girty, in his harshest tones, 
 ordered him to take a seat upon it. Angered by a momentary 
 4elay, ths ^^white savage '' caught the prisoner's arm, and jerking 
 him roughly upon the blanket, pulled him down upon it. In the 
 same forbidding tone Girty asked him how many men there were 
 in Kentucky. Kenton, trae to the last, answered that he did not 
 know, but that he could name the officers and state the rank, and 
 the questioner could judge for himself. Thereupon he proceeded 
 to name every man to whose name a military " handle'' was at- 
 tached, whether he had a command or not, and succeeded in giving 
 an impression that the whites were much stronger than they were 
 in reality. In response to an inquiry about William Stewart, 
 Kenton said that he was an old and intimate acquaintance. 
 
 ^' What is your own name ? " was the next question. 
 Simon Butler," answered the prisoner. The effect was elee- 
 trical. Springing from his seat, Girty embraced his old compan- 
 ion with all the ardor of a more emotional nature. Turning to 
 the assembled warinors, he spoke in defense of his friend. They 
 had trodden the war-path side by side, and had slept under th^ 
 same blanket. His emotion made him eloquent : 
 
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 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 Shall I be denied this one thing ? Warriors of the Shawnees, 
 when has the hand of Katepacomen been clean, when that of his 
 Indian brother was bathed in blood ? Has Katepacomen ever 
 'ipared the white man's scalp ? Has he not brought to Wapato- 
 mika eight prisoners ? Do not seven fresh scalps hang at his belt? 
 Now the white brother of Katepacomen has fallen into the hands 
 of his Indian brothers and they wish to torture him. Shall 
 Katepacomen stand by and see his brother eaten bv the flames ? 
 To those w^ho are born warriors of the Shawnees, the life of a 
 white prisoner is given for the asking ; will my brothers deny so 
 little a thing to the brother born among the white men, who has 
 chosen to live among the Indians?'^ 
 
 No voice but his own broke the stillness ; when he finished, the 
 deep, guttural tones of the chiefs spoke both approval and disap- 
 proval. Some of them urged that the prisoner had already been 
 condemned to death, and that they would be acting like squaws 
 to be changing their minds every hour. Besides this, the pris- 
 oner richly deserved his doom; not only had he stolen their 
 horses, but he had flashed his gun at one of their young men, and 
 had tried his best to escape. So bad a man could never be a bro- 
 ther to them, as was Girty ; he could never be an Indian in his 
 heart, like Katepacomen. More than this, many of their people 
 had come a great distance to witness the execution, and after 
 coming so far, it would be cruel to disappoint them. 
 
 Girty listened impatiently to this pathetic pleading for the en- 
 joyment of the people. No sooner had the young warriors con- 
 cluded their speeches than he sprang to his feet, and spoke again 
 in favor of his friend: 
 
 ^^Has Katepacomen ever spared the white man's scalp? Has 
 he ever before pleaded for the life of a captive? Never before 
 has he asked a boon of his Indian brothers, and now this, which 
 they would grant without hesitation to one of their own race, 
 they would refuse to him. If the warriors of the Shawnees trust 
 in the good faith and love of Katepacomen, let them give him the 
 life of his white brother.'^ 
 
 Not a word did Kenton understand of these speeches, since all 
 used the Shawnee tongue. At length the discussion came to an 
 end, and the war-club was passed around the assembly, that the 
 vote might be taken. This time the decision was for life. Hav- 
 ing thus succeeded in his endeavors, Girty conducted his friend 
 to his own wigwam and fitted him out from his own wardrobe, 
 
SIMON KENTON. 
 
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 Kenton's clothes having- beeui tcrii from him by the infuriated 
 savages. For three weeks they lived a perfectly quiet life, Ken- 
 ton meeting with the most friendly and cordial treatment from the 
 
 SIMON GIKTY, THE RENEGADE. 
 
 if^^y cniefs who had most violently opposed Girty's pleadings. 
 
 About twenty days after hig deliverance, as Grirty, Kenton and 
 an Indian named Eedpole were walking together, they were met 
 
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 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 by another Indian, who repeatedly uttered a pecuixcxr whooj.. 
 This, Glrty informed him, was the distress halloo, and summoned 
 them to the council-house*. Kenton had no particular love for 
 any council-house whatever ; he would have much preferred to 
 give them all a wide berth, and not hold any very intimate com- 
 munication with those who were assembled there ; but there was 
 no choice. 
 
 The Indian who had hallooed, saluted them, and readily gave 
 his hand to Girty and Eedpole, but refused Kenton's. This was 
 ominous. It was but the beginning of what was to come ; on 
 reaching the council-house, no one of the warriors there assem- 
 bled would give his hand to Kenton. Many of the chiefs were 
 strangers from distant towns, and the assembly was larger than 
 in either of the other councils. Once again the impassioned de 
 bate was held — Girty pleading for his friend, the savages thirst 
 ing for his blood. But the eloquence which had before proven 
 so effective was lost upon the stranger warriors, and turning to 
 Kenton, the white savage'' said, with a suspicious brightness in 
 his eyes : 
 
 Well, my friend, you must die/' 
 
 A strange chief seized the captive by the collar, and he was 
 quickly bound and committed to a guard. With him they instant- 
 ly setoff, the Indians being on horseback, and Kenton on foot, • 
 a rope tied around his neck, one end being held by one of the 
 guard. About two and a half miles from Wapatomika, Girty 
 overtook them and told Kenton that he was on his way to the ; 
 next village, in order to secure the influence of some friends he I 
 had there. But there, as in Wapatomika, the eloquence of Kate- 
 pacomen was in vain, and the white savage, the terror of the bor- 
 der, the most ruthless of the children of the wilderness, returned 
 by another route to his home. He could not again see the friend 
 he could not save. 
 
 When they had gone two or three miles beyond the first vil- 
 lage they saw, a few yards from the trail, a squaw chopping wood, 
 while her lord the warr* r sat by smoking, to see that she 
 worked industriously. The very sight of Kenton set on fire the 
 hot blood in his veins, and snatching the axe from the hand of 
 the patient toiler, he rushed upon the captive, and before any 
 defense could be made, dealt a blow which crushed through his 
 shoulder, shattering the bone, and almost severing the arm from 
 the body. Eaising the axe for a second time, his arm was 
 
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 stopped by Kenton's guard, who reproached him with wishing to 
 rob them of pleasure by the premature murder of the victim. 
 
 Arriving at a large village on the head waters of the Scioto, 
 they halted for the night. Here, a chief of striking and manly 
 appearance, of calm and noble front, speaking English fluently 
 and well, his utterance such as persuades men to do his will, 
 came up to Kenton. It was Logan, the eloquent chief of the Min- 
 goes, so highly praised by the author of the Declaration of Inde- 
 pendence, struck by the manly beauty and soldierly bearing of 
 the young captive, or perhaps moved only by his misfortunes, 
 Logan, after exchanging a few words with Kenton, said to him : 
 
 ^^Well, donH be disheartened; I am a great chief; you are to 
 go to Sandusky — they speak of burning you there, — but I will 
 send two runners to-morrow to speak good for you." 
 
 Cheered by this promise, Kenton remained quietly at Logan'r 
 lodge all night and the next day, being permitted to spend much 
 of the time with the benevolent chief. Logan kept his promise, 
 and the runners were despatched to Sandusky early in the morn- 
 ing, returning in the evening. After their return, Logan avoided 
 seeing Kenton until the succeeding morning, when, walking up 
 to him, accompanied by the guards, he said : 
 
 " You are to be taken to Sandusky. 
 
 Giving him a piece of bread, the chief, without uttering another 
 word, turned and walked away. 
 
 Kenton had been consumed by the most intense anxiety since 
 the return of the messengers, and the conduct of the friendly chief 
 did not tend to reassure him. There was nothing to conjecture 
 but that Logan had overrated his influence, that his intercession 
 had been as useless as Girty's, and that Kenton must meet the 
 dreadful fate decreed by the council. To Sandusky, then, they 
 marched, his hope at the lowest ebb. It seemed that every friendly 
 power failed when exerted in his behalf, no matter how strong 
 it might be in other directions. Despite the exertions of these 
 two friends, he was to be burnt at Sandusky the morning after 
 his arrival. 
 
 But even then, when only a few hours of life seemed to remain 
 to him, an apparent enemy was transformed into a powerful 
 friend. 
 
 This was Captain Drewyer^ a French Canadian in the employ 
 of the British government as Indian agent. He represented to 
 the Indians the value, to the co"^^*^ndant at Detroit, of a prisoner 
 
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 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 mtimately acquainted with the settlements in Kentucky, and by 
 appealing first to their cupidity, and then to their fears, his bribes 
 and threats secured the loan of Kenton, it being expressly stip- 
 ulated, however, that when all possible h formation had been ex- 
 tracted from him, he should be returned to them for their own 
 purposes. 
 
 Drewyer immediately set out for Detroit with his prisoner. 
 While they were on their journey, he told Kenton on what terms 
 he was released from immediate danger, adding that he ( Drew- 
 yer ) had no intention of keeping his promise by delivering up to 
 such inhuman wretches the life in his power. Continuing in this 
 strain, lauding his own generosity, he began to question Kenton 
 as to the number of men in Kentucky, and the state of defense^ 
 Kenton replied that he was only a private, obeying orders given 
 bv those who had the direction of affairs 3 that being in so low a 
 rank, his range of vision was but narrow, not enabling him to 
 judge of the general condition of things ; that he had no taste for 
 meddling with others, for he had found it quite enough to take 
 care of himself— sometimes more than he could do. After this 
 reply, he was troubled with no more questions. 
 
 Arriving in Detroit early in October, he remained there in a 
 state of easy restraint, for eight months. [Restricted to certain 
 rather wide boundaries during the day, and obliged to report 
 every morning to a British officer, there was no other condition 
 attached to his comings and goings. Some time was required foi 
 his recovery from the effects of the Indians' brutality, but, once 
 strong and well, the young freeman longed for his wild home 
 again. To escape from Detroit was easy enough, but it would 
 be more difficult to journey safely through the wilderness, alone 
 and unarmed, a distance of two hundred miles, among Indians 
 who were eager for his death. Even setting aside the latter con- 
 sideration, there would be, in those trackless forests, no food but 
 the wild game, which could not be killed without a gun. 
 
 Carefully and secretly he laid and worked out his plans. Two 
 young Kentuckians, taken with Boone at the Blue Licks and pur- 
 chased by the British, shared his thirst for liberty, and the three 
 patiently awaited their opportunity. The most difficult thing 
 Was to obtain guns and ammunition without the knowledge of 
 the commandant^ but even this was overcome; Kenton bought of 
 two Indians, plied with rum for the purpose, their guns, and hid 
 the precious purchase in the woods. Managing to get anothei* 
 
SIMON KENTON. 
 
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 rifle, and a supply of ammunition, through a citxi^en of the town^ 
 they set out on their lonely and periloas journey. Traveling 
 only at night, they reached Louisville after a march of just one 
 month. Ten months before, Kenton had started out, in company 
 with Montgomery and Clark, to the town of Chillicothe. In the 
 space of a month, he had been exposed to the ordeal called run- 
 ning the gauntlet no less than eight times; three times had he 
 been tied to the stake to suffer the most horrible death known 
 to fiendish ingenuity; and the intervals had been times of the 
 greatest possible mental anguish. 
 
 Arrived in Kentucky, he was by no means disposed to rest up- 
 on his laurels, and to live upon the memory of what he had suf- 
 fered. Had he been made of such stuff, he would not have had 
 the intercession of either Girty or Logan; the one knew by ex- 
 pericnce, the other by instinct, what manner of man he was, and 
 it was the manhood within him that they would have rescued. 
 From his arrival in Kentucky, then, until 1782, he was constant- 
 ly in active service, as guide, scout and officer. In the latter year, 
 a piece of unexpected good news reached him. Hearing, for the 
 first time in eleven years, from his old home in Yirginia, he learn- 
 ed that Lcitchman, the rival of whose death he thought himself 
 guilt}', v/as yet alive, having soon recovered from the consequences 
 of the fight. Dropping the name of Butler, and assuming his own 
 again, he returned to visit his parents, and succeeded in persuad- 
 ing them to remove to Kentucky. Friendly relations were also 
 established with Leitchman and his wife. Simon Kenton's father 
 died on the journey, but the others reached Maysville ( or the 
 site of the present town ) and founded there a settlem ent on the 
 very spot where he had pitched his first camp on Kentucky soil. 
 Being so near the Indians, however, did not contribute to the 
 peace of the town, and incursion and raid were frequent. Kenton 
 never let such inroads pass without severe retaliation, and in 
 1793 he drove back the last of the dusky invaders into the Ohio 
 country. In the succeeding year he served as major in Mad 
 Anthony Wayne's " campaign, but was nOt present at the victory 
 which closed it. 
 
 But with peace to the borders came trouble to Kenton. The 
 same difficulties which beset Boone in regard to the title to his 
 land, came to Kenton, and even his body was seized for debt. 
 To escape the persecutions of the speculators, he moved over to 
 the Ohio wilderness in 1797, or, according to another authority. 
 
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 SIMON KENTON. 
 
 in 1802. Living there quietly enough, the lestful monotony of 
 the farmer's life was broken in the year 1813, when, joining the 
 Kentucky troops under Grovernor Shelby, he was present at the 
 battle of the Thames- Eeturning to his cabin, he continued to live 
 near Urtana until 1820, when he removed to a spot within sight 
 of what h-ad been the Indian town of Wapatomika, the scene of 
 so many adventures forty-two years before. 
 
 But misfortunes continued to follow him, and the very land 
 which he tilled had to be entered in the name of his wife. lie 
 had owned large tracts of land in Kentucky, but they had beconu^ 
 forfeited to the state for taxes. In 1824 he undertook cu go to 
 Frankfort, to ask of the Kentucky Legislature a release of the 
 forfeiture. Saddling his sorry old horse, he set out on his jour- 
 ney, stopping the first night at the house of Major Galloway, in 
 Xenia, Ohio. This friend, seeing the shabby outfit of the old 
 pioneer, gave vent to his honest indignation against a country 
 that could leave the old age of so faithful a servant to penury. 
 
 Don't say that, Galloway,'/ said the old man, drawing his tall 
 figure to its full height, his gray eyes flashing fire as they did but 
 rarely ; Don't say that, or I'll leave your house forever, and 
 never call you my friend again." 
 
 Arrived at Frankfort, the old man cut but a shabby figure in the 
 now busy streets, that he had known as glades in the forest and 
 bufPalo-paths through the cane-brakes. His tattered garments, 
 his dilapidated saddle and bridle, and his old, almost broken 
 down horse, excited universal derision from the thoughtless mul- 
 titude. But no one dreamed that this was Simon Kenton. Truly, 
 a prophet is not without honor, save in his own country, and 
 among his own people. 
 
 But a rescuer came, in the person of General Fletcher, an old 
 companion-in-arms. Hearing the story of the pioneer, this friend 
 in n :od took him to a store and fitted him out with a good suit of 
 clothes and a hat, and then escorted him to the State Capitol/ 
 Here, seated in the Speaker's chair, the most prominent men 
 present in the city were introduced to him, and he was made to 
 feel that the place giver to him, in their minds, was second only 
 to Boone's. "With this, he was more than content, and for years 
 afterward did he 3peak of this as proudest day in his life.''' 
 General Fletcher's kindness was highly appreciated, as he prob- 
 ably kept that suit of clothes and the hat until his death : certain 
 it is that ten years after this they were still in active service 
 
SIMON KENTON. 
 
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 flis mission was crowned with entire success. Not only were 
 his lands gladly released by the Legislature, but the exertions 
 Or some friends secured from Congress a pension of S250, thus se- 
 curing his old age from absolute want. Eeturning to his cabin 
 On the banks of Mad Eiver, he spent his few remaining years in 
 cnlm and quiet, passing peacefully away at the ripe age of eighty- 
 Oiie in the year 1836. He was buried near the home of his declin- 
 ing years, within sight of the spot where, nearly half a century 
 before, the Indians had bound him to the stake ; and thus passed 
 away the second pioneer of Kentucky — of the great region, ir 
 deed, west of the Alleghanies. 
 
CHAPTER III. 
 
 i)THEE HEEOES OF THE DAYS OF B002fE. 
 
 THE WETZELS. 
 
 F all the- heroes of the border, who lived in the latter years 
 
 of the last and the earlier part of the present century, there 
 are none whose names are dearer to those who love tales of ad- 
 venture, than the Wetzels. Western Virginia was a wilderness 
 when, in the year 1772, old John Wetzel, a rough but brave and 
 honest German, settled there with his family of five sons and 
 two daught^jrs. Nor was such a course any less dangerous than 
 it appears. The boys were but children, the youngest, Lewis, 
 being eight or nine years old, and could not afford any assistance 
 in defending the home, if it should be attacked by the treacher- 
 ous denizens of the woods. But in the rough school of the fron- 
 tier, boys quickly learned to be men. and John Wetzel probably 
 soon had help from his sons in his occupation of hunting and 
 fishing, and in locating lands. Their home was at some distance 
 from the fort, a position of no small danger in those ^times, when 
 the Indians were so troublesome. Many adventures are recorded 
 of his five sons, and none without interest. Handed down from 
 father to son, published in the newspapers of later date without 
 any reference to other parts of the heroes^ lives, isolated in the 
 same way in books of adventure, it is only with great difficulty 
 that they can be arranged in order; and even when the utmost 
 care is used in sifting the early adventures from those of a later 
 time, the position of some must be guess-work. The youngest of 
 these brothers, Lewis, is the one around whose name the deeds 
 of daring cluster most thickly. Let us, then, follow the course of 
 his life, turning aside occasionally to notice Martin or George. 
 John or Jacob, as the case may be. 
 
 The heat of the contests with the Indians seemed to have pass- 
 ed away in 1778, and no fear was felt of sudden incursions from 
 theme Lewis and Jacob, both mere boys, were playing near the 
 
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 hotise, whew Lewi», turning around suddenly, naw the oarrel of a 
 gun protruding from behind a corn crib. Quick as thought he 
 jumped backward, but too late, for a ball wounded him severely 
 in the chest. Hardly had the sho": been fired, when two dusky 
 giants leaped from their shelter upon the boys and carried them 
 olf. On toward their village across the Ohio they went, passing 
 that river on the second day. The bullet had ploughed its way 
 over almost the whole width of Lewis' chest, r.nd the wound was 
 excessively painful 3 nor did the rapid pace at which they went 
 tend to subdue the fever in his hot young blood' but he knew 
 too well the fate of an Indian's prisoner, if he were too weak to 
 keep pace with his captor, and to avoid the tomahawk, bore 
 his pain with composure. 
 
 The Ohio between the young captives and their homes, the In- 
 dians relaxed their vigilance, and did not tie the boys the next 
 night. The camp-fire died down, the night wore on, and the two 
 warriors were fast asleep. With the light, quick step which he 
 had learned from the Indian fighters who frequented his father's 
 house, and indeed, from his father and elder brothers, Lewis rose 
 and went to Jacob's side. A touch awakened the sleeping boy, 
 and signs told him his brother's plan. Noiselessly they stole 
 away and pushed into the woods. They had gone about a hun- 
 dred yards, and their feet were torn and bleeding ; many weary 
 miles had yet to be traveled. 
 
 We cannot go barefooted," said Lewis; " I will go back and 
 get moccasins." 
 
 Back to the camp he stole with noiseless tread, and soon re- o 
 turned with the desired protection. Going a little farther, an- 
 other want was discovered — they were unarmed. Back again to 
 the camp went Lewis, arid with a gun, escaped for the third time 
 in safety. At their utmost speed they went, but not fast enough 
 to wholly distance the Indians. The warriors had soon discovered 
 the absence of the captives, and knowing well the point at which 
 the boys would aim, followed in haste, but fortunately not noise^ 
 lessly. The boys heard their pursuers, and slipped aside from 
 the trail that they had been following; the Indians passed on- 
 ward, but soon returned ; the Wetzels had eluded them, however, 
 and reached the Ohio in safety. Lashing two logs together, they 
 crossed the stream, and soon reached home. 
 
 It was about four years after this, when Lewis was near eigh- 
 teen, that he had what is perhaps the most famous fight of his 
 
THE WETZELS. 
 
 life. An expedition into the Indian country, under the leader- 
 ship of Col. Crawford, had resulted most disastrously] the com- 
 mander and many of his subordinates were taken prisoners, and 
 put to the torture; many were killed; a few escaped, and ar- 
 rived, breathless with their speed and terror, at the nearest set- 
 tlements. One of these fugitives had left his horse at Indian 
 Spring, and pushed on to Wheeling on foot. Arrived there, he 
 persuaded Lewis Wetzel to go back with him to the spring for his 
 horse. Wetzel knew the danger, and spoke of it, but Mills was 
 determined to regain possession of the animal, and they went 
 together. Beaching the neighborhood of the spring, they spied 
 the horse tied to a tree near the water. This was an unmistaka- 
 ble sign, and Wetzel warned Kills of the danger; the latter, how- 
 wer, was deaf to all his companion could say, and started toward 
 the spring to unfasten the animal. A sharp crack — another — and 
 he fell mortally wounded. 
 
 Wetzel knew that his only safety was in flight, and ran at his 
 utmost speed. Pour Indians bounded from the shelter of the 
 trees whence they had fired upon Mills, and followed him with 
 fleet footsteps. The fugitive would soon be theirs, and in glad 
 anticipation of a prisoner to be tortured, or of a scalp to be 
 added to the string of ghastly trophies, they aroused the echoes 
 with their fiendish yells. Half a mile they ran, and one of the 
 savages was so close upon his heels that Lewis, dreading the 
 tomahawk, turned and shot him dead. Any pause would be fatal, 
 for even if he reloaded and shot another, there would still be 
 ^ two more pursuers to whom such a delay would be an incalcula- 
 ble advantage. There was no need to stop, however, for he had 
 acquired the ability to load his gun while at a full run, and this 
 invaluable art was now called into use. Another half mile, and 
 he was still in advance, though but slightly; as he turned to 
 fire, the foremost Indian caught the muzzle of iiis gun, and the 
 struggle was, for a moment, of doubtful issue. The savage had 
 nearly wrested the weapon from the hands of his antagonist, 
 when, gathering all his strength for one last efl'ort, Lewis re- 
 gained possession of his gun, and, with its muzzle touching the 
 Indian's neck, fired, killing him instantly. 
 
 The end of the contest had not come a moment too 30on, for 
 the others had nearly overtaken him. Springing forward, he elud- 
 ed their grasp, until, having had time to reload, he slackened his 
 pace slightly, in order to put an end to the sport. A glance 
 
THE WETZELS. 
 
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 around, howerei, wjuld send his pursuers behina trees to shelter 
 themselves from that terrible gun, never unloaded. Another 
 mile was passed in this manner, and at last a comparatively oper. 
 spot was reached. Turning here, he pointed his piece at tl) 
 foremost Indian ; the tree did not shelter him altogether, and he 
 fell, dangerously wounded. The fourth Indian retreated in he ' 
 haste, to tell his brethren of the magic power he had escaped; 
 and doubtless many a camp-fire heard the story of the long-haired 
 youth whose gun was always loaded. 
 
 It was probably about this time that Jacob Wetzel and Simon 
 
 LEWIS WETZEL LOADING WHILE RUNNING — "HIM GUN ALWAYS LOADED." 
 
 Kenton decided to go on a fall hunt together into the hilly coun- 
 try near the mouth of the Kentucky Eiver. Arriving at the se- 
 lected ground, they found unmistakable Indian sign.^^ They 
 had no notion of retreating without finding how many warriors 
 there were near, and moving cautiously about, and following 
 the firing which they heard from time to time, they discovered 
 the camp about evening on the second day. Keeping themselves 
 concealed until night, they saw, by the light of the fire that was 
 kindled, five well-armed warriors. In defiance of that law which 
 enjoins a night attack for an inferior force, that its numbers may 
 be magnified by fear and uncertainty; they decided to defer th© 
 
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 THE WETZELS. 
 
 fight until dawn ; perhaps because the flickering light of the fire 
 might make one miss his aim. Lying behind a log which would 
 serve for concealment and a rampart, they awaited the coming 
 of light. At the first dawn of day, their guns were cocked, the 
 triggers drawn, and two Indians felL WetzeFs rifle was double- 
 barreled, and the third man was killed almost as soon as the first. 
 Having now to contend with equal numbers, they bounded over 
 the log and were in the camp almost before the remaining Indians 
 had recovered from their first surprise. Eesistance was useless, 
 for they thought that there must be many Long-knives^' near, 
 and the terrified Indians sought safety in flight. The fleet-footed 
 hunters followed with even greater speed, and soon returned to 
 the camp, each with a bloody scalp at his belt. 
 
 Hitherto, the Wetzels had acted in self-defense, or, as all the 
 settlers did, had attacked the Indians to prevent the savages from 
 attacking them ; but after 1787, a new element, the desire of re- 
 venge, was added to their motives. Old Wetzel was returning 
 home in a canoe with a single companion, when they were hailed 
 by a party of Indians on shore and ordered to land ; they of 
 course refused, and were rowing for their lives when they were 
 fired upon and Wetzel shot through the body — mortally wounded. 
 
 '^Lie down in the canoe,'' he said to his companion, ^^and I 
 mil paddle as long as my strength lasts — maybe then we'll be 
 out of range.'' 
 
 The dying man rowed on, and as they approached the settlement 
 the Indians ceased to pursue them ; his heroism saved the life of 
 his friend, and made his sons relentless enemies of the savages. 
 
 It was probably but a short time after his father's death thatMar^ 
 tin Wetzel, the eldest of the brothers, was surprised and captured 
 by the Indians. For a long time escape was impossible, for he 
 was carefully and closely watched; but after months had passed, 
 and he seemed perfectly satisfied to remain where he was, he 
 was accorded greater liberty; and finally, he acquired their 
 confidence to such an extent that he was adopted into one of their 
 families. With three young warriors he started on a fall hunt, 
 and the party encamped near the head of the Sandusky Eiver^ 
 Here Martin was very careful to return to camp first in the eve- 
 ning, prepare wood for the night and perform all the other offi- 
 ces which a warrior finds so distasteful ; in this way he made 
 still greater progress in their confidence. But all the while he 
 l^as planning to escape j not merely that, but to take a signal 
 
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 vengeance for his father^s death and his own long captivity. One 
 afternoon, as he was hunting at some distance from the camp, he 
 came upon one of his Indian companions. The unsuspecting sav- 
 age parted from him after a momentary greeting, and a few sec- 
 onds afterward fell, pierced to the heart by a ball from AYetzeFs 
 rifle. Concealing the body in the hollow made by the torn-up 
 roots of a tree, and covering it with brush and dead leaves, ha 
 -returned to camp. 
 
 Wood was gathered for the night, and supper prepared. When 
 the two Indians returned, Martin innocently inquired about th( 
 third; neither had seen him. As time went on, and still the mur- 
 dered savage did not come, Wetzel expressed great concern about 
 his absence. 
 
 Maybe he find new hunting-ground far of^/^ suggested one, 
 with an indiiferent air. Later on, Martin again gave vent to his 
 anxiety in words, and another explanation was proifered : 
 
 Maybe he follow turkey too far to come back. He CHm23 in 
 woods.'' 
 
 The Indians, he saw, were completely off their guard, and it 
 only remained for him to decide whether he would attack them 
 separately or both at once. Concluding the former to be the 
 better plan, when they set out in the morning he follow^ed one at 
 a safe distance. Cautiously pursuing him until near evening, he 
 pretended to meet him unexpectedly, and began to talk about the 
 day's hunt. Chatting gaily for a while, Martin's lynx eye watch- 
 ed the Indian's every motion ; the savage turned aside for a mo- 
 ment, when crash! went the white man's tomahawk, cleaving his 
 skull. A hollow near by concealed the body, and Wetzel went 
 back to camp. 
 
 The third destined victin? approached, bending under the load 
 of game which he had, s'not. Sunning forward to disencumber 
 him of his burden, as the Indian supposed, his relentless toma- 
 kawk descended, and crushed out the life of the last barrier be-. 
 tween him and freedom. There was now no danger of j^ursuit, 
 and Wetzel leisurely gathered up what he chose to take with him, 
 not forgetting the scalps of his three victims, and reached home 
 in safety after an absence of nearly a year. 
 
 An adventure of Lewis Wetzel's, which some authorities plac€ in 
 1786, will not be out of place here. By frequent incursions upon 
 the set!:lements, the Indians had so aroused the whites that a re- 
 taliatory expedition was organized^ Lewis Wetzel being one of 
 
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 THE WETZELS. 
 
 the party. Scouts brought in the news that tue mai-aaders were 
 too many to be attacked by them, and a council of war being 
 held it was decided to return home. The party quickly prepared 
 to retrace their steps, and many had already departed, when th^ 
 commander, seeing Wetzel seated carelessly on a log, with hib 
 gun lying across his knees, asked him if he were not going. 
 
 'No/^ answered Lewis, with a glance of contempt at his flying 
 comrades; I came out to hunt Indians, and now that they are 
 found, I am not going home until I take a scalp, unless I lose my 
 own.'' 
 
 Persuasions were of no use. Sullenly he sat in the same posi- 
 tion on the log, waiting until the last white man was out of sight; 
 then, shouldering his rifle, and assuring himself that scalping- 
 knife and tomahawk were ready for use, moved olf in an oppo- 
 site direction, hoping to meet with a small party of Indians. Ev- 
 ery precaution was taken to prevent being surprised, and every 
 efi'ort made to find any Indians that might be lurking in his 
 neighborhood, but night fell, and he had not seen any. A fire 
 was necessary, but he dared not let its light be seen; so he con- 
 structed a small coal-pit out of bark and leaves, covered with 
 loose earth, and by covering his fire and himself with his blanket, 
 succeeded in keeping warm without endangering himself by 
 showing a light. 
 
 The next day better success attended him, for he found, to- 
 wards evening, a tenantless camp, which two blankets and a ket- 
 tle showed was not deserted. The owners of these articles, he 
 supposed, were out hunting. Hiding himself in the thick under- 
 growth, he patiently awaited their return. They came in about 
 sunset, and about nine or ten o'clock, one of them, shouldering 
 his rifle, started out to attend to a deer trap that he had set. 
 Impatiently Lewis awaited his return, but dawn drew near, and 
 h-e was unfortunately obliged to leave the camp with only one 
 scalp. This was taken without difliculty, as he Crept to the side 
 of the sleeper and with one blow sent his scalping knife through 
 the heart of the savage. Returning, he reached the settlement 
 one day after his companions had arrived there. 
 
 On one occasion he determined to go on a fall hunt into the 
 Indian country. Penetrating as far as the Muskingum, he came 
 upon a camp containing four Indians. Only a moment's hesita- 
 tion as to whether he should attack such a party, and he deter- 
 mined to take the risk. Creeping cautiously to a covert near the 
 
THE WETZELS. 
 
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 ^amp, whence he ild see every movement of his enemies as 
 they moved about the fire, he waited until all were asleep. Si- 
 lently leaving his liding place, he stood in the midst of the un- 
 conscious Indians. ( 'rash! went the tomahawk, and the skull of 
 one, and almost in tL ,) same instant, of a second, he had laid open. 
 The noise of the bh ^s, slight though it was, had awakened a 
 third, who had scarce y struggled to his feet before he shared the 
 fate of his comrades The fourth was more fortunate, for he es- 
 caped by flight. 
 
 Did you have a^ y luck ? inquired a friend, on his return 
 from this hunt.'' 
 
 ''Not much,'' replied Lewis, ''I tree'd four Indians, but one 
 got away." 
 
 In 1789, a fort haa been erected where Marietta now stands, 
 and its commander, (J-en. Harmar, was very anxious to make a 
 treaty with the Indians. For this purpose he sent messengers 
 with a white flag to the nearest Indian tribes, to invite them to 
 the fort, that he might treat with them. With great difficulty 
 were they finally persuaded to lay aside their distrust of the 
 ''Long-knives," and accept the invitation. 
 
 In order to slightly understand what followed, we must remem.- 
 ber the spirit which then animated the whites in the wars against 
 the Indians. Such were the treachery and the cruelty of the sav- 
 ages that the white men felt it must be a war of extermination. 
 Of course the soldiers sent here, who had been used to dealing 
 with a difl'erent foe, did not apprecic^te this feeling of the men 
 born in forts and grown up through a series of sieges, but en- 
 deavored to deal with the Indiana as they were accustomed to 
 treat more open and honorable enemies. The frontiersmen 
 would not put any faith in an Indian's word, and not believing 
 that the savages would keep treaties, were themselves by no 
 no means backward in violating such engagements. When, 
 therefore. Gen. Harmar succeeded in persuading the Indians to 
 come to the fort, Lewis Wetzel recognized it as an excellent op" 
 portunity for fresh triumphs over his enemies. 
 
 With a companion nearly as daring as himself, he, according 
 to the plan which they agreed upon, found a spot which would 
 answer for their purpose, and lying here in ambush, they shot at 
 an Indian who rode by at full speed. He did not fall, and they 
 thought that the shot had missed him. It was known among 
 their neighbors on what errand Wetzel and his companion had 
 
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 THE WETZELS. 
 
 gone, and on their return they were questioned ^o their suc- 
 cess. They did not dream that the Indian had been seriously 
 hurt, but he was mortally wounded, and, riding into the fort, died 
 that night. Eumor soon informed Gen. Harmar who had killed 
 him, and he despatched a j)arty of men to take Wetzel, dead or 
 alive. Such was the anger of his neighbors, however, that they 
 resolved to form an ambuscade and kill the soldiers who should 
 attempt to take Lewis. Happily the commander of the force was 
 persuaded to return without making the desperate attempt, and 
 Lewis considered the whole thing disposed of to the satisfaction 
 of all concerned. 
 
 Shortly afterward, however, he found that Gen. Harmar was by 
 no means of the same opinion, for while at the house of a friend 
 he was surprised, captured and taken to the fort, where he was 
 loaded with irons. To the liberty-loving woodsman, this confine- 
 ment was as intolerable as the disgrace of being treated like a 
 criminal. Chafing under the restraint, he sent for Gen. Harmar, 
 who speedily came. 
 
 Don't hang me up like a dog,'' he said; ^Mf you don't want 
 to let me go, put me in the middle of a party of Indians armed 
 v>nth scalping knives and tomahawks; give me a tomahawk and 
 let mo fight it out with them." 
 
 Gen. Harmar, with lofty dignity, replied that he must act in 
 conformity with the law of which he was an officer, and which 
 did not allow him to make such a compromise, and the poor pris- 
 oned woodsman was once more left to himself. Not many days 
 had passed before he again sent for the commander. 
 
 ^^I've never been used to keeping so close in the house, and I 
 3annot live much longer shut up here without exercise," he com- 
 plained. 
 
 Accordingly, the guard was ordered to knock the fetters off, 
 leaving only the handcuffs, and to permit him to walk about on 
 the point at the mouth of the Muskingum. Loosed from the fet- 
 ters, that had weighed on his heart no less heavily than on his 
 limbs, and breathing the free air of heaven once more, he frol- 
 icked about like a young deer released from a trap. Starting 
 suddenly away from them, as if to escape, he would run a few 
 yards and then return to the guards that accompanied him out- 
 slue the fort. This was repeated several times, the distance on 
 t.'ach run being a little greater, until, his guards having become 
 ii^^^ed to it, he ran nearly a hundred yards before they discovered 
 
Wetzel's escape from the gua&d« 
 
THE WETZELS. 
 
 that he was really attempting to escape. They fired, but missed 
 their aim, and he soon outran those pursuing him. 
 
 He knew the country well, and could thus readily elude the 
 less skilled woodsmen. Making for a dense thicket two or three 
 miles from the fort, he squeezed under a log, and lay there cov- 
 ered by the thick brush, safe from discovery, even when two 
 keen-eyed Indians stood upon the log under which he lay. Gradu- 
 ally the footsteps of his pursuers died away, their cries were lost 
 in the distance, and as night came on, he found himself alone in 
 the thicket. But on this side of the Ohio, he had no friend on 
 whom he could rely, and, handcutfed as he was, he could not 
 swim across it. Creeping cautiously down to the river, he saw, 
 at the opposite side, an acquaintance in a canoe, fishing. Gently 
 splashing in the water, he succeeded in gaining this man's atten- 
 tion^ and was by him ferried ever the river. Once on the Vir- 
 ginia side, he was in the midst of devoted admirers and friends, 
 who would die for him before they would allow him to be retaken. 
 
 Gen. Harmar, however, was not so easily discouraged, but years 
 afterward offered a reward for Lewis Wetzel, dead or alive. 
 Zeal for the execution of the law, however, was confined to his 
 breast, for no one claimed the reward, although many could 
 have captured him. 
 
 Not long after his return he was invited to accompany a rela- 
 tive to his home on Dunkard Creek. Accepting the invitation, 
 they reached their destination only to find the house a heap of 
 smoking ruins. Wetzel declared the trail to indicate that the 
 marauders were three Indians and a white man, and that they had 
 carried off one captive. This was the betrothed of the host, and 
 he insisted upon following them immediately. Wetzel, nothing 
 loath, assented, and they pushed on, hoping to overtake the ma- 
 rauders before they reached the Ohio. Despite the pains which 
 had been taken to hide the trail and deceive the pursuers^ Wet- 
 zel, guessing what course they had taken, took a bee-line for the 
 point at which he thought they would aim. Night came on, bui 
 still they continued their journey, guided by the light of tne 
 moon, until midnight; then this help failed them, and they restea 
 for the few remaining hours of the night. At dawn they were 
 again upon their way, and late in the afternoon saw, among otner 
 fresh footsteps in the sand, the print of a little shoe, evidently of 
 a white woman. Just at daijk, they discovered the encampmeut 
 upon the opposite side of the river. Swimming the stream, they 
 
THE WETZELS. 
 
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 made sare of the position of the captive, and several other points 
 aDout the camp; but although the frantic lover urged an immedi- 
 ate attack, Wetzel insisted upon postponing it until morning. 
 
 At dawn the savages were preparing to continne their journey, 
 when two rifles were fired from the thicket, at the same instant, 
 with fatal effect; one shot killing an Indian, one the renegade 
 white man. The lover sprang forward into the camp as soon as 
 he had fired, to release the captive, and Wetzel pursued the two 
 Indians into the woods. Firing his rifle at random, they rushed 
 toward him before he could reload, as they thought, but the gun 
 was already prepared for execution, and its contents sent into 
 the body of the nearest pursuer. Loading as he ran, he again 
 wheeled and fired, and the last of the party lay dead before him. 
 
 In 1790, a dense forest of maple and beech covered much of 
 the ground now occupied by Cincinnati, the town extending 
 about two blocks along the river front from Main Street to 
 Broadway. One early October day Jacob Wetzel had gone 
 hunting, and had met wnth great success. His load of game was 
 too heavy for his own shoulders, and he had started to the town 
 to borrow a horse. But, tired and w^arm, he sat down to rest 
 upon a tempting log by the river side, near the mouth of Mill 
 Creek. Suddenly he heard a rustling in the trees near him. 
 His faithful dog gave a low growl, and then was silent at his 
 master's gesture of command. Springing behind a tree Wetzel 
 made ready to fire upon the game or the enemy, as the case 
 might be. A glance from his shelter show^cd him a burly In- 
 dian, likewise shielded by a tree. A loud bai'k from the dog 
 told the savage that he was discovered, and raising his rifle he 
 fired. But Wetzel had been a little too quick ; the white man 
 fired first and his ball struck the Indian's left arm, breaking 
 it near the elbow; and Wetzel was unhurt. 
 
 Regardless of the pain, the Indian endeavored to reload, but 
 Wetzel sprang upon him with his knife. With lightning rapid- 
 it}^ the Indian changed his purpose, and parried his enemy's 
 first stroke with his own blade. More than that, the shock 
 threw Wetzers w^eapon far out of reach. Though thus unarm- 
 ed, the scout was not helpless. Throwing himself upon the sav- 
 age, he seized the dusky right arm, so that the knife was useless 
 to his enemy. The Indian, however, was worthy to contend 
 with a Wetzel. For a moment they swayed back and forth in 
 this close embrace ; then, as their feet became interlocked- ^lall 
 
80 
 
 THE WETZEL8. 
 
 to the earth, the Indian uppecrmost. But Wetzel was indomit- 
 able. By one mighty effort he forced the Indian over on his 
 right side, so that he had no use of either arm. 
 
 Had Wetzel been armed, the contest would now have been 
 decided; but in his efforts to gain possession of the savage's 
 knife, he relaxed his grasp ; and the muscular redskin was again 
 uppermost. The white man lay upon the ground, the Indian's 
 knee upon his breast, the Indian's eyes gleaming with deadly 
 
 JACOB WETZEL SAVED BY HIS DOG. 
 
 hate above him as the knife was raised high for a deadlier blow. 
 One instant more, and it would have been sheathed in his heart. 
 Suddenly the hunter's dog sprang at his master's triumphant 
 
THE POES. 
 
 81 
 
 foe, seizing him by the throat. The knife fell from the Indian's 
 hand, almost within Wetzel's grasp. Wrenching himself free, 
 the white man seized the weapon, and the contest was no longer 
 doubtful. 
 
 Securing the Indian's scalp and weapons, the hunter went on 
 his way; but before he was well out of sight of the spot, he 
 heard the whooping of a considerable number of Indians. Run- 
 ning to the river, he was lucky enough to find a canoe, in which 
 he made his way to town. The savage had been one of the 
 bravest and most famous chiefs of his tribe. 
 
 Lewis Wetzel has been called the Boone of West Virginia, but 
 the title can hardly be allowed. Boone is the type of the fron- 
 tiersman whose name is known to history as the father of a set- 
 tlement; Lewis Wetzel is famous in tradition as a wild borderer. 
 Both classes of characters were necessary to the establishment 
 and preservation of settlements ; the wilder, more unsettled In- 
 dian fighter roaming the country, and giving information of dan- 
 ger to the men in the forts. It is true that Boone did not have 
 much of this assistance ; Boonesborough was too far in the van 
 of the army of pioneers. Still, the difference in the stability of 
 character remains ; but however unknown to graver history may 
 be the names of the Wetzels, the traditions respecting them wili 
 long linger around the places that they have defended from the 
 incursions of the Indians. 
 
 THE POES. 
 
 Whether it is due to the character of the settlers, whether we 
 possess larger stores of information regarding them, or whether 
 the Indians made a more determined stand there than any- 
 where else, the State of Kentucky and its near neighbors seem tc 
 possess more traditions of border adventure than any others. 
 Perhaps that sectional pride which in New England has pre 
 served, and, it is hinted, multiplied the relics of the Mayflower, 
 and which in Yirginia delights in the magic letters " P. F. V.,'' 
 here preserves the stories of adventure — we cannot tell. The 
 fact remains, be the explanation what it may, that this re- 
 gion would seem to well deserve its name of " The Dark and 
 Bloody Ground.'' 
 
 Among the heroes of the border whose names are associated 
 with the same time and place that knew the Wetzels, were two 
 
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 THE P0E8. 
 
 brothers, Adam and Andrew Toe. The adventure of the latter 
 with "^wo Indians is a story often told, but which will bear one 
 more repetition. In the spring of 1781, the Indians had made 
 several raids upon the white settlements in what is now Wash- 
 ington County, Penns^ ^'vania, but was then a part of Virginia. 
 This was the home of botn ;.he Poes, and of many a brave bor- 
 derer besides, and none were inclined to tolerate these inroads. 
 A woman and a child had been murdered, an old man carried 
 off as a prisoner, and excited by such outrages, it was not many 
 hours before the whole settlement was ready to pursue the sav^ 
 ages. Twelve men on horseback set out to follow the trail, but 
 were soon compelled to dismount. Andy's experienced eye de- 
 tected that the Indians were not far off, and bcggec' his compan- 
 ions to be quiet, so that the savages would not be provoked into 
 killing their prisoner. His request was disregarded, and he left 
 the company, going directly to the bank of the river. He had 
 not gone far before he saw the Indian canoes at the water's edge, 
 and not seeing any Indians, went cautiously down the bank, with 
 his rifle cocked. When about half-way down, he saw two Wyan- 
 dots, standing below within a few feet, looking in the direction 
 of the party that he had left. One was gigantic in size; far larger 
 than Poe, who was remarkable for his stature and strength; the 
 other was small; both were fully armed, and had their guns 
 cocked. Eetreat was impossible, and, hastily deciding that he 
 would kill the big Indian and take the little one a prisoner, Poe 
 took aim. His gun missed fire. Thus betrayed to the savages, 
 he concealed his exact position by hiding in the thick bushes for 
 a moment, until the larger party overtook five other Indians, 
 who, with the prisoner, were farther down the stream. Creeping 
 to the very edge of the bank, he again pointed his rifle at the big 
 Indian, but for a second time it failed him. Dropping the rifle, 
 he sprang upon them. They had wheeled around when his gun 
 snapped, but had not had time even to raise their rifles before 
 the struggle commenced. Catching each around the neck, and 
 throwing his weight suddenly upon the larger of the two, Big- 
 foot, he drew both to the ground with him. 
 
 As Ihey fell, in their surprise both Indians dropped their guns, 
 and their other arms, fortunately for Poe, were all on the canoes. 
 Andrew had only his scalping-knife, but it was hwd to reaoh in 
 his present position. Bigfoot lay flat on his back upon the ground ; 
 Poe had fallen with his left side upon him ; while slightly h& 
 
THE POE8. 
 
 hind tno white man, to his right, was the little Indian ; each oi 
 the three struggling for dear life. Poe made several efforts to 
 get at his knife, in order to despatch the warrior under him., 
 but Bigfoot, catching his hand, held it in an iron grasp, talking* 
 all the while, in his own language, to his comrade. Suddenly 
 his grasp was relaxed, and the knife, coming out of the scab- 
 bard with unexpected ease, flew out of Andrew's hand. At the 
 same time, the little Indian jerked his head from under his cap- 
 tor's arm, and sprang to the canoes. Bigfoot, thus left alone 
 with his enemy, threw his long arms about him and held him 
 tight until the return of the little Indian with a tomahawk. The 
 savage took aim, but just as the tomahawk was about to leave his 
 hand, a well directed kick from Poe upon his wrist sent the mis- 
 sile flying into the river. A furious yell expressed Bigfoot's an- 
 ger at the little Indian, who had thus allowed himself to be de- 
 feated, and who now returned to the canoes for another weapon. 
 
 The second effort bade fair to be more successful. Approach- 
 ing the prostrate, struggling men, the little Indian engaged in a 
 series of feints, intended to divert Poe's attention from his real 
 object. Poe was on the alert, however, and saw through his 
 maneuvers. At last the real blow was struck, aimed at his head; 
 but throwing up his arm, he received the blow upon his right 
 wrist; the tomahawk, glancing off, flew over his head. The little 
 Indian regained his weapon, and was advancing the third time to 
 the attack, when Poe, wrenching himself from Bigfoot's grasp by 
 a powerful effort, caught hold of a gun and shot him. The more 
 powerful antagonist now remained to be disposed of, nor was this 
 an easy task to the wounded white man. Bigfoot had regained 
 his feet as soon as Poe, and the little Indian's body had not fallen 
 before he caught Andrew by a shoulder and a leg to throw him 
 into the river. Poe was on his guard against such an attempt, 
 and grasped the Indian's neck so tightly, just as he was in the 
 act of throwing, that both went together into the water. Here, 
 each had the same object in view — to drown the other ; and the 
 struggle v; as long and fierce. Carried out farther and farther 
 into the stream, now one, now the other had been uppermost, 
 holding his antagonist under the water, until they were full thirty 
 yards from, the shore. At last Poe seized the tuft of hair on the 
 crown of the Indian's head, and kept him under water until he 
 thought he was dead. Exhausted with the loss of blood from 
 his wound, ^and with the long strugfirle, he released his hold and 
 
THE P028. 
 
 85 
 
 swam with his left arm toward shore. But Bigfoot had been 
 
 playing possum/^ and now, escaped from AndreTv\s grasp, made 
 for dry land. It was a race to see which should first gain posses- 
 sion of the one loaded rifle which lay upon the bank. Poe, dis- 
 abled by his wound, could swim but slowly, and Bigfoot gained 
 the coveted prize. But the gun was uncocked, and in attempt- 
 ing to cock it in haste, he injured the lock. The other was un- 
 loaded, as its contents had killed the little Indian, 
 
 Adam Poe, having heard the discharge of the rifle which An 
 drew had fired, now came to the assistance of his brother; his gun 
 however, was unloaded, ias he had fired at one of the other party 
 of Indians. The victory now belonged to the one who could first 
 load. Luckily for the brothers, the Indian drew the ramrod too 
 hastily from the thimbles of the stock, and it fell a short distance 
 from him. He quickly regained it, but too late ; the momentary 
 delay was fatal to him, in giving his enemy the slight advantage 
 he desired. Adam took deadly aim and shot him dead. 
 
 Immediately Adam jumped into the river to help his brother, 
 who was almost fainting, to shore. But if the flesh was weak, 
 the spirit was still strong. 
 
 ^^Let me alone,'' cried Andrew; "Fll get out. Get his scalp 
 before he rolls into the river.'^ 
 
 But his brother's life was an object of more interest to Adam 
 than any scalp he could take, and despite Andrew's protests, the 
 dying Indian, jealous of his honor even in the agonies of death, 
 was allowed to reach the river and get into the current. His 
 body was carried off, and his scalp, that pride and ornament of 
 the warrior, never fell into the hands of his enemies. 
 
 "While this desperate contest was going on, the main body of 
 tho whites had overtaken the Indian party, recaptured the pris- 
 oner, and with the loss of one of their number, slain all but one 
 of their enemies. Attracted by the sounds of the Poes' fi-ght, 
 they came to the tardy relief of the brothers; but, mistaking 
 Andrew, who was still in the water, for a wounded Indian, one 
 of them fired and hurt him severely in the shoulder. He re- 
 covered from his injuries, however, and lived for many j^ears ; 
 telling over and over, in his old age, the story of this desperate 
 encounter. 
 
 Bigfoot and his four brothers, all killed in this fight, were wg^r- 
 riors of high repute among the Wyandots, and their death wus a 
 severe loss to the tribe. Despite their well known lenity to the 
 
:vhites. v ^ ivo this iiijnry. 
 
 di war^ ior was despatched to avenge his kinsmen, but returned 
 fv^ithou^ executing his purpose. 
 
 MAJOR SAM MCCULLOCH. 
 
 But 1 hese were not the only heroes of the time, nor the only 
 ^expioit^. Selecting from a mass of interesting traditions those 
 most striking, we find the scene is laid at a rude frontier fort 
 near heeling. The capital of West Yirginia was then a little 
 village^ containing not more than twenty-five rude log huts, and 
 Port Henry, a quarter of a mile away, was its defense. In its 
 early days it was invested by a force of Indians, four hundred 
 strong. The terrified settlers fled to the fort, there to defend 
 themselves and their families. Of the forty-two men, twenty-six 
 had fallen before the siege was well begun, and help was neces- 
 sary. Messengers had safely reached the neighboring settlements, 
 and one little party of fifteen fought its way into the fort with- 
 out the loss of a man. But now they descry a throng of horse- 
 men approaching, numbering more than their whole force — it is 
 Major McCulloch, the famous ranger, with forty followers. The 
 Indians are thick around the band, but before them are the gates 
 of the fort, opened to receive them, and they fight desperatelj^. 
 More than one Indian warrior bites the dust before them, and at 
 last they dash triumphantly into the fort. 
 
 But one, the commander himself, has been cut ofi*; a hundred 
 Indians are between McCulloch and the station ; a host who know 
 so well the injuries which his daring courage has before inflicted 
 upon their race, that they are determined to take him alive, and 
 inflict the most exquisite tortures they can devise upon their en- 
 emy. He finds it useless to try to gain the walls of the fort, and 
 knowing that his life depends upon the speed of his horse, rides 
 away, pursued in hot haste. Before him, beside him, behind him, 
 throng an innumerable host of red-skins; on one side only there 
 are none — it is the brink of a precipice, one hundred and fifty feet 
 above the river. A moment he halts j the Indians have not fired 
 a shot, and he knows, only too well, what that means ; choosing 
 to be dashed to pieces on the rocky banks of Wheeling Creek, 
 rather than to undergo the tortures which await him, he drives 
 his spurs into his horse, and the noble animal, as though appre- 
 ciating the alternative, leaps into the yawning gulf. Down, down, 
 one-half the distance, before the echoes of the triumphant shouts 
 
JOE LOGSTON. 
 
 87 
 
 >f the Indians diod away ; and the horse's hoofs at last strike tho 
 smooth face of the rock, and, sliding and scrambling, steed and 
 rider roll into the stream below. Only his own shout of triumph 
 flow breaks the stillness as he recovers himself and reaches the 
 farther shore, for the savages stand awe-struck at the heroic dar- 
 ing of the man who has escaped them. Returning to the siege, 
 they found that Major McCulloch was not the only brave white 
 
 Mcculloch's ljeap. 
 
 man alive, for the fort was so obstinately defended that they 
 were soon forced to retreat from a bootless attack. 
 
 A SLIPPERY ANTAGONIST, 
 
 Of all the mountaineers of early Kentucky, Big Joe Logs- 
 ton'^ was one of the largest and strongest, if indeed he did not 
 stand first in these respects. Eaised among the AUeghenies, he 
 found, like many another pioneer, that he had not elbow-room, 
 with neighbors only five or six miles away ; and when tiiey came 
 even nearer than that, he picked up his few rude belongings 
 and sought the banks of Barren Eiver, where only the roving 
 Indians would be his neighbors. Of these, however, he had no 
 fear ; indeed, he had none in his heart for any ©reated being. 
 
88 
 
 JOE LOGSTON. 
 
 He had not been there long, before the Cherokees began their 
 inroads upon the settlements. Warning was given that the sav- 
 ages would soon be upon them, and much against his will, Joe 
 was persuaded to take shelter within a stockade. Not for his own 
 safety; he knew he was abundantly able to take care of himself; 
 but every man helped to strengthen the garrison. Bat he soon 
 regretted his self-sacrifice. Being shut up within a high fence, 
 waiting for Indians who would not come, was by no means to 
 his taste, and he tried to persuade some of his companions to 
 sally forth with him in search of adventure. Failing in this, he 
 urged that they ought to go out to look after their cattle, which 
 had been abandoned when they fled to the stockade; but every 
 argument was in vain ; they would not leave their shelter. 
 
 If they were determined to stay, Joe was equally determined 
 to go, and disgusted at their love of safety, he mounted his good 
 steed and went forth alone. The cattle were not to be found, for 
 the Indians were not likely to let such a prize slip out of their 
 fingers. The sun had already long passed the meridian, and was 
 luw in the western sky. His search for cattle and adventure 
 must be concluded, for he must reach the stockade before night- 
 fall. Over his path hung a wild grapevine, heavily loaded ; and 
 tempted by the luscious fruit, he stopped to gather a quantity. 
 Every bunch within reach was secured, for it would be an eager- 
 ly welcomed addition to the fare at the fort. His rifle lay across 
 the pommel of his saddle, as he rode carelessly along, refreshing 
 himself with the grapes. 
 
 Suddenly two rifle shots were heard, almost at the same mo- 
 ment; and as the horse fell dead beneath him, Joe felt a sting- 
 ing across his chest. Leaping at once to his feet, he caught up 
 his rifle, ready to defend himself. Flight might have saved him, 
 for he had the reputation of being the swiftest man in that part of 
 the country; but he disdained to save himself by his heels while 
 his rifle remained to him. Hardly had he regained his feet when 
 a large, athletic Indian leaped out from the wooded shelter, di- 
 rectly towards him. Aiming hastily at the advancing foe. Logs- 
 ton was about to pull the trigger, when the wily savage, seeing 
 that he was discovered, jumped behind a sapling. This was 
 not large enough to shelter him, however, and the nearest tree 
 was of similar girth. The Indian could only dance back and 
 forth between the two, to unsteady the Kentuckian's eye, until 
 help should come from another direction. 
 
JOE LOGSTON. 
 
 89 
 
 Keeping his eye upon the redskin dancing for dear life, Joe 
 looked cautiously about him for another enemy; for he under- 
 stood why the giant savage kept in motion. He soon descried a 
 second, partially sheltered behind another slender tree, on the 
 other side of the woodland path. This newly discovered foe was 
 evidently reloading, for a second shot at the white man. As he 
 rammed home his ball, he exposed one hip; Logston instantly 
 turned his rifle from the big savage, and fired. 
 
 As he fell to the earth, his comrade uttered a wild and pierc- 
 ing yell, and rushed with uplifted tomahawk upon the white 
 man. The theatre of war was a natural opening in the forest, 
 about forty feet in diameter. Nearly in the center stood Logston. 
 He had not had time to reload, and could not now give his at- 
 tention to it; the remaining enemy's every movement must be 
 watched. When the savage was within fifteen feet of the white 
 man, he cast his tomahawk with terrific force; but Joe had not 
 watched him so narrowly for nothing. Springing lightly aside 
 at the very moment the hatchet left the Indian\s hand, he escap- 
 ed the blow; and the tomahawk buried itsdf in the earth, be- 
 yond the reach of either antagonist. 
 
 Hoping to gain a shelter where he would beable to reload, the 
 Indian turned and fled to a clump of bushes beyond the edge of 
 the clearing; after him ran his fleet-footed enemy, with rifle 
 ready clubbed for the blow. But the redskin had too great a 
 start in so short a race, and was in the bushes before the while 
 man caught him. Hither and thither he flew, now standing erect 
 a moment, then dodging a blow which must have been fatal; 
 now crouching low, out of Logston's reach, then darting to an- 
 other part of the thicket; while all the time the twigs and 
 branches bent and rattled beneath the rifle. At last came Joe's 
 golden opportunity. Gathering all his immense strength forthe 
 final blow, he raised his weapon. It descended with fearful force 
 — not on the Indian^s shaven head and ornamented scalp-lock, as 
 he had promised himself, but upon the tree near which the In- 
 dian had been for an instant. The rifle was broken off close by 
 the barrel, and even the remaining piece flew from his hand, 
 which was almost intolerably stung by the force with which he 
 had dealt the blow. 
 
 They were now more equally matched, for if Joe was heavy 
 and strong, the Indian was lithe and active as a panther; and 
 they both were without weapons, except those with which na- 
 
90 
 
 JOE LOGSTON. 
 
 ture had provided tbem. The savage, who was so encumbered 
 by the brush about him that he could hardly escape by flight, 
 and who, besides, desired to avenge his comrade, sprang upon 
 Logston, yelling like a devil just let loose. The ball fired at the 
 very beginning of the fight had ploughed its way across the 
 whole expanse of Joe's broad chest, and the blood, streaming 
 freely from the wound, had crimsoned the whole front of hig» 
 buckskin hunting-shirt. The Indian, perceiving this, promised 
 himself an easy victory, as his antagonist must soon be weakened 
 by the loss of so much blood. 
 
 The giant enemies grappled, but each found that vict<>ry would 
 be less easy to gain than he had thought. Logston's strength 
 and endurance disappointed the savage; while the white man 
 found his opponent as hard to hold as ever was an eel or a 
 greased pig. His supple body, naked from the waist up, and but 
 scantily clothed below, had been thoroughly anointed with 
 bear's-grease; and he readily slipped away whenever the white 
 man made an effort to throw him. 
 
 For so. time they wrestled thus, the Indian coming up ^*fresh 
 and smiling'^ at the end of every round. Joe found that he must 
 soon put an end to this, or he would be breathless. An instant 
 the two foes stood glaring at each other; then, as if at a pre-ar- 
 ranged signal, bv, ti sprang forward at once. Again they grap- 
 pled, but this time Logston made no attempt to hold his slippery 
 antagonist down. Jumping back a foot or so, he allowed the 
 breathless savage to regain his feet. As he staggered forward, 
 not yet having fully recovered his balance, Logston dealt him a 
 tremendous blow full between the eyes. The savage again fell 
 sprawling, but not yet ready to give up the contest, sprang to his 
 feet, only to find his enemy's fist again in close proximity to his 
 face. After many such bouts, the Kentuckian dealt him a blow 
 on the side of the head which completely laid him out." 
 
 Springing upon the prostrate body of the insensible savage, 
 one knee planted on the dusky breast, Logston gripped his ene- 
 my's throat as with a hand of iron. A little while, and the end 
 would have come to the conflict. 
 
 But the Indian was tougher than he had thought; he had re- 
 gained consciousness when Logston first sprang upon him. The 
 white man was wholly unarmed, but, swung to the red man's belt, 
 was a knife in a close-fitting sheath. So tight a fit was it, indeed, 
 and so long the sheath, that he must get it out by gently pushing 
 
JOE L0G8T0N. 
 
 91 
 
 at the point. At this he was nov working; but it must be done 
 so slowly and quietly as not to attract his foe's attention. 
 
 Vain hope, Cherokee! The pale-faced giant above you has felt 
 the slight quivering of your body as you move your arm, and has 
 looked down to see the cause. He makes no movement until the 
 handle of the knife protrudes from the deep sheath ; then, with 
 lightning-like rapidity he dashes away the dusky hand that would 
 have grasped the weapon, seizes it himself, and plunges it deep 
 into the heart of his prostrate foe. 
 
 AN INDIAN'S FIRST INTRODUCTION TO THE MANLY ART. 
 
 Meanwhile, what had become of the other Indian? Had his 
 vvounds proved fatal, or had he taken himself off to secure assis- 
 tance? This was a question which demanded an immediate answer, 
 and Joe lost no time in trying to find out. He found him desper- 
 ately hurt, but not so near death but what he still thought of re- 
 venge. His back had been broken by the ball, but, propping 
 himself up against a tree-trunk, he would try to raise the gun 
 loaded at such a fearful cost to himself; but the effort would bo 
 too much, and he would again fall forward. 
 
 Perceiving that there was nothing to be feared from him,Log- 
 ston left him and proceeded to the fort, which he was anxious to 
 
JOE LOGSTON. 
 
 reach before dark, as he was without arms, and there was no tell- 
 ing how many Indians might be prowling about the woods. 
 Making the best of his way thither, without horse, hat or gun, 
 as he was, and covered from head to foot with blood and dirt, he 
 was received with wonder, sympathy and admiration. 
 
 The next day a party was made up to visit the scene of the 
 combat, with a view, doubtless, to securing the scalps of the two 
 Indians; for the white men, as we have already seen, had adopt- 
 ed this barbarous practice of mutilating their dead enemies. 
 Then, too, Logston's story was so wonderful that they wanted 
 some proof. Arrived at the clearing, the body of the dead horse 
 was the only visible sign of the combat that had taken place; 
 but a diligent search revealed a trail, along which something 
 had been dragged. Following this up, they came upon the body 
 of the big Indian, lying beside a log, and nearly covered with 
 dead leaves. Near him his knife had been driven into the ground, 
 and stamped down by a naked heel. A hundred yards farther 
 on, they found the body of the Indian whose back had been 
 broken, his own knife driven in his breast to the hilt. He had, 
 with almost incredible exertion, considering his condition, bu- 
 ried his fallen friend as well as his strength would permit, and 
 then, finding his sufferings no longer supportable, crawled away 
 to end them by death. 
 
 But, fortunate Indian fighter as he had shown himself. Big Joe 
 Logston was not destined to fall in combat with the red man. 
 Peace was declared soon after this, and for several years there 
 were no Indian depredations in that part of the country. In- 
 stead, white marauders infested the region, and it was in a fight 
 with these that Logston was killed, four or five years after the 
 fight with his slippery antagonist. 
 
CHAPTER IV, 
 
 THE CEAWFOED EXPEDITION. 
 
 THE conversion of the Indians to Christianity had long been 
 a favorite missionary project when, in 1752, a Pennsylvanian 
 society was established for that purpose by the Moravians. The 
 work prospered, and in less than thirty years there were three 
 co4onies of converted Delawares located on the banks of the 
 Muskingum at Guadenhutten, Salem and Shoenbrun. During the 
 many wars which had taken place since the beginning of the 
 movement, these Christian Indians had never faltered in their 
 love of peace ; and they had frequently given information of the 
 movements planned by hostile tribes, thus enabling the whites 
 to prepare for defense. They aimed to be neutral in the strife 
 then raging on the borders, but this course excited the suspicion 
 of both parties. The warlike red men, preparing for a foray, 
 would stop at the Moravian settlements and help themselves to 
 food, ammunition and whatever else they needed. The peaceful 
 Delawares were powerless to prevent this, but the whites re- 
 garded them as willing agents. Thus they were literally be- 
 tween two fires. 
 
 At last the whites resolved that this was unbearable, and in 
 the fall of 1781 upwards of three hundred Delaware warriors 
 were taken to Detroit and kept prisoners all the winter. They 
 had hardly been released early in the spring, when a series of out- 
 rages began. So hard had been the winter and so distant were 
 the towns of the hostile Indians that the settlers were convinced 
 of the guilt of the Moravians. An expedition against them set 
 out in March, 1872, and by treachery as great as any Indian's, 
 succeeded in slaughtering ninety-six men, women and children. 
 The success of this force led to the formation of a larger one, 
 which was first to destroy the Moravian Indians, and then pro- 
 ceed against their near neignbors, the more warlike and hostile 
 Wyandots. 
 
94 
 
 THE CRAWPORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 Tho commandants of the militia of Washington and Westmore 
 land Counties, Pennsylvania, made every effort to induce the 
 settlers to join this expedition, and nearly five hundred men as- 
 sembled at the Old Mingo towns towards the end of May, each 
 armed, mounted and provided with rations for a month. Among 
 the voir' ers was Col. William Crawfoid, a Virginian who had 
 ser^^ ith some distinction in the Revolution, the friend of 
 Wa&.iington from boyhood, and intimately associated with hirr 
 in early and later manhood. Though opposed to some of the ob- 
 jects of the campaign, he had been persuaded to accompany it, 
 and his son, son-in-law and two nephews were also of the par '^v. 
 When the election for officers took place. Col. Crawford wa^. 
 made the commander of the entire force. 
 
 Setting out from the rendezvous. May 25th, and pursuing the 
 same trail followed by the smaller force of March, the troops 
 reached the Moravian towns only to find them deserted. At the 
 instance of the more vvarlike Delawares, their peaceful brethren 
 had moved to Scioto, and were safe from at least one enemy, un- 
 der the protection of the other. 
 
 Thus foiled, the troops were undecided what course should be 
 taken. A council of war was called, and it was resolved to keep 
 on the path they were then pursuing, but to turn back the next 
 Jay if no Indians should have been found. Hardly had this de- 
 termination been announced by the officers, when a message was 
 received from a detachment that had been sent forward to recon- 
 noiter. A large body of Indians was approaching them rapidly, 
 and was now but three miles away. For the first time the whites 
 realized that every movement had been watched and understood 
 by the savages, who were now prepared to resent this invasion 
 of their territory. 
 
 The news was received with joy by the troops, and hastily 
 they prepared for battle. Moving rapidly forward, they soon 
 met the reconnoitering party coming in, and it was but a littl 
 while longer before they came in sight of the enemy. The plaii 
 that stretched before them was a natural battle-field, its smooth 
 and grassy surface unbroken by hill or ravine, almost the only 
 shelter a small grove nearly in the midst. This the Indians were 
 trying to gain, and indeed a small party of them had done so, 
 when the whites came up. Knowirg how great would be the ad- 
 vantage of this shelter, the whites opened a heavy fire upon the 
 Indians who were still exposed; and although those who had 
 
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 96 
 
 gained the woods annoyed them very much, the troops succeed- 
 ed in their purpose. But the savages, thus protected, were too 
 dangerous an enemy to leave alone ; and a detachment of troops 
 were dismounted and ordered to dislodge them. Dashing forward 
 upon the woods, there was a short, fierce encounter; then the 
 redskins, seeing the determination with which their enemies 
 fought, wisely retreated to the main body of Indians. 
 
 The fight lasted the remainder of the day, and was hotly con 
 tested by both sides ; but no special instance of valor has been 
 handed down to us. Night fell, and the two armies rested on 
 their arms, waiting for daylight to continue the battle. Fearful 
 of being surprised by a night attack, both camps had been sur- 
 rounded by a line of large fires, and the men lay some distance 
 within this outer circle. All night long, reinforcements poured 
 into the Indian camp ; and, when morning came, their force, 
 which had been far superior to the whites when the fight began, 
 had been more than doubled. This was perceived by the whites, 
 and in a council of w^ar held on the morning after the fight (June 
 6th) it was decided to retreat to the settlements. This was of 
 course impossible in open day, in the face of a superior force, so 
 they determined to put their plan into operation as soon as nighl 
 should enable them to do so. 
 
 The bodies of the dead were buried, and fires kindled ovei 
 their graves, that the Indians might not suspect these spots as 
 the last resting-places of their enemies. Litters where made for 
 the wounded, and the army drawn up in order for the retreat. 
 Hither and thither the Indians had been seen riding over the 
 plain during the day, as if to tempt the whites from their camp. 
 Not until the line of march was formed did they seem to have 
 any idea of what was being done. Hastily they decided upon 
 their course, and began to block the passes. When the troops 
 were ready to move, only one path was available — that leading 
 to Sandusky. Along this route they marched as rapidly as pos- 
 sible, the savages pursuing in hot haste. About a mile from the 
 battle-field the whites left this trail, and turning suddenly to the 
 left, regained that which they had followed when in search of 
 the Indians, hoping to reach Fort Mcintosh. Supposing that the 
 main body would be hotly pursued, and at last destroyed, many 
 small parties struck off in different directions, hoping to reach 
 their homes in safety. The Indians had anticipated this, and 
 leaving the main body to itself, pursued the detaohments. With 
 
THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 the single exception of Capt. Williamson's company, forty men 
 strong, these all met the fate which they strove to avoid ; and 
 these only escaped by rejoining the main force. 
 
 They had not gone far when Col. Crawford missed those mem« 
 bers of his family who had accompanied the expedition, and, in 
 the effort to find them, allowed the whole army to pass him. 
 From this time forward, we leave the main body to escape to 
 Fort Mcintosh without further loss, and follow the fortunes of 
 the commander and his immediate companions. Failing to find 
 the young men, he, in company with Dr. Knight and two others, 
 resolved to cut across the country lo the same point for which 
 the others were aiming ; hoping that a shorter path would en- 
 able them to reach it in safetyo Many, others entertained similar 
 hopes, and they met two small parties each of two men. One of 
 these, Lieut. Ashly, had been so severely wounded that he could 
 not, unassisted, sit his horse ; and his friend, Capt. Biggs, was de- 
 laying his own retreat to assist him. The old chroniclers barely 
 mention this fact, without enlarging upon the generosity and 
 self-sacrifice; perhaps the sequel of the story shows better than 
 words of praise how noble was the action of this soldier of the 
 border. 
 
 With horses almost exhausted by the hard service, they toiled 
 onward until late at night, when, in the midst of a driving rain, 
 they halted for a few hour's rest. The bark which they stripped 
 from the trees formed their only shelter, nor dared they kindle 
 a fire to cook their food ; but they were not exposed to the fury 
 of the storm, and the short rest enabled them to proceed with 
 new energy at dawn. Col. Crawford and Dr. Knight formed the 
 advance, about a hundred yards in front, and on foot, as their 
 horses were quite unfit for further service ; Capt. Biggs and Lieut. 
 Ashly came next, and in the rear came the others, now number- 
 ing but two. 
 
 They had gone barely two miles, when from the brush sprang 
 a party of Delawares, hideous in war-paint. Seizing Col. Craw- 
 ford and Dr. Knight, they carried their prisoners to a camp near 
 by, whence they were taken to the old Wyandot town. Before 
 leaving the encampment, however, another party of Indians 
 brought in two scalps, which the captives recognized as those of 
 .Capt. Biggs and the friend whom he had tried to save. 
 
 Col. Crawford and Dr. Knight were p? anted black, an ominous 
 sign to those versed in Indian customs ; and preceded by nine 
 
THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 9V 
 
 Other j)risoners, were inarched oif to the new town, escorted by 
 Captain Pipe and Wingenum, two of the principal chiefs of the 
 De\awares. One after another the nine were tomahawked and 
 scalped, their mangled bodies left bleeding by the wayside, that 
 the two survivers might see them. They were in momentary ex- 
 pectation of sharing this fate when they met Simon Girty and 
 several Indians, the whole party being mounted. 
 
 We turn aside a moment to note the former history of the 
 " white savage/' whose earnest but useless endeavor to save an 
 old comrade-in-arms we have already described. Simon Girty the 
 elder, a wretch notorious for his drunkenness and brutality, was 
 killed in 1756, in a quarrel with a pot-companion, his son of the 
 same name being then fourteen. The same year his wife was 
 killed by the Senecas, and the two boys, Simon and James, car- 
 ried off into captivity. Given up by this tribe in accordance with 
 the treaty which closed the war,iie escaped and returned to the 
 wild life of his adopted people, but was again compelled to leave 
 them. During Dunmore^s War, he was a spy and scout in the 
 service of the colony, he and Simon Kenton, then called Butler, 
 being constant companions. Afterward acting as Indian agent 
 and interpreter, he became acquainted with Col. Crawford and 
 his family. Aspiring to the hand of Miss Crawford, his suit was 
 rejected, and it was not until 1788 that he found a wife in a cap- 
 tive taken by the Shawnees from Detroit. 
 
 When the Eevolution began, Girty was an officer of militia, 
 stationed at Fort Pitt, but in 1778, for some unknown reason, de- 
 serted to the British; tradition tells of a beating from a superior 
 when the scout demanded his pay, long overdue, during Dun- 
 morels War ; and of a junior in the Continental Army being pre- 
 ferred for promotion. The latter looks the more probable, being 
 nearer the time ; but whatever the reason, the fact remains that 
 he joined the British, then passed to their allies, the Indians. We 
 have seen him leading them in the attack upon Bryant's Station ; 
 we shall now see what influence he possessed over their evil pas- 
 sions. 
 
 The two prisoners, with this added guard, were conducted to 
 Sandusky. On the route, Girty avoided any private talk with 
 Col. Crawford, but when they had arrived at their destination 
 the officer requested an interview. He was conducted to the 
 renegade's cabin by a guard of savages, and the conference began. 
 Girty assured Col. Crawford in the warmest terms of his friend* 
 
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 THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 ship, lamenting that Captain Pipe and other leading men of the 
 tribe should be so greatly enraged at the commander of the 
 troops, but adding a promise to save him if possible. The cap- 
 tive was led back to his companion, and the treacherous white 
 savage sought out his Indian brethren, only to paint in the 
 blackest colors the character of the man whom he had promised 
 to save. Thus were avenged ^'the pangs of misprized love." 
 
 Girty might have saved the captives, had he pled for them as 
 he once pled for Kenton ; but now they were, at his instigation, 
 doomed to death. Stripped naked, severely beaten with every 
 weapon that warriors or squaws could lay their hands on, Col. 
 
 THE DEATH TORTURES OF COL. WILLIAM CRAWFORD. 
 
 Crawford was made to sit down near a post, which had just been 
 set in the ground. His hands were securely bound behind his 
 back, and he was tied to the post by a rope just long enough to 
 allow him to walk twice around the post, when he must unwind 
 the rope by retracing his steps. ^Around him in a circle which 
 he could not reach, were heaped brush, poles and every sort of 
 inflammable stuif. Girty sat on his horse a short distance ofl*, 
 watching the proceedings. 
 
 Girty,'' called the victim to him, ^' is it possible that I have 
 
THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITIONc 
 
 9U 
 
 been spared the tomahawk and scalping knife, only to be burn 
 ed alive 
 
 **Yes, Colonel," replied the fiend, coolly; " you mustbe burned/^ 
 I will endeavor to bear it patiently,'' returned the soldier." 
 The circle of brush was soon in a blaze, but the wretched suf- 
 ferer could not end his life by throwing himself into the flames. 
 Terrible as such a death is, it was better than the tortures which 
 now awaited him. The warriors, filling their guns with loose 
 powder, fired upon him, the burning powder scorching and 
 searing the skin off his whole body; then, catching up the burn- 
 ing poles, they prodded him with the blazing ends; while the 
 squaws, as devilish in their cruelty as their lords and masters, 
 cast the embers and coals into the circle beneath his feet. Mean- 
 while Captain Pipe" continued to address them in the Indian 
 language, unintelligible to the victim and to Dr. Knight, an en. 
 forced spectator. Yells and whoops answered him, as the sav- 
 ages redoubled their efforts. 
 
 Maddened by the torture, yet uttering no groan or word of 
 complaint, the wretched victim of these fiends paced ceaselessly 
 about the stake to which he was secured. Only once he paused, 
 and then to appeal to the inhuman wretch of his own people, who 
 sat enjoying the horrible spectacle. He had then endured it for 
 full three hours. 
 
 Girty, Girty, shoot me through the heart ! Do not refuse me! 
 Quick, quick !" 
 
 Why, Colonel, don't you see I have no gun?" answered the 
 monster, as with a loud and mocking laugh he turned away for 
 a moment. 
 
 Faint and exhausted the sufferer commended his soul to God, 
 and lying down upon his face prayed for a speedy release. 
 Dashing aside the coals where he lay, a warrior secured his 
 scalp ; a squaw then heaped the coals upon his back and head. 
 Aroused from half unconsciousness by the new pain, he got up 
 and staggerd onward in that seemingly endless round. The war- 
 rior who had scalped him held the bloody trophy on high for the 
 admiration of his brethren, then dashed it in the face of Dr. 
 Knight. 
 
 We'll keep you until we get to Shawneetown," said Girty to 
 the captive, and then you will have to undergo the same treat- 
 ment as the colonel." 
 Unheeding the prodding of the burning poles, and the showers 
 
THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 of coals that fell upon his bare skull, the victim kept his walk 
 for half an hour; then, at last, nature was merciful, and ho sank 
 at the foot of the stake. Ho had borne as much as man could 
 bear, and they heaped the coals upon his senseless form. In 
 a little while this most fiendish deed ever recorded of men 
 was complete, and the body of the brave soldier a handful of 
 ashes. 
 
 Shawneetown was about forty miles from the scene of Col. 
 Crawford's torture, and Dr.*Knight, securely pinioned, was placed 
 in charge of a single young warrior, to be conveyed thither. His 
 slight, almost feminine build, and worn-out condition, led them to 
 think this a sufficient escort ; besides, he was in the very midst 
 of the Indian country, and under no circumstances could he make 
 good his escape. The first day the two traveled about twenty- 
 five miles, the warrior expecting to reach Shawneetown about 
 the middle of the next afternoon. It may well be believed that 
 the captive did not close his eyes that night, so anxiously did he 
 watch for an opportunity to escape ; but the guard was equally 
 watcliful, and when morning came he was still a prisoner. The 
 warrior might endure hunger and cold and loss of sleep, he 
 would not have groaned if exposed to the same tortures so re- 
 cently inflicted upon the white man, but the sting of the swarms 
 of gnats had become intolerable. Kindling a fire about dawn, 
 he untied his prisoner and set him at a similar task, trusting 
 that the smoke would drive away the troublesome insects. 
 Obediently taking a coal between two sticks. Dr. Knight started 
 to the point indicated by the savage; but suddenly turning, 
 he struck the Indian with all his force, felling him to the earth. 
 
 Instantly the doctor seized the warrior's rifle, and took aim. 
 Hardly had the savage struck the ground when he sprang to his 
 feet, b"t seeing that his late prisoner had the rifle, ran ofl*, 
 
 making night hideous'' with his yells. Fortunately for the fugi- 
 tive, the white man in his nervous haste had drawn back the 
 cock so violently as to break the mainspring, thus rendering the 
 gun useless. But the Indian had not waited to see the condition 
 of the rifle, and the recent captive was free to continue his jour- 
 ney. A toilsome trip it was for the man so weak and enfeebled ; 
 twenty-one days passed before he reached Port Mcintosh, and 
 during that time^he subsisted on such food as could be obtained 
 in the w^ilderness without a gun — ^wild gooseberries, young net- 
 tles, a raw terrapin, two young birds. Meagre, emaciated and al- t 
 
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THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 101 
 
 most starved, he at last reached his destinatioD, with the story of 
 the dreadful fate of the commander. 
 
 Of the five hundred men who set out on this expedition, more 
 than a hundred perished. Many of these were killed outright; 
 others fell into the hands of the Indians, only to be murdered as 
 they failed from weakness to keep up with their captors, or to 
 be reserved for torture. Of those captured, there were but two 
 escaped to tell the tale. Of these Dr. Knight was one, the other 
 being John Slover. 
 
 When but eight years old, he had been carried into captivity 
 by the Indians, and had lived with them for twelve years. He 
 had by this means become acquainted with their language, so that 
 he could by signs communicate with any of them, no matter of 
 what tribe. For the red men, though their spoken languages dif- 
 fer so much that those of one tribe can understand nothing said 
 in the language of another, can communicate anything they wish 
 by means of signs, which seem to be common to all tribes. Be- 
 sides their language, Slover had become an adept in woodcraft, 
 and had thoroughly learned the lay of the land in that section 
 of country. In consequence of this knowledge, he had been se- 
 lected as the principal guide to the expedition. When the re- 
 treat began he was for some reason delayed, and only with diffi- 
 culty overtook a small party. Attempting to cross a morass^ 
 their horses sank so deep that it was impossible to extricate 
 them; and the fugitives thought themselves lucky to get out, 
 even although they must continue their journey on foot. They 
 haa traveled more than half the distance from the battle-field to 
 Fort Pitt, having nearly reached the Tuscarawa, when they were 
 attacked by a party of savages. Of the five white men, but one 
 escaped to Wheeling ; one was killed, and the others, of whom 
 Slover was one, were taken prisoners. 
 
 Taken first to a small town of the Mingoes and Shawnees, the 
 captives were severely beaten, and then conducted to a larger 
 town, two miles away. Here they were condemned to run the 
 gauntlet, their final fate to depend upon the courage and endur- 
 ance then displayed. One of them was severely beaten, then kill- 
 ed, and his body hacked to pieces and put up on poles about the 
 town. Of the fate of the other we have no record, but when, a 
 few days later, a messenger arrived from the Governor of De- 
 troit, Slover was the only prisoner in their hapds. The message 
 ran : Provisions are scarce, and when you send in prisoners we 
 
102 
 
 THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 have them to feed, and still some of them are getting off and car* 
 rying tidings of our affairs. When any of your people are taken 
 by the rebels, they show no mercy. Why then should you? My 
 children, take no more prisoners of any sort, men, women or 
 children/' 
 
 Such was the message sent by the British authorities to their 
 Indian allies in the revolutionary war, now practically at a close, 
 though our independence had not yet been formally acknowl- 
 edged. Such counsel was only too likely to be followed, ac- 
 cording as it did with the wishes of the savages. As we have said, 
 Slover was the only captive remaining in their hands; and a 
 council was at once held to consider the manner of his death. 
 
 Horrible as had been the death scene of Crawford, it had not 
 sickened their hearts or sated their thirst for torture ; but like 
 the tiger's first taste of blood, had whetted their appetite for more 
 The one remaining captive was sentenced to undergo the same 
 torments. But they were not selfish; five miles away was an- 
 other village, and with the inhabitants of this they were willing 
 to share their pleasure. A rope was tied about Slover's neck, 
 and escorted by about forty warriors, he was led to this other 
 town. In vain, knowing the fate that awaited him, and hoping 
 ito avoid it by provoking their anger beyond control, did he 
 court an easier death. If he hung back, they drew the rope no 
 tighter ; they waited for him to come on, beating him meanwhile 
 with the pipe end of their tomahawks; if he sank by the way- 
 side, seemingly exhausted, they were equally patient, determ- 
 ined not to be cheated out of the pleasure of tormenting him. 
 
 Arrived at the town, preparations went rapidly forward. The 
 stake was driven into the ground, and willing hands arranged 
 the wood in a circle about it. The captive, beaten almost to a 
 jelly by these stranger warriors while his escort had been at- 
 tending to these necessary preparations, was bound to the stake, 
 and the fire was kindled. The morning had dawned bright and 
 clear as ever was June day, but as the day wore on the weather 
 had become more uncertain. Anxiously the Indians had watch- 
 ed the gathering clouds, fearful of rain. Hardly had their pris- 
 oner been bound to the stake when the first big drops began to 
 fall ; and the fire had not been well started when the rain came 
 down in torrents. Reprieved by Heaven, the unlucky prison- 
 er was released from the stake, only to be securely bound and 
 veil guarded during the night. 
 
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 THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 Though they could not yet burn, they could again beat him, 
 and their resentment at the weather found vent in a shower of 
 $iturdy blows. At last even they grew tired, and he was re- 
 manded to the block-house, the rope about his neck being se- 
 cured to one of the beams. Condemned to suifer the most hor- 
 rible death the next day, with no hope of deliverance from the 
 hands of his tormenters — for even had the circumstances been 
 known, what arm was strong enough to rescue him? — the un- 
 happy captive could not have closed his eyes in sleep. But even 
 if he could thus have forgotten in horrible dreams the still more 
 horrible reality, the three warriors who kept guard would not 
 have permitted it. In their broken English and their own 
 tongue they enlarged upon the pleasure they expected, and the 
 agony he must suffer. The death of Crawford was described 
 with gusto, and a repetition of every pang threatened. More 
 than this, they exerted their ingenuity and imagination to find 
 others, until eating fire and drinking boiling water became fa- 
 miliar images to his mind, tortured as his body was to be. 
 
 During the night, there arrived an Indian whose tidings were 
 not likely to make them more lenient to Slover. It was the 
 same to whom the guardianship of Dr. Knight had been en- 
 trusted, and this was the town to which his prisoner was to have 
 been conducted. 
 
 "Long-knife big — big as a chief on the shoulders of a squaw; 
 strong as two warriors. His fist big as my head, and hard as 
 the stones the water miakes smooth. Longknife did this with 
 his hand — he scratch deep/' 
 
 The warrior pointed to a gash on the side of his head, full 
 four inches long and penetrating to the bone, which Dr. Knight 
 had made with the stick when he knocked him down. The 
 red men gazed at the wound in solemn wonder that a Long- 
 knife should be so large and strong. Perhaps he had looked 
 very large to the frightened savage; fear magnifies danger; but 
 ^they were not inclined to distrust their brother's word. 
 
 The news rapidly spread over the town, losing nothing on its 
 rounds, and soon reached the blockhouse. By that time the 
 giant Longknife was about fifteen feet high, with a fist that 
 weighed a ton, and finger-nails of the best quality of razor 
 steel. 
 
 glover listened to the account, and being assured that the 
 Longknife was called Dr. Knight, lost no time in undeceiving 
 
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 105 
 
 his guards as to the courage displayed by the wounded war- 
 rior. 
 
 I know him/^ he said ; " he is a little man, no bigger than a 
 boy, no stronger than an old squaw that is left to die because 
 she is no good to work any more. The warrior of the Shaw- 
 nees is a coward to run away from such a man, and a forked- 
 tongued snake to lie about him.'^ 
 
 ' The Indians were as ready to believe this as they had been to 
 take in the story of the giant, and that poor wounded Shaw- 
 nee had a hard road to travel for some time, so unmercifully was 
 he jeered and ridiculed. 
 
 Between the pleasure of keeping their captive fully alive to 
 the tortures which he was soon to undergo, and the excitement 
 of discussing this piece of news, Slover's guards had not the 
 least difficulty in keeping awake. For hours he waited for an 
 opportunity, but they were ever watchful. At last, in that dark- 
 est hour just before dawn, weariness overpowered them, and 
 they fell asleep. This was the chance for which he had longed ; 
 but in order to take advantage of it he must be free. With 
 comparatively little trouble he loosed his hands, but the rope 
 about his neck seemed to defy every effort. Made of undressed 
 buffalo hide, it was almost as hard to manage as india-rubber, 
 find at last he resorted to another way of removing it — by gnaw- 
 ing it in twol 
 
 While thus engaged, one of the warriors awoke, and seating 
 himself near the captive began to smoke. Slover carefully kept 
 his hands in much the same position as they had been when 
 bound, and lay perfectly still — hope seemed gone. The warrior 
 smoked on, and Slover felt certain that he would not go to sleep 
 again, unless, indeed, the others should awake. In this, how- 
 ever, he was mistaken; for, much to his joy, he saw the war- 
 rior lay aside the pipe, lie down, and compose himself to slum- 
 ber once again. As soon as he was convinced that he was not 
 watched, Slover renewed his efforts; but having found that he 
 made no progress in his attempt to gnaw the hide, again tried 
 to slip it over his head. In this at last he was successful, and 
 soon he stood in the midst of his sleeping guards free from his 
 bonds. 
 
 It may well be believed that he lost no time in creeping soft- 
 ly from the house; trained by the savages themselves, he could 
 move so stealthily that not even their light slumber was dis- 
 
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 THE CRAWFORD EXPEDITION. 
 
 turbed. Making his way from the house, he leaped a fence and 
 gained a corn-field, where the young stalks would be a sufficient 
 shelter from observation in the dim, uncertain light of dawn. 
 
 A squaw, with several children, lay sleeping at the root of a 
 tree directly in his path. They were not in themselves danger- 
 ous, but they might give the alarm to others; and he turned 
 aside, making a considerable detour to the point where he knew 
 the horses must have been stationed. But another enemy, sleep- 
 ing like the others, frightened him from the animals, and it was 
 only by chance that he came upon a few, left to pasture in a giade 
 of the forest. One of these he caught, and was fortunate enough 
 to secure a piece of an old rug as well. Mounted on this ani- 
 mal, with this as his only covering, without weapons either for 
 protection or for killing game, he made his way to Wheeling, 
 his knowledge of woodcraft enabling him to reach the settle- 
 ments much sooner than a man less perfectly trained. 
 
 Such was the famous and ill-fated Crawford Expedition. 
 Looking at it with all the light which a century can throw up- 
 on the motives and actions of men concerned, we see clearly 
 how blameless were the Moravian Indians, how patiently they 
 bore undeserved sufferings, inflicted by the races contending for 
 mastery. But to the men of that day, these pretended converts 
 were only worse enemies because secret; their towns were halt- 
 tng-places for the hostile tribes, their barns were stores for 
 war parties, the ammunition they pretended to use for hunting 
 or in their own defense, found its way into muskets aimed at 
 the whites; nay, the young men of the Moravian towns, with 
 double-dyed treachery, became spies upon the movements of the 
 whites, and then led war parties against the more helpless set- 
 tlers. Thus the Crawford Expedition was directed against th^ 
 most dangerous enemy ; if they erred in judging the Moravians 
 too hastily, they met with a terrible punishment at the hands of 
 the warlike Delawares and their yet more savage allies. 
 
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 CHAPTER V. 
 
 SOME H^EOINES OF THE BOEDEE. 
 
 THE men of the border fought bravely for their homes and 
 their families. In general the women were content to 
 perform the household duties, which then included spinning 
 and weaving ; but tl dy were not unhandy with the rifle, and 
 many a fair front ierv^^aiden has brought down a deer. That was 
 before the days of woman's rights, and the weaker vessels were 
 usually content to be defended; but sometimes the strong arm 
 of the protector was still in death; sometimes he had journey- 
 ed to the forts for necessary supplies of salt and ammunition; 
 then, if the dusky foe burst upon the unprotected household, 
 ^he hardy frontier housewife became a heroine, fearless in the 
 defence of her helpless children. 
 
 MBS. DUSTIN's captivity. 
 
 The earliest settlers were comparatively safe, keeping, as they 
 generally did, near the villages of fortified houses. Occasion- 
 ally, however, the Indians, instigated or led by the French, in 
 the days before the Eevolution, would attack the towns and 
 massacre or carry into captivity the inhabitants. Dover and 
 Schenectady had thus sufi'ered, when in March, 1697, the sav- 
 ages made a descent upon Haverhill, Massachusetts. 
 
 " Then and there was hurrying to and fro," — 
 but forty persons fell victims. A settler, named Dustin, hur- 
 ried from the field where he was at work to save, if he could, 
 his young and helpless family. Bidding his seven children run 
 to the neighboring garrison, he seized his gun, mounted his 
 horse, and rode after them, intending to save one, even if the 
 others were left to perish. His wife and infant, a week old, 
 must be left in the house; them he could not save. When he 
 came up with the fleeing children, he found that he could not 
 carry out his hastily formed plan ; he could not choose which 
 
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 SOME H15R0INES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 was the dearest. Determining to save all, or perish with thenij 
 he happily managed to keep the Indians at bay until the whole 
 party had reached the shelter of the block-house. He had sav- 
 ed his children, but their mother had fallen into the hands of 
 the enemy. Dragged from her bed, she clung to her helpless 
 babe with despairing energy, only to have it torn from her 
 arms and dashed against the trunk of a tree. A tomahawk 
 brandished above her head warned her not to give way to her 
 grief, and she, with her nurse, was compelled to accompany 
 them on their march. Other prisoners were taken, and the ma- 
 
 SLAUGHTERING HER CAPTORS. 
 
 rauders set out on their return. One by one the captives, grow- 
 ing weak, lagged behind; and the savages, resolving that none 
 should escape, tomahawked them. When they had journeyed one 
 hundred and fifty miles, Mrs. Dustin and her nurse weie the 
 only white persons with them, excepting a boy who had been 
 captured a number of years before, and whom the savages re- 
 garded as one of their number. But, trusted as he was, this 
 boy was only waiting for a chance to escape. Having sounded 
 him and found this to be the case, Mrs. Dustin directed him to 
 find out where the blow must be struck with a tomanawk to be 
 frtal. The question was asked and the part of the head desig-. 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 109 
 
 nated. At the first opportunity the boy conveyed this inform- 
 ation to her tinsnspected by the Indians. 
 
 They were now so far away from the settlements that the sav- 
 ages considered themselves safe; pursuit was distanced; the 
 women could not possibly escape ; therefore no watch was kept 
 at night. As the warriors slept around the camp-fire, their 
 arms beside them, ready for instant use, the woman, whom they 
 least dreaded on account of her frail condition, arose from among 
 them, and silently stealing along gathered three tomahawks from 
 the sides of as many savages. One of these she handed to the nurse, 
 and one to the white boy. And then began the carnival of re- 
 venge. Deep sank each blade into an Indian's skull, and the 
 three savages died without a groan. Again and again the hatch- 
 ets were dyed in blood, until ten red men lay dead where they 
 had slept. Only one squaw, wounded, escaped into the forest, 
 to tell the gruesome tale of a Yenghese'^ woman's revenge. 
 
 The story of her exploit would hardly be believed, if she 
 reached the settlements to tell it; and, in order to be able to 
 prove it, Mrs. Dustin took the scalps of her ten victims, and 
 bore the ghastly trophies back to Haverhill. Even when the 
 tale was thus substantiated, the hardy frontiersmen could hardly 
 realize that a delicate woman could have withstood the hard- 
 ships of the march and escaped by such a deed of daring. 
 
 MISS BETSY ZANE. 
 
 Mrs. Dustin is perhaps the first of whom we have such recora ; 
 but by no means the last. Passing over a multitude of less fam- 
 ous names, in a space of eighty-five years, we come to that very 
 Seige of Port Henry, near Wheeling, of which mention was made 
 in a previous chapter. Only eighteen men remained in the fort, 
 of the forty-two settlers who had fled thither at the earliest 
 alarm. Not only were they nearly worn out by the constant 
 watch that must be kept against their four hundred dusky foes, 
 but a new danger beset them — their powder was running short. 
 
 There is a keg of powder in my house,'' said Col. Zane, the 
 commander," but it would be dangerous to go after it." 
 
 There stood the house in plain view, barely sixty yards from 
 the gate of the fort. Yet every inch was within rifle-shot of the 
 Indians sheltered behind the trees on all sides. Hardly had the 
 words been uttered, however, when several young men volun- 
 teered for the errand, honorable because it was so dangerous. 
 
110 
 
 SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 Only one can go/^ decided the commander; "there is a 
 great risk, and there are so few of us that we must husband our 
 strength. We cannot afford to lose more than one man." 
 
 ^' We cannot afford to lose one man/' spoke a clear voice at 
 his elbow. 
 
 The frontiersman turned to look at the speaker, a young girl 
 beautiful, graceful, the stamp of culture and refinement upon her 
 face and mein, the light of courage and self-sacrifice shining 
 from her eye. It was Elizabeth Zane, the ColoneFs sister, just 
 come from a fashionable boarding-school of Philadelphia, to 
 visit her brother's family. 
 
 Her words were but too true; none of the men there cluster- 
 ed would have uttered them; but once spoken no one could 
 gainsay them. So they stood silent, and she went on : 
 
 ^^A woman adds no strength to the garrison ; let me go." 
 
 " You exclaimed the brother, half in astonishment, half in 
 derision. 
 
 *^Yes, I. I know just where the powder is, so that it would 
 take me less time than any one else ; and, as I said before, you 
 cannot spare one man to run such a risk." 
 
 " The risk will be as great to you as to a man," said the 
 Colonel, doubtfully, half convinced by her earnestness. 
 
 Bah ! the Indians wouldn't think a white woman worth a 
 charge of powder and leAd. Now if it were within tomahawk- 
 ing distance, it might be different. But even then the garrison 
 would be as strong as before." 
 
 Much more she said to the same purpose; and necessity ar- 
 gued even more strongly. Reluctantly Col. Zane gave his con- 
 sent, the gates of the fort were opened, and the young lady 
 darted out on her dangerous mission. She had read the opin- 
 ions of the Indians aright when she said that they would not 
 waste ammunition on a white woman, for not a shot was fired as 
 she ran from the fort to the house. But when she issued from 
 the building with the keg of powder in her arms, then the sav- 
 ages saw that she was not a mere decoy dispatched to draw 
 tiiem from their shelter. The whole story was plain to them; 
 if ammunition was running short among the white men, before 
 long the fort would be theirs, and men, women and children at 
 tlieir mercy; the powder must not be carried to the whites be- 
 fore their very eyes. Volley after volley came from the am- 
 bushed Indians as the girl sped onward. Like swarms of bees 
 
SOME HEROINES OE THE BORDER. 
 
 Ill 
 
 the bullets whistled around her, but it seemed as though she 
 bore a charmed life. Without a scratch she reached the fort 
 with her precious burden, and the gates closed behind her. 
 
 Miss Zane may be called a typical frontier heroine, for her ex- 
 ploit was often rivaled under similar circumstances. Indeed, at 
 the time it was thought no great thing to do, as there were many 
 others who would readily have done it, says an aged woman 
 present at the siege. What a tribute to the courage of the 
 border women, that this was thought no great thing I 
 
 MRS. SCRAGGS AND HER CHILDREN. 
 
 Along about this time, there lived in what is now Bourbon 
 County, Kentucky, a widow bearing the homely name of Scraggs. 
 Her log cabin, situated far away from any other clearing, consisted 
 of two rooms, which, however, did not communicate with each 
 other. In one room slept Mrs. Scraggs, a widowed daughter and 
 her infant, and two grown sons of the elder woman; in the other 
 slept her three youngest children, ranging in age, at the date of 
 our story, from about twelve to twenty years. 
 
 It was nearly midnight of an April night in 1787. One of the 
 daughters was busy at the loom which supplied the family with 
 wearing apparel, and one of the sons, alarmed by some unusual 
 indications, was on the alert; but the rest of the family were 
 wrapped in slumber. From the woods came the questioning cry 
 of the owls, more than usually frequent; from the pound neax' 
 the house came the noise of horses snorting and stamping, as if lit 
 terror. What the reason was, the youth could not guess; but 
 fearing ridicule, would not mention his alarm or its causes. 
 
 At last his listening ear caught the sound of footsteps near the 
 house, and a moment afterward there was a loud knock at the 
 door, while the newcomer asked, in good English : 
 Who keeps house 
 
 Thinking it some benighted settler, who had lost his way in 
 the trackless wilderness around, young Scraggs sprang to unbar 
 the door. But the knock had awakened the mother, who now 
 jumped out of bed. 
 
 Don't, don't let them in,'' she whispered, catching her son's 
 arm just as he placed his hand on the rude wooden bolt; "they 
 are Indians. I know it by the voice." 
 
 She had lived too long upon the frontier to be deceived, and 
 her son readily yielded. The others were awakened, and the 
 
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 SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 two youths prepared to defend themselves and the women. Find- 
 ing that the whites in this cabin were aware of their true char- 
 acter, and warned by a shot from a loop-hole that persistency 
 would be dangerous, the savages betook themselves to the other 
 cabin, where the three girls were alone. With stout rails from 
 the neighboring fences they battered the door down, and the 
 trembling maidens were at their mercy. 
 
 The eldest, seated at the loom, grasped the knife which she 
 had been using, and retreated into the corner. As a burly In- 
 dian sprang forward she raised the blade ; and when he would 
 have seized her, she drove it to- his heart. A second warrior, un- 
 willing to take the same risk, or desirous of avenging his com- 
 rade, cleft her skull with one blow of his tomahawk. 
 
 The second sister, aroused from a sound sleep by the battering 
 at the door, was less fortunate, having no weapon with which to 
 defend herself; and she was condemned to suffer captivity, a fate 
 which was a thousand times worse than deatho The youngest hiv ^ 
 slipped past the savages out into the yard, and might have 
 escaped had she possessed sufficient self-control to steal away 
 quietly. Instead of that, she ran about, crying that her sisters 
 had been killed. 
 
 What were the thoughts and feelings of those four who were 
 sheltered by the other cabin ! Through the rude wall, they could 
 hear the screams of the girls ; the wild whoops and threatening 
 voices of the savages ; the fall of the eldest, as she sank beneath 
 the fatal blow; and the lamentations of the youngest. Mad with 
 grief and hate, the two brothers grasped their rifles yet more 
 firmly, and prepared to rescue their little sister. 
 
 What are you about to do?" demanded the mother, sternly ; 
 you can not save her. Leave her to her fate. A_ sally would 
 not help her, and would be the destruction of all the rest.'' 
 
 What mustiiave been the mother's agony when she thus sacri- 
 ficed one child for the sake of the others! The young men re- 
 luctantly turned from the door, which one had already half un- 
 barred, and it was again secured. Scarcely had this been done, 
 when they heard a loud scream from the child, then one or two 
 moans; and then her voice was stilled forever. The mother's 
 face grew whiter yet, the brothers set their teeth together, tho 
 one remaining daughter clasped her baby closer, and all awaited 
 the next result of the attack. 
 
 It was not long before it came. The savages had kindled a fire 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. llo 
 
 close to the log wall which divided the two cabins, and the dry 
 wood burned like tinder. Flames and smoke came bursting in- 
 to the apartment still held by the whites, who saw that they 
 must either leave the house or suffer the most horrible of all 
 modes of death. Hastily deciding upon a plan, the widow di- 
 rected her daughter and ^^ounger son to make for a certain part of 
 the fence, while she, with the elder son, ran in a different direc- 
 tion. The two lit .e parties were grouped in readiness, the door 
 was suddenly thrown open, and they darted forth. 
 
 The blazing logs shed a fearful radiance about on the bodies 
 of the two murdered girls, on the poor bound and trembling cap- 
 tive, on the demoniac rejoicings of the victorious savages, on the 
 flight of the fugitives. Taken aback by the sudden issue from 
 the house, the Indians did not fire until the whites had reached 
 the fence; and as she was crossing the stile, the heroic mother 
 fell dead. The son, unhurt by the balls that whistled around him, 
 sprang away into the woods, bent not so much on escape as on 
 finding an instrument of vengeance. 
 
 With the true savage desire to " count coup'^ upon their en- 
 emies, the Indians rushed with uplifted tomahawks upon th<3 
 second party. The young man, hardly more than a boy, could 
 only sell his life dearly. Bidding his sister make haste to tho 
 woods with her child, he fired upon the advancing enemy, as rap 
 idly as he could load and reload. As they came too close for this, 
 he clubbed his rifle and with the strength of despair dealt deadly 
 blows to right and left. The warriors flinched from the combat, 
 close as it waSj and retreating a pace or two, one threw his tom- 
 ahawk at the boy. Wounded and bleeding he still fought on, un- 
 til, struck by a dozen missiles, he fell. His noble purpose had 
 been accomplished, for his sister and her child escaped to a 
 neighbor's cabin. 
 
 The elder son had also made his way to a place of safety, but 
 for himself he cared little. Before d^^ylight he had succeeded in as- 
 sembling thirty men, and under the leadership of a Col. Edwards, 
 the avengers began the pursuit. Warned by the baying of a 
 bloodhound that the whites used in tracking them, the Indians 
 dispatched with their tomahawks their girl captive, and left her 
 dying in the path of the pursuers. If anything e'se had been 
 needed to excite their fury against the dusky foe, they would 
 have found it in the girFs bleeding form, as she feebly tried to 
 guide them on the trail of her murderers. 
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114 
 
 SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 In less than half an hour, they came in sight of the savages, 
 and prepared for an immediate attack. Charging upon the en- 
 emy they learned that two devoted warriors had sacrificed them- 
 selves for their comrades, and that while these kept the whites 
 engaged, the main body had escaped. 
 
 Such was the fate of the Widow Scraggs and four of her child- 
 ren. We turn now to a tale less tragic, but no whit less thrilling. 
 
 Miss WASHBURNE. 
 
 Among the men who fought the Indian marauders of the Ohio 
 Valley, the McLellan brothers were not the least noted. One of 
 them, Eobert, figures on the pages of Washington Irving's As- 
 toria, and is one of the heroes of the following story. 
 
 In the fall of 1790, an Indian outbreak was anticipated, and 
 McLellan and White, scouts attached to Wayne^s command, had, 
 among others, been sent out to gather news of the enemy's move- 
 ments. Supplied with a sufficient quantity of cooked food to last 
 them for many days, they stationed themselves upon the sum- 
 mit of Mt. Pleasant, overlooking the Hocking Eiver. Their 
 post was accessible only by a narrow wooded ridge; true, but 
 twelve feet intervened between the height where they were and 
 that just opposite, but that narrow gulf was two hundred feet 
 deep, and one who missed his footing in attemping the leap^ 
 would be dashed to pieces on the rocks belowo 
 
 An Indian council of war was in progress on the plain beneath, 
 and from their lofty perch the two scouts watched the rehearsal 
 of bloody deeds already done, and preparations for others yet to 
 be committed. Anxious to make their report as complete as pos- 
 sible, the scouts resolved to linger until the lastpossible moment. 
 
 Keeping a sharp outlook upon the avenues of approach, they 
 passed several days in safety, concealing themselves in caves or 
 thickets whenever any Indians ascended the slopes. But now a 
 new danger beset them. Hitherto they had drunk the water 
 from the rain-filled basins on the hill-tops, but that supply had 
 given out, and they must descend to the spring on the hillside. 
 Once the trip was made in safety by McLellan, and then it be- 
 came White's turn. Descending cautiously, he reached the spring 
 without being detected, and procured the desired supply. As he 
 disposed of the canteens, in order to make the ascent unincum- 
 bered, he heard a slight noise ; and a moment afterward two 
 squaws came suddenly into view. No sooner had the elder wo- 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 115 
 
 man caught sight of the scout than she gave the alarm whoop of 
 the Indians. 
 
 Dropping his canteens, White sprang upon the women and 
 dragged them both into the water, endeavoring to drown them. 
 
 Don't, don't/^ gasped the younger as she resisted his eiforts; 
 " I am a white woman — don't.'' 
 
 Instantly he released her, and devoted all his attention to her 
 companion. Possessed of muscles like steel, hardened and 
 toughened by constant exercise, he was easily able to manage 
 her; and in a little while her body floated down the stream. 
 
 For God's sake, let me go with you to the settlements," 
 pleaded the girl, who had been a passive observer since her own 
 release. 
 
 I'm a scout, on duty with my partner up there," answered 
 White, pointing to the crest where McLellan awaited him. 
 
 " Let me go there, then — anywhere away from the Indians," 
 she begged, shuddering at the remembrance. 
 
 Hastily the two made the ascent. As they climbed upward the 
 war-whoops of a hundred Indians apprised them that the squaw's 
 body had been found, and that her people were bent on aveng- 
 ing her death. In low, anxious tones the whites held a council of 
 war. Everything was provided for ; rifles were seen to, knives 
 were made ready for use. Only the wooded ridge could be de^ 
 fended ; they must hope that no warrior would leap across thai 
 chasm two hundred feet deep ; against a foe approaching on that 
 side there was no shelter. 
 
 "See here, Miss," said McLellan, when they had prepared to 
 receive their enemies ; "you'd a great deal better go back to 
 'em ; tell 'em we took you a prisoner and you got away ; that 
 there's only two of us, and we're here. If you do that, they 
 won't hurt you. If you stay here, there's no hope of getting 
 away alive." 
 
 " I have lived with them ten years," replied the girl, in a low, 
 determined voice; " when they took me captive, I was a little 
 child; they burned the house, shot my father, tomahawked my 
 mother, dashed the baby against a tree, and carried me off*. On- 
 ly my brother Eli escaped. He was not at home. Do you won- 
 der that I would rather die here with you than go back to live 
 with them ? I hate them." 
 
 Pen cannot express the emphasis upon the last words. McLel- 
 lan caught at the name she had mentioned. 
 
iOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER, 
 
 What is your brother^s name V he asked. 
 *'BIi Washburne/' 
 
 Why, he is one of us — Gen. Wayne's scouts. But we cannot 
 defend you — we shall probably be killed, both of us." 
 
 I can shoot, and if one of you should be wounded — look — 
 there they come 
 
 It was even so; creeping cautiously along from tree to tree, 
 the Indians were advancing upon the scouts, along the narrow 
 ridge that we have described. The white men had not been idle 
 while the girl had pled her cause, and their rifles were ready to 
 be used the moment a warrior came within range. Nearer and 
 nearer drew the savages, and the whoops of those ascending the 
 ridge reassured the foremost in the search. At last one warrior 
 exposed himself a moment, and the crack of a rifle sounded from 
 the thicket where the scouts were concealed. Leaping into the 
 lir, his body rolled down the slope to the bottom of the ravine 
 beside it. 
 
 Again and again this occurred, and the Indians approached 
 more cautiously than ever. But as the scouts saw what thronga 
 of redskins were seeking them, they realized how long would be 
 the time during which they must be on the alert. If they were 
 attacked only in this direction, if the Indians did not think of 
 the spur across that chasm, they might be able to defend them- 
 selves. But here arose another difficulty ; their girl companion 
 had disappeared; had she taken their advice and returned to her 
 captors? If she had done so and given the information that there 
 were but two of the white men, then indeed their fate was sealed; 
 the Indians, thus reassured, would rush upon them, certain of 
 victory. 
 
 Still they had no mind to surrender, even if surrender had 
 been possible ; it was but devoting themselves to death, perhaps 
 to torture; and they could die here. But now they found that 
 their worst hopes were realized ; the savages were approaching 
 the brink of the precipice; a leap of twelve feet was nothing to 
 these denizens of the forest, trained to activity from their infan- 
 cy ; and on that side they were without the shelter which the 
 thicket afforded them on the other avenue of approach. Now a 
 warrior, rifle in hand, darts forward from among the trees to the 
 very brink of the gulf, and gathers himself for the leap. The bar- 
 rier once passed, he would dash into range, take aim and fire at 
 the scouts. McLellan raised his rifle for a careful shot ; he must 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER, 
 
 THE WHITE squaw's SHOT. 
 
118 
 
 SOME HEROINES OP THE BORDER. 
 
 shoot to kill, as soon as the savage should have reached the 
 nearer edge, a hundred yards from the scout's position. He pull- 
 ed the trigger ; the weapon, the best procurable in those days, 
 was a flint-lock liable to fail him at any moment. It failed him 
 now; the flint was shivered into atoms. 
 
 But at the very moment that he found his own weapon useless, 
 a report rang out upon the air, and the warrior, in the midst of 
 his leap, sank into the yawning chasm. He looked about him, 
 thinking that White might have come to the rescue ; but almost 
 at the instant that the thought crossed his mind, his companion 
 fired upon an Indian advancing in the other direction. Wasting 
 no time in useless conjecture, he proceeded to replace the flint, 
 when he heard a report as if it were the echo of his companion's ; 
 and looking up, he saw a warrior, whosefeethad just 'touched the 
 nearer edge of the precipice, fall backward. 
 
 A howl of dismay arose from their enemies, as this was seen ; 
 and the scouts answered with a shout of triumph; but the myster- 
 ious rifleman was silent; whoever fired the shots spoke only by 
 actions. From their hiding place, the white man could see the 
 savages running hither and thither, apparently summoning the 
 warriors and chiefs to a council. Night was coming on ; and be- 
 fore the red clouds in the west had entirely faded, all the In- 
 dians had withdrawn. 
 
 But their danger was by no means past. The redskins were 
 aware of their presence in the neighborhood, and they were prob- 
 ably surrounded by guards. At dusk they heard the sound of a 
 light footstep, approaching through the bushes ; did the savages 
 hope to steal upon them unaware? Cocking their rifles, the 
 scouts peered through the gathering darkness. Presently the 
 girl came into sight. 
 
 "Halt!'' commanded McLellan ; "turnback to the redskins. 
 We've no further use for you," 
 
 " I have done my best,'' replied the girl. " If I go back to the 
 village they will kill me. Why will you not receive me?" 
 
 "Because you come from them, to engage our attention while 
 they steal upon us. Go back, for I don't want to fire on Eli 
 Washburne's sister." 
 
 "Trust me, trust me," cried she ; "I will not betray you ; I have 
 not done so. I have helped you. It was I who shot thetWo In- 
 dians over there." 
 
 Wary as they must be, distrustful as they might be, her earnest 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 119 
 
 ness was such that the scouts could not but believe her, and 
 McLellan bade her advance. Then she told her story ; how, see- 
 ing the first warrior fall, she had stolen away from the scouts' 
 post, down into the hollow whither his body had rolled. While 
 creeping through the bushes, slowly so that she might go silent- 
 ly, she overheard the Indians plan to advance upon the scouts 
 from the spur we have mentioned. Eagerly she secured the gun 
 and ammunition of the fallen brave, and sought an eyrie which 
 commanded their proposed route, and which was known only to 
 herself. There she had taken aim and fired, with what result 
 has been seen. 
 
 " And the second,^' she concluded, "was High Bear, who led 
 the party that murdered my father and mother, and carried me 
 off a captive.^' 
 
 Her story had been briefly and modestly told; the last sen- 
 tence was the only one which showed any triumph, and that was 
 chiefly in the fact that her murdered kindred had been avenged. 
 So little time had it taken, that it was not yet dark when she had 
 finished. A few moments were spent in consultation, then the 
 party refreshed themselves with what food they had ; for it was 
 impossible to escape before darkness should shelter them. As 
 Miss Washburne was thoroughly acquainted with the lay of the 
 land, she was to be the guide. 
 
 Night came on, and when the village below them was wrapped 
 in slumber, save the sentinels that paced their weary round, the 
 three whites cautiously descended the slope, and made their way 
 across the plain. Bidding the scouts wait at a certain point un- 
 til her return, the guide went forward alone, and in a moment 
 they could hear her voice in conversation with a warrior. Was 
 it treachery ? Had her whole story been a cunningly fabricated 
 one, designed to entrap them into the power of her adopted peo- 
 ple ? As these thoughts occurred to the scouts, they cocked their 
 rifles and resolved that at least they would die game ; nothing 
 more could be done. 
 
 We need not wonder at their distrust. The Indians frequently 
 carried off children, and brought them up as their own. Indeed, 
 in some cases, the adopted sons and daughters were more tend- 
 erly cared for and petted than those born to them. Infant or 
 adult, the white person once received into their families was an 
 individual of much consideration. This had its due effect upon 
 the feelings of the captives, and in many cases they refused to 
 
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 DME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 return to their own people when opportunity oifered. Such a 
 
 one might this girl be ; devoted to her adopted people, and ready 
 
 to sacrifice any one to the welfare of the Shawnees. 
 
 But their suspicions proved groundless, for she was alone 
 
 when she returned to their place of concealment. 
 ^' I have just got two sentinels out of the way/' she explained, 
 and now we can go on. We must go through the very heart 
 
 of the village, though, for every other path is strictly guarded. 
 
 If we are very careful, there will be no danger, as they will not 
 
 suspect me.'' 
 
 They were in the very midst of the village, when the dogs, 
 the invariable companions of the Indians, set up a loud barking. 
 More than one squaw, aroused by the noise, put her head out 
 from the lodge to see what had occasioned the disturbance; but 
 the scouts slunk back into the deep shadows, the guide answered 
 in the Indian language, and the questioners retired, satisfied that 
 nothing was wrong. At last the confines of the village were 
 reached; they were out of hearing and might go as fast as their 
 strength would permit. Through the forest they journeyed at a 
 rapid rate, making no pause until noon of the next day, when they 
 considered that they were reasonably safe from pursuit. Con- 
 tinuing their march at a more moderate pace, they reached 
 
 Mad Anthony" Wayne's headquarters without farther adven- 
 ture. The Indians, not knowing how much of their plans might 
 have been found out by the daring scouts, or revealed by their 
 escaped captive, dispersed without carrying out their intention 
 of making war. Thus the rifle of the white squaw prevent- 
 ed, for the time at least, the horrors of Indian outrages and de* 
 predations. 
 
 MRS. Merrill's exploit. 
 
 The year 1791 saw a most remarkable instance of a woman's 
 heroism. A settler named Merrill lived in a lonely cabin in Nel- 
 son County, Tirginia, his family consisting of his wife, one 
 daughter just budding into womanhood, and other smaller chil- 
 dren. As usual where much of the food for the family must be 
 obtained by the chase, there were many dogs about the place. 
 One night these kept up an unusual noise. Thinking that per- 
 haps they were barking at some belated traveler who had come 
 to ask for shelter or to inquire his road, the hospitable pioneer 
 started out to investigate. As he opened the door, thus throw- 
 ing his figure into clear relief against the fire blazing at the 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 121 
 
 other side of the room, there was a sharp report, a shot struck 
 him, and he fell backward upon the floor. There could be but 
 one explanation ; and even while the yells of the dusky foes were 
 yet sounding, the wife and daughter had drawn him farther into 
 the room, and closed and barred the door. 
 
 The instant that the shot was fired, the savages had rushed 
 forward, hoping that the door would not be closed in time to 
 prevent their entrance; but the promptness of the two women 
 had defeated this intention. Nothing daunted, however, by the 
 interposition of the planks between them and their prey, they 
 began to belabor the. barrier with their tomahawks. A breach 
 was soon made, and the foremost endeavored to squeeze through 
 this into the room. 
 
 But the courageous woman within was ready for him. Her 
 husband lay suffering, perhaps dying; her little children were 
 screaming with fright; the eldest daughter knelt at her father's 
 side, white and trembling, but endeavoring, with the rude sur- 
 gery of the frontier, to staunch the flow of blood and bind up 
 the wound ; the exulting yells without showed how secure of 
 success were the assailants. Seizing an axe, she dealt the in- 
 truder a swinging blow upon the head. He died without a 
 groan, and the intrepid woman dragged his body into the room. 
 His companion, supposing that he had entered of his own will, 
 prepared to follow, but met with the same fate. j^\gain and 
 again was this repeated, and four Indians — in latter day phrase- 
 ology, ^^good" ones — lay on the floor of the cabin. 
 
 But the suspicions of those without were now aroused ; they 
 did not see why their companions within the cabin should be so 
 silent, why the door had not been opened to admit them. Re- 
 treating to some little distance, they tried to get a fair view 
 of the interior. There lay the wounded father, the daugliter 
 bending over him; there stood the heroic wife, axe in hand, 
 awaiting the approach of another enemy. The bodies of their 
 fated comrades they could not see, they having been dragged to 
 one side. It was evident that some new plan of attack must be 
 adopted. 
 
 There were three Indians yet remaining, of the party of seven. 
 It was agreed that two of these should climb to the roof of the 
 cabin and descend the chimney; while the other, waiting until 
 this had been accomplished, and the attention of the inmates di- 
 verted^ should enter through the breach in the door. Silently 
 
132 SOME HEROINES OP THE BORDER. 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 123 
 
 as they might steal up to the house, they could not reach the 
 roof without noise, and Mrs. Merrill speedily detected their pur- 
 pose. The thrifty housewife had provided huge feather beds 
 for her family, and one of these she directed her little son to 
 drag to the fireplace. The united efforts of the boy and his 
 sister placed the huge mass in the very center of the glowing 
 embers. The cotton cover caught fire and kindled the feathers. 
 As the two savages descended the wide-mouthed chimney, a suf-J 
 focating smoke arose from the burning feathers. Half insensible 
 by reason of it, they were unable to climb to the roof or even to 
 remain where they were, and fell, helpless to the hearth. The 
 wounded man roused himself and dispatched them before they 
 recovered from their insensibility; while the wife still kept 
 guard at the door. 
 
 Having allowed what he considered a sufiicient time for his 
 comrades to effect their entrance, the one rem-aining savage 
 crept up to the door, and tomahawk in hand, sprang forward. 
 Once again that axe descended, but with less fatal effect than 
 before; he was wounded, not killed. Howling with pain and 
 dismay, he took himself off to the woods, and never paused un- 
 til he reached the village of his tribe. A white prisoner, who 
 afterward escaped, overheard his account of it. 
 
 " What news ? asked a warrior. 
 Bad news/' answered the fugitive ; " damn bad news. Long- 
 knife squaw fight worse than the warriors of her people." 
 
 There is, we believe, no further record of the Merrills in border 
 history; from which we infer that the escaped Indian's story 
 made his kindred afi'aid to attack the cabin again. 
 
 MRS. MASON. 
 
 A woman who defended her home and her children might well 
 have been the terror of the savages. Such a otie was the wife 
 of George Mason, a settler who had located his cabin about 
 twelve miles from Knoxville, Tennessee. January 27th, 1794, he 
 heard a noise at his stable during the night, and stepped out to 
 ascertain the cause. His wife, left alone in the house with her 
 young children, waited in vain for his return. , Cut off from his 
 cabin by a dozen Indians, he fled, but was pursued, fired on and 
 wounded. He took shelter in a cave a quarter of a mile from 
 thv. bouse, but the savages were close behind him, and he was 
 dragged forth and tomahawked. 
 
 Meanwhile, the woman waiting at the house had heard the 
 
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 SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 shots, but was at a loss to know their meaning; for although the 
 Indians had committed many outrages in that part of the coun- 
 try, she had not lived on the frontier long enough to attribute 
 every such disturbance to the savages. As they returned to the 
 house, she heard their jubilant voices, and thinking that perhaps 
 the neighbors had been aroused by the firing, and were gather- 
 ing together, she sprang towards the door to admit them. 
 
 As they came nearer, she could distinguish their words; ac- 
 quainted with both English and German, she perceived that this 
 language was different from either; and for the first time it 
 flashed across her mind that these were Indians, that it was her 
 own home that was the center of attack. 
 
 Hastily barring the door, she moved chairs and tables, a true 
 feminine barricade, against it. Her children had not been awak- 
 ened by the shots, and fearful that if they awoke their cries 
 would be a guide to the enemy, she covered them carefully and 
 closely with the bed-clothes, so that, even if they heard the 
 noises, their own voices would be smothered by blankets and 
 quilts. Fortunately, her husband had that very morning shown 
 her how the double-trigger of a rifle was set, and taking down 
 his well-charged weapon from the wall where it hung, she placed 
 herself directly opposite the opening which would be made. 
 
 As she stood alone in the darkness, awaiting the coming of the 
 yelling savages, she realized that her husband had been killed, 
 else surely he would have come to her help ; but the thought 
 only nerved her to greater courage; she alone, weak woman as 
 she was, must avenge him and protect his children. She had 
 not long to wait; with fence-rails and tomahawks the savages 
 beat in the door, but the heavy furniture prevented its swinging 
 wide open. The body of one savage was thrust into the narrow 
 opening, and just filled it. He struggled to get in, and two or 
 three more, just behind him, were pushing him forward. She 
 {^c t the trigger of the rifle, put the muzzle almost against the 
 iKxiy of the foremost, and fired. As she had expected, the 
 Indians went down like bricks in a row; the first without a 
 groan, the second with a scream of mortal agony, the third with 
 an exclamation of surprise and terror. 
 
 Not a word said the heroine, as she stood alone in the dark- 
 ness, beside the trundle-bed where her children slept; not a 
 movement betrayed her whereabouts. The savages, tc" !^ea by 
 the silence succeeding the unlooked-for shot, thought that surely 
 
SOME HEROINES OF THE BORDER. 
 
 125 
 
 Xhe cabin was full of armed men. Quickly they made oflf to the 
 stable, and after possessing themselves of the three horses which 
 it contained, set it on fire. Eetreating hastily through the 
 woods when they had thus assured themselves that all pursuit 
 must be on foot, they regained their camp. Twenty-five Indians 
 had made up the party, and one woman had defeated all. 
 
 A FRONTIER USSl^ MO.fiEROINE, 
 
CHAPTER VI. 
 
 THE LEWIS AND CLAEKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 AS we glance hurriedly over the last census returns, to ascer- 
 tain the rank of a favorite city, or some other point of equal 
 importance, we must often pause to think that it was not so form- 
 erly ; such a state was placed above such another in the list, such 
 a city was but a small town, ten years ago. But go back for 
 eighty years, and note the differences. Of the ten cities highest 
 on the last list only one-half figured prominently in the returns 
 of 1800. Cincinnati, a little town on the Ohio, had been settled 
 but twelve years before, and boasted less than eight hundred in- 
 habitants. True, beyond the Mississippi were larger towns, but 
 they were not in the limits of the United States ; that whole coun- 
 try then belonged to Prance. In the Southwest, the most import- 
 ant was New Orleans, which contained eight thousand people, or 
 more than twice as many as Brooklyn then. Cahokia, a town on 
 the east bank of the Mississippi, was the most considerable Am- 
 erican settlement in the region above. Seven miles above it was a 
 French trading post and village, which boasted not a single house 
 built of any other material than logs, and from which, for years 
 afterward, the inhabitants used to come, to buy goods, to the 
 town whose site is now^inthe midst of the Mississippi. This un- 
 import it village, the sixth city on our latest list, has since at- 
 tained considerable notoriety, her hopeful citizens styling her, 
 affectionately, the " Future Great City of the World,'' or with true 
 American brevity, the " Future Great.'' Three years later, the 
 unsettled wilderness to the south of Lake Michigan saw the erec- 
 tion of a rude stockade fort, named Dearborn, where in 1831 the 
 village of Chicago was built. Away on the Pacific coast, the 
 Spanish missionaries had already been at work, and the harbor 
 entered by the Golden Gate was the approach to one of their 
 posts, where, in 1835, a village of adobe huts was begun; called, 
 from the mission, San Francisco- 
 
LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 127 
 
 Such, at the beginning of the century, were the great cities of 
 the West, and we may imagine the state of the surrounding coun- 
 try when such was the character of the centers of population. 
 Not yet had the idea of an overland passage to the Pacific been 
 abandoned, though the dangers of the way and thq length of the 
 journey were better appreciated than they had been nearly two 
 hundred years before, when the French settlers in Canada ex- 
 pected to find the western ocean a few days^ easy journey from 
 Lake Superior. Even before the Eevolution the project had been 
 tried by Jonathan Carver, but want of means obliged him to 
 aoanaun it. The war occupied the attention of all, exclusively, 
 and there was no time or money for such expeditions. In the 
 meantime, however, the Hudson Bay Company had sent its trad- 
 ers into the western wilderness, and after peace was concluded, 
 John Jacob Astor transacted much business with them. 
 
 It was not until after the purchase of Louisiana by the United- 
 States in 1803 that the government first took an interest in such 
 explorations. This purchase was made by the influence of Pres* 
 ident Jefferson, whose keen eye saw the advantages which would 
 attend such extension of territory. Highly delighted at his suc- 
 cess, he recommendf^d to Congress, in a confidential message, that 
 a party Sliould be despatched to trace the Missouri to its source, 
 cross the Kocky Mountains, and proceed to the Pacific. The plan 
 was approved by Congress, Captain Meriwether Lewis, the Pres- 
 ident's private secretary, being appointed to lead the expedition, 
 William Clarke, the brother of Gen. George llogers Clarke, was 
 afterward associated with him, and the success vith which they 
 met was largely dne to his knowledge of the habits and character 
 of the Indians. 
 
 The preparations for the expedition were completed and the 
 party selected before the close of 1803. Nine young men from 
 Kentucky, fourteen United States soldiers, two French watermen 
 to serve as interpreter and hunter, and a black servant of Capt. 
 Clarke, composed the party, enlisted to serve as privates during 
 the expedition. Several others were to accompany them a part 
 of the way. It was the twenty-first of May, 1804, however, when 
 they left St. Charles, near the mouth of the Missouri, for the un- 
 trodden western wilds. On the first day of June they were at the 
 mouth of the Osage, where they listened to the story that their 
 French guides gravely told them of the origin of the trib^. fronjt 
 whom the river was named. This was the story : 
 
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 LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 A snail had passed its who^s existence in quiet on the xuargin 
 of this stream, when a high flood swept it down to the Mis jouri, 
 and left it exposed upon th© bank. Here the heat of the sun soon 
 ripened the snail into a man^ but the change in his nature had 
 not caused him to forget his native river, and thither he bent 
 his steps. Soon overtaken by hunger and fatigue, he was nearly 
 fainting with exhaustion, when the Great Spirit, appearing to 
 him, gave him a bow and arrow and showed him how to kill and 
 cook deer, and cover himself with its skin. As he approached 
 the river, he met a beaver. 
 
 "Who are you asked the beaver, haughtily, "and why do 
 you come to disturb me in my possessions 
 
 The Osage (for such was the snail-man) haughtily answered 
 that the river w^as his own, for he had once lived on its bo\ders. 
 
 THE OSAGE'S father-in-law. 
 
 The dispute threatened to grow into a fight. The daughter of the 
 beaver, however, reconciled them, and w^as finally married to 
 the Osage ; the whole tribe being their descendants. 
 
 Many friendly visits w^ere received from parties of Indians from 
 the various tribes along the banks, and they distributed laced 
 coats, hats, medals and trinkets am.ong them, carefully suiting 
 the gift to the rank of their recipient. Passing the quarry where 
 the red stone used for calumets is found, a place sacred to peace, 
 where even warring tribes meet without hostile demonstrations, 
 they reached, on the twenty-eighth of August, a bluff, surrounded 
 by a beautiful plain. Fine prairies were on either side of the 
 river, and timber was more plentiful. Here they encamped, de- 
 siring to repair a boat which had been injured, and do some 
 other necessary work. Here they were visited by a number of 
 Sioux chiefs and warriors on the thirtieth, to whom Capt. Lewir 
 delivered a speech, with the usual advice regarding their futur<f 
 conduct. The council held the next day is remarkable for tUks 
 
LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 similarity of the speeches, each speaker laying great stress upon 
 his love for the white sons of his great father, and his poverty, 
 which could be relieved by gifts from them. This place they 
 called Council Bluifs, because it was the scene of the first formal 
 council held with the Indians. 
 
 As yet they had been received with great professions of friend- 
 shir> by the Indians, who, although generally tall, well formed 
 and active, excelling in personal beauty and dignity the tribes 
 farther east, were poorly armed, generally w^ith bows and ar- 
 rows. Their fii'st alarm came from another source. 
 
 The Missouri is a peculiarly changing river, washing away one 
 shore and adding to the other continually. In a few years whole 
 farms, of many acres each, have been thus carried away from 
 their owners by the treacherous stream. Such was the danger 
 which now beset them. About midnight on the twentieth of 
 September the sleepers were startled by the cry that the sand- 
 bar was sinking. Hastily embarking, they made for the other 
 shore, reaching it barely in time to see the bank which they had 
 just left fall into the water. 
 
 At an island a few miles above this point they were joined by 
 one of their hunters, whose horse had been stolen by the Indiaiis* 
 Leaving the island, they soon overtook five Indians on the shore; 
 having anchored, they spoke to them from the boat ; 
 
 We are friends, and wish to rem.^in such, but we are not afraid 
 of any Indians. Some of your young men have stolen the horse 
 which your great father in "Washington sent for your great chief, 
 and w^e cannot treat with you until it is brought back to us.'' 
 
 The Indians replied that they had not seen the horse, but that 
 if it had been taken, it should be given up ; and continued along 
 the shore, following the boats until they dropped anchor for the 
 night. The next day they were visited by a party of fifty or six- 
 ty chiefs and warriors, to whom they made the usual speeches 
 and gave the usual presents. Inviting the chiefs on board the 
 boat (for the reception had taken place on land), they showed 
 them an air-gun^ the boat itself, and all that they thought would 
 furnish amusement to the visitors. In this purpose they suc- 
 ceeded only too well, for they found it difficult to get rid of them. 
 A quarter-glass of whiskey given to each one did not mend mat- 
 ters any, but sucking the bottle and finding there was no more, 
 the chief finally consented to accompany Captain Clarke and fiv*e> 
 men on shore. But they had formed a plan to stop the party. 
 
130 
 
 LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEJDITION. 
 
 Two of the Indians prevented the boat from moving from the 
 landing-place after this party had disembarked, and the second 
 chief, affecting intoxication, said : 
 
 ^* You no go on j Indian keep you here. You give Indian heap 
 more t'ings— not 'nough yet. Indian want heap more things/' 
 
 ^'We will not be kept here/' answered Captain Clarke, indig* 
 nantly j " we are not squaws, but warriors ; our great father has 
 sent us here, and he can send his soldiers and kill all the Indiana 
 in an hour if they do us any harm/' 
 
 Indian have warriors too/' answered the chief, gruflSy, as ^ 
 signalled to his men. 
 
 Captain Clarke drew his sword instantly, and motioned to the 
 len in the boat to prepare for action. The Indians surrounding 
 .im drew their arrows from their quivers and were bending their 
 bows, when the swivel in the boat was instantly^pointed towards 
 them, and twelve of the most determined of the white men jump- 
 ed into a pirogue and joined Captain Clarke. This prompt act- 
 ion alarmed the Indians, who drew off to a little distance to hold 
 a council. Unwilling to leave an enemy jn his rear. Captain 
 >Clarke resolved to conciliate them by a show of friendliness, and 
 advanced toward them with extended hand. The principal and 
 the second chief refused to take it, and he turned fr'jm them to- 
 wards the river ; but before he had put thirty yards between the 
 pirogue and the shore, the two chiefs and two warriors waded in 
 after him, asking to be taken on board. 
 
 Frightened into submission by this evidence that the white men 
 were not to be trifled with, the Indians now spared no pains in 
 their efforts to entertain the strangers suitably; the calumet was 
 smoked, many dances, by both men and women, were performed 
 for their amusement, and a bountiful feast of boiled dog, the fa- 
 vorite delicacy of the Sioux, was provided for their refreshment. 
 It seems, however, that these Indians either could not or would 
 not produce the horse-thief. 
 
 For a long time they continued their journey in this way, stop«' 
 ping to receive visits from bands of the Sioux, who were uni« 
 formly well disposed. To follow them throughout the journey, 
 day by day, would require more space than can hero be allotted; 
 the reader desirous of doing so will find McVickar's edition of 
 Allen's " History of the Expedition'' a book as full of interest 
 as any novel or newspaper. 
 
 Early in November they decided tO_encamp for the winter, and 
 
LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDJTJOIS. y ^ i3J 
 
 commenced the huts which were to shelter them at appoint which 
 they called Fort Mandan, from the name of the tribe living around 
 it, sixteen hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri. Here, 
 although suffering greatly from the severity of the season, they 
 ■passed the winter; visited constantly by bands of Sioux, Mandan 
 and Minnetaree Indians, among whom they often acted as peace- 
 makers. They were bountifully supplied with vegetable food by 
 these visitors from their stores of dried corn and squash, and the 
 hunters found an abundance of game. 
 
 "Vn February, four men were despatched with sleds and three 
 horses to bring up meat which had been collected by the hunters. 
 About twenty-one miles below the fort, as they were jogging quiet- 
 ly along, with no thought of any danger, a party of a hundred In- 
 dians rushed upon them. To what tribe they belonged the men 
 could not distinguish, so cunningly was the war paint disposed ; 
 but thought they w^ere Sioux. Eesistance was useless and the 
 marauders, cutting the traces, carried off two of the horses; the 
 chief insisting that the third should be returned to the owners, 
 Two knives were also taken. The men were permitted to return 
 to the fort, no other injury having been done them. Captain 
 Lewis immediately sent to the Mandans to inform them of the 
 outrage, and to invite them to join a retaliatory party. Two of 
 their chiefs came to the fort and said that most of their young 
 men had gone hunting, and that there were but few ^ ns in the 
 village; but several Indians, armed with spears, battle-axes, 
 bows and arrows, accompanied the expedition under Capt. Lewis 
 the next morning. 
 
 On reaching the place where the men had been attacked, they 
 found one sled, and several pairs of moccasins, evidently belong- 
 ing to the Sioux. Following the trail, they came on the next day 
 to an old lodge belonging to the tribe which had committed the 
 depredation; but the marauders, the better to conceal themselves, 
 had burned it. The trail here left the river, and crossed the 
 plains J so that it was useless to think of overtaking the thieves. 
 Information was received, a few days later, that a party of Sioux 
 had attacked a small body of friendly Indians, and killed fifty 
 of them ; but Captain Lewis decided not to take active part in a 
 war between the tribes unless in self-defense. 
 
 Leaving the camp about the first of April, they were alarmed, 
 on the eleventh of May, by a member of the party who had been 
 on shore, who now came running^ Jbpward the boat with every 
 
i/EWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 Sympt^ of fear and distress. A mile and a half below he had 
 
 shot a large brown bear ; wounded and maddened by the pain^ 
 the huge animal had turned and pursued him ; but from weak- 
 ness, by the loss of blood, could not overtake him. Captain 
 Lewis and seven men immediately set out to find the bear ; and 
 tracking him by the blood to a thick brushwood, where he had 
 dug with his paws a bed two feet deep, despatched him. This 
 was their first conflict with the terrible animal, so dreaded that 
 
 A CLOSE SHAVE. 
 
 we had rather encounter two Indians than meet a single brown 
 bear.'' The oil obtained from this one amounted to eight gallons. 
 
 It was not to be the last bear encounter, however. Three days 
 later, six experienced hunters, having discovered a large brown 
 bear lying in the open grounds, about three hundred paces from 
 the river, came nnperceived within forty paces of him. Four of 
 them fired at the same instant, two balls passing through his lungs, 
 two lodging in other parts of his body. Furiously the animal 
 rushed towards them, his open mouth displaying the strong, cruel 
 white teeth. A blow from a hunting knife partially disabled him, 
 and the two who had reserved their fire now took aim, one ball 
 breaking his should^or. They had uo time ti> reload; on the mad 
 
LEWIS ANP OLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 183 
 
 Drute came with fearful rapidity ; two jumped into ih o canoes ; the 
 other four, separating, and concealing themselves in the willows, 
 fired as fast as they could reload. Bruin seemed to bear a charmed 
 life, for though every shot entered his hide, none seemed to affect 
 him ; as each man fired, he would rush furiously towards the 
 direction from which the shot came. At last he pursued two so 
 closely that they threw aside their guns and pouches, and jump- 
 ed down a perpendicular bank into the river that ran twenty feet 
 Delow. The bear followed, and was within a few feet of the 
 hindmost when a well-aimed shot from one of the two left on the 
 shore finished him. Dragging him to the bank, they took his 
 skin, this trophy being pierced by eight balls. 
 
 About a month later, when Captain Lewis had one day gone 
 forward on foot, he met an immense herd of bufi'aloes. Level- 
 ling his rifle, he shot one; it began to bleed, and v/ithout reload- 
 ing he stood waiting for it to fall; not noticing a large brown 
 bear which stole up to him until it was within twenty steps. It 
 was the open, level plain ; not a bush or tree near ; the bank of 
 the river a gradual slope; no chance for concealment; his only 
 hope lay in flight. As he turned, the bear rushed open-mouthed 
 upon him. He ran about eighty yards, when, finding that the 
 bear was gaining fast, it flashed upon his mind that by getting 
 into the water to such a depth that the bear would have to at- 
 tack him swimming, he might still have a chance for his life. 
 Turning short, he plunged w^aist deep into the water, and facing 
 about, presented the point of his knife to the advancing bear. On 
 seeing his antagonist in this posture of defence, bruin retreated 
 as precipitately as he had advanced. Eesolving never again to 
 sufi^er his rifle to remain unloaded, Captain Lewis resumed his 
 path along the Medicine Eiver. Reaching the camp, he found 
 his men much alarmed as to his safety, having already decided 
 upon the route each should take in the morning to look for him. 
 Much fatigued, he slept well, not aware of the fact that a huge 
 rattlesnake was coiled upon the trunk of the tree which shelter- 
 ed his slumbers. The reptile was discovered and killed the next 
 morning. 
 
 Some time before this, the party had divided, there being con- 
 siderable doubt as to which was the true Missouri ; one party 
 ascending the stream now known as the Yellowstone; the other, 
 under Captain Clarke, going up the Missouri and discovering the 
 falls. Capt. Lewis^ party had now reached the Missouri, having 
 
134 c LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 * 
 
 seen their mistake, and they were here joined by Capt. Clarke 
 and his men. 
 
 Much of the time was spent in the construction of si portable 
 boat, the iron frame of which they had brought with them, and 
 which was to be covered with skins. After much hard work in 
 preparing the skins, fastening them securely together, and calk- 
 ing the seams, they launched her, greatly elated at their success; 
 but the water dissolved the composition which they had used in 
 place of pitch, which was unobtainable, and she leaked so badly 
 that they had to give up the idea. 
 
 They had learned that the country which they were now ap- 
 proaching was inhabited by a powerful, and perhaps a hostile 
 tribe, the Shoshonees ; and anxious to make peace with these, they 
 proceeded with the greatest caution. A warlike reception from so 
 large a tribe might result in the destruction of their small party. 
 Having ascended the Missouri to those three forks which they 
 named, respectively, for President Jefferson, Secretary of State 
 Madison, and Secretary of the Treasury Gallatin, they came to a 
 point five miles above where the first of these three divide into 
 two branches. Here they encamped for the night and remained 
 while Captain Lewis, accompanied by two men, set out to follow a 
 trail which they hoped would lead to the Shoshonee camp, near 
 the source of the Missouri. Their fears as to their reception by this 
 tribe, however, were unfounded, as they were well received after 
 they had succeeded in showing the Indians that there was no 
 cause for alarm. Still the Shoshonees were jealous and suspi- 
 cious, and it required all the address of which our travelers were 
 masters to allay their disquietude. 
 
 It was the eighteenth of August, 1805, when they reached the 
 extreme navigable point of the Missouri. Here it was decided 
 that Captain Clarke, with eleven men, furnished with the neces- 
 sary arms and with tools for making canoes, should make the 
 overland journey to the Columbia, and ascertain if the report 
 which the Indians gave of that stream were true. Having come 
 through such difficulties, it was not to be readily believed that 
 they could not descend the Columbia when they had ascended 
 the Missouri. An escort of Indians was obtained without much 
 difficulty, and the party again separated for a time. 
 
 Proceeding through a wide and level valley, which the Indians 
 pointed out as the scene of a battle, about a year before, in which 
 many of their bravest warriors had fallen, Captsiin Clarke soon 
 
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 LEWIS aNL* CLARKE EXPEDITION. ^ 135 
 
 ft., ail J l^a"^, his escort must be xcd from his stores. Tiie hunters 
 were not abiu ]>o kill iinything, and this added materially to his 
 anxiety. Yarioiis \»:iTids of Indians gave the same account of 
 the country through wn^ch they must pass, whether they kept 
 dire<jtly towards the west, or turned towards the southwest. It 
 was a tale to appal a brave man; a fierce and warlike people 
 dwelling in caves, and living principally upon horses stolen from 
 those who passed the mountains; a passage so rough thathorseS; 
 lame and wounded, would be unable to go on ; a parched and 
 sandy desert, ten days' journey in width, where no animals fit 
 for food were found, and where they and the few horses that re- 
 mained would perish of thirst. The northern passage was then 
 selected, the explorers reasoning that they could cross where the 
 Indians, with their women and children, were in the habit of 
 passing from one point to the other. 
 
 They soon discovered the object of the Shoshonees in telling 
 them of such dangers ; the wish to keep them through the winter 
 for protection, and to secure as many gifts as possible ; but after 
 almost incredible difficulty in obtaining enough horses fo. 
 journey and a supply of food, they reached a river to which they 
 gave the name of Captain Lewis ; a few days later, they came to 
 Clarke Eiver ; and on the thirteenth of September the party was 
 again united. 
 
 Journeying through a country where the strong and barbed 
 thorns of the prickly pear lacerated the feet of men and horses, 
 where the middle of September saw a fall of snow six or eight 
 inches in depth, where no living creature could be seen, except a 
 few small pheasants and gray squirrels that could not be obtained 
 for food, with their stock of provisions reduced to a few cans of 
 portable soup, they grew weak and sick from fatigue and insuffi- 
 cent food. At last they came to an Indian village, where they 
 were kindly received and bountifully fed. These were of the 
 tribe known to us as the ^^^ez Perces^ their chief was absent at 
 the time with a war party, but the explorers managed to secure 
 a good supply of food in return for small presents. 
 
 They had now traveled over the mountainous region between 
 the southern and northern forks of the Lewis, at a point where 
 the distance in a straight line is about one hundred miles. Weak- 
 ened by want, fatigue and disease, they determined to descend 
 the river by canoes, five of which were accordingly constructed 
 at their camp on the Kooskooskee^ a l>r^neh of North Fork. Tha 
 
136 f' LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 plain into which they had now descended had a milder climate 
 than they had lately experienced, and had they found the Nez 
 Perces as obliging as the Shoshonees, their journey might have 
 been expedited; but this tribe, working hard all summer for the 
 winter supply of dried salmon and roots, hunting deer through 
 the winter, and crossing the mountains in the spring to trade, 
 was but little disposed to return any of the favors shown them, 
 and developed a talent for bargaining which seems to have been 
 quite distasteful to the party accustomed to get a large amount 
 of provisions for a few trinketSo These Indians looked on with 
 contemptuous surprise, as the white men, unable to obtain other 
 food, killed and cooked a number of dogs. This dish, of which 
 they had eaten but sparingly when the tribes east of the moun- 
 tains had offered it to them, they found not unpalatable after a 
 long course of horse-flesh. 
 
 As they floated from the Lewis into the Columbia, and down 
 the latter river, they were constantly visited by large bands of 
 Indians. As they approached the coast, some ISTez Perces, who 
 had accompanied them, grew uneasy at the idea of entering a 
 country inhabited by a hostile tribe, and desired to return. Their 
 keen eyes saw that the unusual reserve and caution of the visit- 
 ors betokened an attack. Our travelers, however, succeeded in 
 persuading them to remain until after the passage of the falls 
 they were approaching. 
 
 They reached the mouth of the Columbia eai ly in November, 
 and encamped for the winter of 1805-6 ; constantly visited by 
 the Indians, who had been accustomed to trading with the whites, 
 and were never satisfied with any price given them.. They dared 
 not show hostility in any other mode, however, than by ill-hu- 
 mor and petty thefts. 
 
 After the cessation of a ten days^ rain in November, they occu- 
 pied their time in exploring the neighboring coast, in curing the 
 meat with which the hunters provided them, and in dressing 
 skins for clothing. Leaving in charge of the Indians, and posted 
 up in their houses, papers bearing a brief description of their 
 journey, they set out towards the east on March twenty -third. 
 
 We need not follow their course closely. The Indians were 
 still ill-humored, and disinclined to trade ; but as they again ap- 
 proached the Kooskooskee, a new means of obtaining supplies 
 presented itself, and they turned physicians. The journal of the 
 'party does not speak in enthusiastic term3 of either skill or sue- 
 
LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 137 
 
 cess, though perhaps the certainty that their simple prescriptions 
 could at least do no harm would not be shared by every better- 
 trained physician ; the patients, however, had no fault to find, 
 one exchanging a fine mare for a vial of eye-water. Their fame 
 preceded them, and at the next village, where their whole stock 
 of merchandise could not purchase food, fifty patients awaited 
 them. The fee for each cure ranged from a lean and hungry dog 
 to a fat horse; but it must be observed that payment rewarded 
 cure, not treatment. 
 
 As they approached the mountains, they found the tribes more 
 hospitable, one chief professing himself greatly insulted when 
 asked to exchange a fat horse for one unfit for food, and present- 
 ing them with several animals in excellent condition. These In- 
 dians were but poorly fed, since the character of their arms pre- 
 vented much success in hunting; and the occasional gift of the 
 flesh of animals which the white hunters killed was accepted with 
 demonstrative gratitude. This tribe is described as the most 
 amiable they had yet found, yet a favorite Chopunnish ornament 
 was a tippet of human scalps, fringed with the thumbs and fin- 
 gers of enemies slain in battle. 
 
 It was not until June that they were enabled to cross the moun- 
 tains, where, even then, they suffered much from the cold in jour- 
 neying over the snow-clad ridges. Their stock of merchandise 
 gave out, and they could only replenish it by cutting the but- 
 tons off their clothes, and by spending some time in the manu- 
 facture of eye-water. They also suffered much from unsuitable 
 and insufficient food, as their hunters were able to kill but little 
 game, but at last reached the banks of Marians Eiver, where they 
 decided to remain for two days to take some observations and 
 rest their horses. 
 
 As they proceeded along this river, they met with more decided 
 hostility than the Indians had as yet dared to show. Ascending 
 the hills close to the river, one of their number, a Canadian half- 
 breed named Drewyer, proceeded along the valley on the other 
 side. From their elevated path, they soon saw a party of In- 
 dians looking intently at Drewyer. They had already learned 
 that the Blackfeet were not disposed to be friendly, so that this 
 was by no means a welcome sight. Supposing a large number to 
 be near at hand, they were unwilling to risk a fight, and retreat 
 would only invite a pursuit which, since their horses were so 
 bad, would be only too successful. They determined, therefore, 
 
138 € LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITIOl^, 
 
 to make the best of it, and flag in hand, advanced slowly tow- 
 ards the Indians. The attention of the Blaekfeet was so en- 
 tirely directed to Drewyer, that they did not for some time dis- 
 cover this advance, which evidently threw them into the greatest 
 confusion. The whole party of eight warriors, being reassured 
 by the friendly signs and m.ovements of Captain Lewis, finally 
 came toward them, dismounted and smoked with them, while a 
 
 KILLING THE TMEF. 
 
 messenger was sent for Drewyer. Captain Lewis learned that 
 his suspicions were, unfortunately, not without foundation j these 
 were indeed Blackfeet, whose thievishness was well known ; but 
 feeling themselves quite able to cope with eight Indians, poorly 
 armed, they encamped together, 
 
 "Finding them very fond of the pipe. Captain Lewis, who wish- 
 ed to keep a close watch during the night, smoked with them un- 
 til a late hour. As soon as they were asleep, he awoke one of 
 the Fields brothers, ordering him to arouse all in*case any of the 
 Indians left the camp, as they would probably attempt to steal 
 hoic-?- ^ and lav down in the tent with all the Indians, th© two 
 
LEVIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION, * 
 
 brothers lying near the fire at the entrance. Awaking at sunrise^ 
 one of the Indians seized, unperceived, the rifles of the two men 
 in the tent. The sentinel, turning, saw the state of affairs, and pur- 
 sued him for fifty or sixty yards. As he came up with him, a 
 scuffle ensued, the riAe was recovered and the Indian killed. 
 
 Drewyer and Caplftin Lewis lay side by side in the tent, their 
 rifles near them read f for use at a moment's notice. Silently two 
 Indians stole towardij them, as their comrade seized the two other 
 weapons, and laid hold of these. The moment the savage touched 
 his gun, Drewyer, who was awake, jumped up and wrested it from 
 him. The noise awoke Captain Lewis, who instantly started 
 from the ground and reached to get his gun ; but, finding it gone, 
 he drew a pistol from his belt, and turning about, saw an Indian 
 making off with the rifle. Following him at ^uU speed, he order- 
 ed him to lay it down. As the Indian stooped to obey this order, 
 the two Fields, who had just come up, took aim at him. 
 
 Don't fire,'' shouted Captain Lewis, "he doesn't seem to in- 
 tend any mischief.'' 
 
 Drewyer begged permission to shoot him, but Captain Lewis, 
 wishing to preserve peaceful relations if possible, forbade it. But 
 finding that the Indians were now endeavoring to drive off all 
 the horses, he ordered the men to follow up the main party, who 
 were chasing the horses up the river, and to fire instantly upon 
 the thieves ; while he, without taking time to run for his shot- 
 pouch, pursued the fellow who had stolen his gun and another 
 Indian, who were driving away the horses on the left of the camp. 
 Pressed so closely that they were obliged to leave twelve of the 
 horses behind them, they entered a steep niche in the river bluffs. 
 Too much out of breath to pursue them any farther. Captain Lew- 
 is called out that unless they gave up the one horse they retained, 
 he would fire. As he raised his gun one of them jumped behind 
 a rock, and spoke to the other. The second made no attempt to 
 conceal himself, and fell as Captain Lewis shot. Having no oth- 
 er load for his gun, and but one in his pistol, he thought best to 
 retreat. 
 
 Although the death of this Indian had probably much to do 
 with the treachery and hostility which the Blackfeet afterward 
 always showed to the whites, our explorers did not come off 
 badly in this engagement. The savages had made off with qne 
 horse, but four of their own animals, four shields, two bows with 
 quivers and one of their guns were left in the camp. Little 
 
LEWIS AND CLARKE EXPEDITION. 
 
 doubting that they would bo immediately pursued by a larger 
 party, the whites pushed on as fast as they possibly could, travel- 
 ing about a hundred miles before, almost exhausted with fatigue, 
 they halted at two o'clock in the morning; setting off again, sore 
 and scarcely able to stand, at daylight. 
 
 Happily, they were not pursued, and escaped in safety. The 
 theft of many of their horses by Indians that they could not 
 overtake compelled them to make skin canoes in which to de- 
 scend the river. Captain Lewis received a flesh-wound from the 
 discharge of a gun that he thought belonged to one of his own 
 men, who had mistaken him, in his dress of skins, for an elk; it 
 proved, however, to have been a lurking Indian. This gave him 
 considerable trouble, and it was not until late in August that he 
 lecovered. 
 
 As they descended the river, there were frequent alarms as to 
 the movements of Indian war-parties, but happily they were not 
 again to suffer from their depredations. Only a few councils 
 with the tribes that had been friendly on their route toward the 
 west varied the monotony of the journey; and they reached St. 
 Louis in safety on the twenty-third of September, 1806, ^^where,'' 
 says the journal, we received a most hearty and hospitable wel- 
 come from the whole village.'^ 
 
 The total length of their route from St. Louis to the mouth of 
 the Columbia was more than four thousand miles; the return 
 being shortened by nearly six hundred miles. They treated with 
 all the principal tribes along their route, and besides furnishing 
 a map, tolerably accurate even for the present day, described with 
 considerable fullness the plants and animals of that section. As 
 the immediate results of this expedition, many traders ventured 
 into the newly explored country, and established posts, which, 
 like the small settlements of the Spanish missionaries, were the 
 tiirst foundations of the present constantly growing population of 
 the Great West. It must be remembered, however, that neither 
 of these elements advanced the settlement of the country as the 
 building of frontier forts contributed to the growth of Kentucky, 
 The traders endeavored to keep all others out of the country, 
 that their business might not suffer ; and the rule of the Spaniards 
 has never been beneficial to any part of America. The hardy 
 pioneers of our own race, accustomed to govern and defend them-- 
 selves, as well as to live by their labor, are the settlers that ad-1 
 vance the prosperity of a new country. i 
 
X 
 
 CHAPTER VIL 
 
 GEN. WILLIAM HENEY HAEEISON. 
 ILLIAM Henry Harrison, the only son of that Benjamin 
 
 VV Harrison who introduced into the Continental Congress 
 the resolution declaring the independence of the colonies, and 
 who, a few weeks later, affixed his signature to the more formal 
 Declaration, was born in Virginia in the early part of the year 
 1773. Graduating at Hampden Sidney College, he studied med- 
 icine, but before he had graduated the barbarities of the Indians 
 upon the western frontier so excited his feelings that he resolved 
 to give up his first choice of a profession for that of arms. His 
 guardian vainly endeavored to dissuade him from the project; 
 G-eneral Washington cordially approved of his determination, 
 and gave him a commission as ensign of artillery. - 
 
 Though but nineteen years old when he joined his corps at 
 Fort Washington on the Ohio, he soon found an opportunity to 
 distinguish himself. A reinforcement being ordered by Gen. St. 
 Clair to proceed to Fort Hamilton, the young ensign was ap- 
 pointed to the command of the party. The country swarmed 
 with Indians, and all the skill and vigilance which the young of- 
 ficer could command were necessary to success ; but the expedi- 
 tion was accomplished in safety, and the leader rewarded in the 
 followingj^ear (1792) with a lieutenancy. Victory favored first 
 one side, then the other, in this contest between the United States 
 and the Indians, but the army under General Wayne, which Har- 
 rison joined in 1793, was destined to close the war. 
 
 When, in October of that year. Gen. Wayne marched forward 
 to the country of the Miami tribe of Indians, he sent a detach- 
 ment to take possession of the ground where Gen. St. Clair, his 
 predecessor in command, had a" disastrous defeat. Lieutenant 
 Harrison volunteered for the service, and was accepted by the 
 commander. Arrived at the fatal field, he took possession of it, 
 interred with military honors tlic bonps that for two years had 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON, 
 
 whitened the ground, and erected Fort Eecovery. Again, in the 
 famous battle of the Fallen Timbers,did the wild courage of Mad 
 Anthony Wayne animate his troops, and the Indians were com- 
 pletely defeated. With the true generosity of a hero, the gen- 
 eral, in his official account of the battle, compliments his young, 
 faithful and gallant aide-de-camp, Lieutenant Harrison, as having 
 rendered him the most essential service in communicating his 
 orders in every direction, and for his conduct and bravery. The 
 consequence of this display of courage and generous recognition 
 of it was a promotion, soon after the close of the campaign, to 
 the rank of captain, the command of Fort Washington being given 
 him. 
 
 Here he remained in comparative quiet until 1798, when the 
 civil appointment of Secretary of the Northwestern Territory 
 was given him ; and a year later, on the organization of a terri- 
 torial government, he was elected as the delegate to Congress^ 
 Although holding the office but one year, he performed a most 
 important service for the new territory, and one which contrib- 
 uted greatly to the speedy settlement of the west. This was in se- 
 curing the passage of a bill permitting the sale of small tracts of 
 land, in place of parcels of four thousand acres, which had been 
 the least quantity obtainable from any but speculators. During his 
 term of office, the territory was divided, and at the expiration 
 of the year for which he had been elected, President Adams ap- 
 pointed him governor of that part called Indiana. 
 
 Fitly was the new territory named the Country of the Indiana, 
 for in all that vast expanse, stretching westward to the Missis- 
 sippi, there were but three settlements : Clark's Grant, a hun- 
 dred and fifty thousand acres in extent, at the falls of the Ohio ; 
 the old French settlement at and around Yincennes ; and a tract 
 of about sixty miles in length bordering on the Mississippi, from 
 Kaskaskia to Cahokia, nearly opposite the thriving little town 
 of St. Louis. About five thousand souls, all told, comprised tjio 
 population of this territory, which now supports some seven mil 
 lions. The Indians were naturally hostile, and the incessant in- 
 trigues of the British agents were only too often successful in in- 
 citing them to depredations. Wishing to prevent the extensive 
 settlement of the frontier provinces, and to secure a monopoly 
 of the fur trade, the British government kept in its employ agents 
 who industriously set afloat among the Indians reports calculated 
 to excite a jealous iiostility to the Americans. The United States 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. i 
 
 government aimed to purchase of the Indians the land needed for 
 settlements, to introduce among the savages the arts of civilized 
 life ; but the English represented this as a plan intended only to 
 enervate the natives, and leave them unfit for war. The refusal 
 to allow liquor to be sold to them was especially enlarged upon. 
 
 See how good our great father, King George, is to you. He 
 loves his red children so much that he wishes them to have plenty 
 of all good things, everything they wish for. He tells us to give 
 you plenty of rum/' 
 
 Shortly after his appointment, Gov. Harrison was visited by 
 the chiefs of most of the nations inhabiting the territory under 
 his rule. Doleful was the story that they told of their people 
 killed, their lands seized by the settlers, their game wantonly 
 destroyed, their young men made drunk and cheated of the skins 
 which were to buy necessary stores of clothing, arms, and am- 
 munition for hunting. The governor could not doubt the truth 
 of these complaints, supported as they were by unquestionable 
 evidence, but the uncertain limits of his jurisdiction rendered it 
 difficult to give the Indians satisfaction. While many of the tribes 
 were not disposed then to make war upon the settlers, yet he ^SiW 
 that the provocations of which they spoke would powerfully 
 operate in favor of any European nation that might declare 
 war, and the Indians would be ready, with such protection anci 
 assistance, for incursions upon the settlements. 
 
 But the town of Vincennes was daily visited by the Indians ii^j 
 considerable numbers, who, becoming intoxicated, committed 
 many crimes. Murders of their own race occurred in the streets^ 
 the houses of the citizens were forced open, stock killed, and 
 fences broken down. The unprovoked murder of two citizens 
 awoke revenge ; the murderer was pursued and shot. Indig- 
 nant at this, the tribe assembled, waiting for a favorable oppor- 
 tunity to retaliate, but quickly dispersed when the militia w^as 
 ordered out. 
 
 Harrison spared no effort to conciliate the Indians, and at the 
 same time to enforce justice in the whole territory under his 
 government. In the period from 1800 to 1804, treaties were con- 
 cluded by which nearly sixty million acres were sold to the TJni 
 ted States by the Indians. But these vast purchases had aroused 
 the suspicions of some of the Indians. Two chiefs of the Shaw- 
 nees saw, like Pontiac, to what the Indian race was tending, and 
 were willing to try much the same plan in resisting thie fate that 
 
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 GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 he had tried. The "Wild Cat springing on its prey'' and the 
 " Loud Voice'' are the meanings assigned to the Indian names 
 Tecumseh and Elskwatawa, the chief and the prophet, who now 
 sought to combine all the western tribes in an alliance against 
 the whites. 
 
 Doubt existed for some time as to the intentions of the Indian 
 brothers, Gov. Harrison being at a loss to decide for or against 
 their friendliness for many years after the germ of the union had 
 been formed. Whatever may have been his desires later, the 
 earlier efforts of Te- 
 cumseh were directed 
 to the reformation of 
 his people, naturally 
 unfitted for continuous 
 effort of any kind and 
 enervated by the ex- 
 cesses into which they 
 had fallen during their 
 contact with the whites. 
 So far had they degen- 
 erated from the an- 
 cient standard, that 
 Harrison asserts in his 
 official letters to Wash- 
 ington, that he could 
 tell at a glance an In- 
 dian living in the vi- 
 cinity of the town from 
 one living at a consid- 
 erable distance. The 
 effort to reform his 
 people led the savage statesman, Tecumseh, to desire such a union 
 as Pontiac had wished — one which would enable the Indians to 
 successfully resist the encroachments of the whites. 
 
 Nor was Tecumseh the only one of his nation who held exalted 
 views of the destiny of the Shawnees. At a conference held by 
 the chiefs of the various tribes and Gov. Harrison, in the yeai 
 1803, one of them gave vent to this wonderful story : 
 
 The Master of Life was himself an Indian. lie made the 
 Shawnees before any others of the human race. They sprang 
 from his brain, and he gave them all the knowled^re he pos- 
 
GENERAL ^VILLIAM HENRr HARRISuN. 
 
 IJ7 
 
 sessed, After he had made the Shawnees, he made the French 
 and English out of his hreast, the Dutch out of his feet, and the 
 Long-knives (Americans) out of his hands/' 
 
 An Indian orator's history of the creation is usually invented 
 for the occasion, and this one proceeded to apply the facts he had 
 gravely stated by saying that since all the knowledge that the 
 whites possessed was really the property of the Shawnees, from 
 whom the Master of Life had borrowed it for the whites for 
 a little while, the white people had really no right to the articles 
 which this knowledge enabled them to make — all their blankets, 
 beads, guns, etc., rightfully belonged to the Shawnees. 
 
 Tecumseh, the son of a Shawnee warrior and a Creek squaw, 
 was born about the year 1770, some authorities placing the date 
 as early as 1768, others as late as 1771. The prophet, sometime? 
 called his twin brother, was probably younger. From his boy- 
 hood the elder had a passion for war; the sham battle-field being 
 the scene of his usual pastimes, and activity, strength and skill 
 distinguished him in the mimic fights in which he was always 
 a leader. "When the day closed, and such amusements were no 
 longer possible, the boys would gather back of the warriors who 
 v/ere clustered around the camp-fire, telling stories of the occur- 
 rouees of the day. The Revolutionary War formed the main 
 subject until his manhood had nearly arrived ; and after that 
 war closed, the fierce border warfare furnished accounts of per- 
 petual skirmishing and scalping. He eagerly drank in the words 
 of the old chiefs regarding the times before the advent of the 
 whites, and about their broken treaties and promises. 
 
 In his first battle, which occurred w^hen he was sixteen or eigh- 
 teen years old, Tecumse^h is said to have fled in fright from the 
 field of battle; but in the second he fought like a young lion, 
 completely wiping out the stain of cowardice. This was an attack 
 upon some flat-boats descending the Ohio, and all the boatmen 
 were killed but one, who was reserved for the torture. Strangely 
 enough, since it could not have been an unusual occurrence, the 
 young warrior had never before witnessed such a scene. Filled 
 with horror, he remonstrated against the practice with such elo 
 quence that his hearers agreed that they would never burn a - 
 other prisoner. Such was the power that his great mind had a\ 
 ready gained over his people. 
 
 One great influence that Tecumseh used over the tribe was i 
 
 superstitious one. The prophet is not an uncommon character 
 21 
 
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 JENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 among the Indians, who are exceedingly superstitious; and th©^ 
 believe most firmly in his power to foretell events and to avert 
 threatened misfortunes. Elskwatawa shared, to some extent, in 
 the great talents of his brother, but, to reverse the expression 
 of an old author: His virtues another's, his faults were his 
 own/' He was neither courageous nor truthful, but cunning, 
 sharp and boastful. Even more eloquent than the chief, his man- 
 ner was said to be more graceful than that of any other Indian ; 
 the less said about his personal beauty, the better. There can be 
 no doubt, however, that, like Tecumseh, he really sought the 
 good of his people. With all his vanity, deception, superstition 
 and craft, he doubtless believed that he was advocating measures 
 for their good. 
 
 In November, 1805, Elskwatawa first formally declared him- 
 self a prophet in a speech made to an assembly consisting of 
 many of his own nation and of the kindred tribes, Wyandots, 
 Ottawas and Senecas, in northern Ohio. Professing to have been 
 to heaven, he denounced two practices common among the In- 
 dians, witch-craft and drunkenness, and so great was the ascen- 
 dancy which his eloquence obtained over them that he prevailed 
 upon many of them to abstain from strong drink. In this, Te- 
 cumseh's influence is seen, but the persecutions for witchcraft 
 were all the Prophet's work, resulting in many executions, even 
 of chiefs. 
 
 So far did he go in this matter, supported by the superstitious 
 terrors of his tribe, that Gov. Harrison was obliged to send a let- 
 ter of remonstrance to the Delawares, urging them, in the name 
 of the Seventeen Pires (States), to require of this prophet some 
 proof that his pretensions were true. But this did not accomplish 
 the end that he desired; for a time, indeed, the persecutions 
 '^ed, but the influence of Elskwatawa was increased by his ac- 
 cepting ^-ov. Harrison's challenge to work miracles. Hearing 
 by chance trum a white man that an eclipse of the sun would oc- 
 cur on a certain day, he boldly announced that on such a day he 
 would prove his supernatural power by making darkness come 
 over the sun. At the appointed time, the Prophet, standing in 
 the midst of his assembled tribe at m3d-day, cried out, when all 
 grew dark around them : 
 
 Did I not prophesy truly ? Behold ! Darkness has come over 
 the sun, as I told you/' 
 
 This established him more firmly in the esteem of the tribes, 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 14? 
 
 and his influence increased. About a year later, in April, 1807, 
 ne had gathered around him nearly four hundred Indians, greatly 
 excited by religious fanaticism and ready to join in any enter- 
 prise into which the brothers should lead them. Great alarm 
 was felt all along the border when the strength of the Indians 
 became known, and their designs appeared to be suspicious. In 
 order to learn their object in gathering so many warriors around 
 them, the agent at Fort Wayne sent a half-breed Shawnee with 
 a request that Tecumseh and the Prophet, attended by two other 
 chiefs, should visit him, that he might read to them a letter just 
 
 received from their great fa- 
 ther. The message was deliv 
 ered in council, but the great 
 chief did not deign to ask 
 advice. 
 
 Go back to Fort Wayne, 
 and tell Captain Wells that my 
 council fire is kindled on the 
 spot appointed by the Great 
 Spirit, and that here I will heai 
 any message that the great 
 father in Washington may send 
 me. If he has anything to say 
 to me from the great father, I 
 will expect him here in six 
 days.'' 
 
 l!^or would he abate an inch 
 of his royal dignity, and Cap- 
 tain Wells' letter remained un- 
 read. The excitement among the Indians increased, and by the 
 first of May, it was estimated, fifteen hundred Indians had visit- 
 ed the Prophet, coming from all quarters. Many came from a 
 great distance, and the great assembling of councils, the mes- 
 sengers sent from tribe to tribe with belts of wampum and with 
 pipes, showed that some uncommon movement w^as on foot. It 
 was ascertained that English agents were busily at work, but 
 all plans were studiously concealed from the Americans. 
 
 Several councils were held during this year between the two- 
 races, the Indians insisting that the treaty made at Greenville 
 about twelve years before did not prescribe the boundaries whicl) 
 the white men claimed. Tecumseh's fiery eloquence, defying the 
 
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 GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 skill Oi the interpreter, traced the history of the ^vhite man's 
 dealings with the Indians, and in its object and effect only stop- 
 ped short of breaking up the council ; his speeches were, as he 
 had intended, repeated at every camp-fire. 
 
 In 1808", great numbers of Indians came flocking from the neigh- 
 borhood of the Great Lakes to visit the Prophet, and prolonged 
 their visit until their provisions were entirely exhausted. Gov- 
 ernor Harrison thovght it prudent, as well as benevolent, to sup- 
 ply them with food from the public stores at Fort Wayne. To 
 the Indian agent who carried out this order, it did not appear 
 uLat the followers of the Prophet had any hostile intentions re- 
 garding the Americans ; it was simply a religious reformation 
 that he was preaching. But succeeding this reformation, in the 
 following year, came the political movement, when Tecumseh's 
 importance became greater than his brother's. 
 
 In the spring of 1808, the Pottawatomies and the Kickapoos 
 granted Tecumseh and Elskwatawa a tract of land on the Tip- 
 pecanoe, one of the tributaries of the Wabash. Here, with about 
 forty Shawnees, and something less than a hundred Indians from 
 other tribes, they established themselves in spite of the remon- 
 strances of the Delawares and the Miamis, and the village known 
 as Prophet's Town was built. In June, having determined to 
 pay a visit to Gov. Harrison, the Prophet sent a messenger to 
 say that he and Tecumseh wished to live in peace with the 
 whites. Having thus paved the way for a reception, he proceeded 
 to Vincennes in August. 
 
 Governor Harrison had noticed the evil effect of liquor upon 
 the red man, and in his communications to the Department at 
 Washington we find frequent remonstrances against allowing it 
 be sold to him. But the love of gain was uncontrollable, and the 
 traders continued to sell the liquid fire, which soon kindled a 
 flame that threatened to consume the border settlements. When, 
 therefore, he saw that Elskwatawa really desired that whisky 
 should be kept from the Indians, and that he had succeeded in 
 reforming many of them in this particular, the governor was dis- 
 posed to form a very favorable opinion of the Prophet. 
 
 In a long speech to Gov. Harrison he detailed the system of 
 religion of which he professed to be the exponent, and narrated 
 his experience during the three years that he had endeavored to 
 benefit his people ; closing with the Indian's usual conclusion to 
 a speech made to the white man, a request for gifts. Beneath all 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 149 
 
 his ignorance, persecuting fanaticism, and imposture, Gov. Har- 
 rison thought he saw a real ambition to be a benefactor io the 
 Indians, and respected him for it. With a supply of provisions 
 the Prophet returned to the Tippecanoe, having completely out- 
 witted the governor. 
 
 But while Elskwatawa thus appeared to be the mainspring of 
 this movement, there was a yet greater man in the background. 
 A thousand years ago, the aged seer said to the prince whose 
 throne had been usurped by a warrior of renown : 
 
 ^^Know how to w^ait, and the kingdom will come to thee.'' 
 This was Tecumseh's great power — the ability to wait the 
 proper place for the execution of his plans. When this time 
 came, he calmly set aside the prophet, and asserted his own suj)e- 
 rior qualities as a leader. Even his brother's fame and power 
 were made to serve his own purpose, to further his plans for form- 
 ing a vast confederacy of the Indian tribes, which should restrain 
 the whites from farther encroachment, perhaps even to drive 
 them to the country east of the Alleghanies. For three or four 
 years he traveled all over the country, visiting the various tribes, 
 and exerting all the magic of his eloquence to induce them to 
 join the league. 
 
 In April, 1809, the Indian agent stationed at Fort Wayne in- 
 formed Gov. Harrison that he had heard the Prophet had ordered 
 the Indians to take up arms to exterminate the white settlers at 
 Vincenncsand along the banks of the Ohio; this being the order 
 of the Great Spirit, who would utterly destroy those who ven- 
 tured to disobey them. This was^probably an ambitious scheme 
 of the Prophet's own, during Tecumseh's absence. Only a hun- 
 dred warriors were actually with him, but reliable information 
 came that four or five times that number were within fifty miles 
 of headquarters, awaiting only the signal to fall upon the whites 
 He therefore immed''-"^"^ j organized two companies of voluntee 
 militia, and garrisoned Fort Knox, two males from Vinccnnej] 
 This, and similar energetic measures, appeared to frighten th 
 Prophet, who was never very courageous, and who, like all In- 
 dians, would not strike at an enemy who was on his guard ; so 
 the threatened attack was never made. 
 
 In July h^ visited the governor at Vinccnnes, with a train of 
 about forty warriors, and n.eekly but earnestly denied any part 
 in the plot; claiming to have actually dissuaded the tribes from 
 the hostilities they had planned. B]i+ Gov. Harrison no longer 
 
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 GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 believed in the Prophet's sincerity. A few months before, he had 
 solemnly promised to make known to the Americans any plots 
 which might be formed against them, and he now admitted hav- 
 ing been pressed both by other tribes and by the British to join 
 in a league against the United States. 
 
 The cloud darkened over the scattered and exposed settlements 
 in Indiana. News came that the followers of Tecumseh and the 
 Prophet numbered, now four hundred, now eight hundred, and 
 that as many more would respond to the Prophet's call. The 
 Indians refused to buy powder and shot from the American trad- 
 ers, hinting that they could get plenty from the British without 
 paying for it. The strength of the league continued to increase, 
 and the Wyandots, greatly esteemed among the other tribes for 
 their wisdom and valor, came into the union. The great belt, 
 the symbol of union between the tribes in the previous war, was 
 given into the keeping of this latest accession, who also pos- 
 sessed the original copy of the treaty of Greenville. 
 
 In the meantime Tecumseh had been among the Shawnees on 
 the Auglaize, tr3ung to induce them to further his scheme; but 
 the old chief. Black Hoof, the head of the Shawnee nation, 
 resolutely opposed his efforts. Present at the defeat of Braddock, 
 fifty-five years before, he had seen too clearly, in the course of 
 his long life, how useless were all attempts of Indians to drive 
 back the whites; he had signed the treaty of Greenville, and 
 from that time actively opposed all war with the settlers. Such 
 was the ascendency which his office and his personal character 
 gave him over his people that all Tecumseh's eloquence was in 
 vain, and the greater part of the tribe remained faithful to the 
 treaty. 
 
 In June, a deputation of the friendly Pottawatomies visited 
 Gov. Harrison, and gave him information regarding ine Prophet's 
 plans. Every exertion was to be made by !'-*m to gain the sup- 
 port of the tribes west of the Mississippi; and that secured, De- 
 troit, Fort Wayne, Chicago, St. Louis and Vincennes were all to 
 be surprised. He had failed in his attempt to influence some of 
 the nearer tribes, by reason of the arguments which the Dela- 
 wares, friendly to the Americans, used to these whose decision 
 still hung in the balance. Every effort was made by the Prophet 
 to secure the assistance of the tribes, more than one execution 
 for witchcraft being referred to his desire to frighten the chiefs 
 into joining him. 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 Immediately upon the receipt of this information, Gov. Har- 
 rison sent two confidential agents to Tippecanoe to discover the 
 designs of the Prophet. Kindly received by Elskwatawa, the 
 following conversation ensued : 
 
 The governor/' said the agent, Mr. Dubois, has seen that 
 the Indians are unfriendly to the Americans, and that they are 
 combining for a purpose that he does not know. Why does Elsk- 
 watawa hate the United States, the people of his great father at 
 Washington ? Why has he gathered so many warriors together, 
 and armed them with new rifles? The Long-Knives are not in 
 the dark ; they can see what he has been doing, and their war- 
 riors are arming themselves and getting ready to fight, both here 
 and in Kentucky. But they do not wish to fight, unless the In- 
 dians compel them to do so ; all this is for defense, and Elskwa- 
 tawa and his people will live in peace as long as they do not plot 
 mischief to the white man/' 
 
 " The Great Spirit has fixed the spot for the Indian to kindle 
 his camp-fire, and he dare not go to any other. Elskwatawa's 
 and his brother Tecumseh's must be on the banks of the Tippe- 
 canoe, or the Great Spirit would be angry with them. Evil birds 
 have carried false news to my father, the governor. Let him 
 not believe that Elskwatawa the Prophet wishes to make war up- 
 on him and his people; let him not listen to the evil birds that 
 carry false news.'' 
 
 How has the great father at Washington injured your peo- 
 ple ? Say how it has been done, and you will be righted." 
 
 The Indians have been cheated out of their lands ; the white 
 men have bought from the chiefs of the towns, who had no right 
 to sell. Only the whole tiibe can sell lands." 
 
 Mr. Dubois told him that he ought to go to Vincennes and pre- 
 sent his complaints to the governor, but this he refused to do, al- 
 leging that he had been badly treated on the former visit. The 
 agent, after a little more talk, of small interest, went back to re- 
 port to the governor. Soon after this visit, four canoes, filled 
 with the Prophet's followers, descended the Wabash ; these In- 
 dians, stopping at a settlement a little above Vincennes, attend- 
 ed a Shaker meeting bn Sunday, behaving with great propriety 
 while there, b-ut winding up their Sabbath by stealing five horses, 
 
 A second messenger to the Prophet was less kindly received 
 than Mr. Dubois had been. Conducted into the presence of Elsk- 
 watawa and his principal men^ he was left istanding at a distance 
 
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 GENERAL WILLI/ HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 of about ten feet from where they were sitting. The Prophet 
 looked at him for a few moments without speaking, and appar- 
 ently without recognizing him. At last, in a tone expressive of 
 anger and scorn, he said : 
 
 Why do you come here? Brouilette was here; he was a spy. 
 Dubois was here; he was a spy. ^Tow you have come; you are a 
 spy. There is your grave. 
 
 From a lodge near by issued the majestic form of Tecumseh, 
 who said, in a cold and haughty tone : 
 
 " Your life is in no danger. Say why you have come among us.'* 
 
 The messenger, in reply, read a letter from Gov. Harrison, urg- 
 ing upon them the necessity of submitting to the government. 
 
 ^^I know your warriors are brave,'' ho said, ^^but ours are not 
 less so. What can a few brave w^arriors do against the innumer- 
 a,ble warriors of the Seventeen Fires? Our blue-coats are more 
 numerous than you can count; our hunters are like the leaves 
 Df the forest, or the grains of sand on the Wabash. Do not think 
 that the red-coats can protect you; they are not able to protect 
 themselves. They do not think of going to w ar with us. If they 
 did, you would in a few moons see our flag wave over all the forts 
 of Canada. What reason have you to complain of the Seventeen 
 Fires? Have they taken anything from you? Have they ever 
 riolated the treaties made with the red men ? You say they have 
 purchased lands from those who had no right to sell them. Show 
 that this is so and the land will be instantly restored. Show us 
 the rightful owners. I have full power to arrange this business; 
 but if you would rather carry your complaints before your great 
 father at Washington, you shall be indulged." 
 
 Pleased with the governor's speech, Tecumseh said that he 
 would now go to Vincennes and show the governor that he had 
 been listening to bad men when he was told that the Indians 
 wished to make war. He had never been to see the governor, 
 but remembered him as a very young man riding beside Gen. 
 Wayne. Thirty of his principal men, he said, would attend him, 
 but the party would probably be larger, as many of the young 
 men would wish to go. ^Notwithstanding the request which ths 
 governor made, on hearing this, that but a few should come, four 
 hundred descended the Wabash on the twelfth of August. Paint- 
 ed in the most terrific manner, they were well prepared for war 
 in case of an attack. 
 
 Governor Harrison had made arrangementL for holding the 
 
GENERAL WILLI \M HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 153 
 
 council on the portico of his own house, and here, attended by 
 civil and military officers, a small guard of soldiers, and many 
 of the citizens of Vincennes, he awaited the arrival of Tecumseh. 
 It was the fifteenth of August, 1810. At the hour appointed for 
 the council, Tecumseh, attended by about forty of his warriors, 
 made his appearance, with much dancing and various curious 
 incantations by the Prophet. Advancing within thirty or forty 
 yards of the house, the chief suddenly halted, as if awaiting 
 isome movement on the part of the governor. An interpreter 
 
 TECUMSEH. 
 
 was sent to invite him and his followers to the portico, but 
 Tecumseh declined this invitation, saying that he thought a 
 grove nearby, to which he pointed as he spoke, was a more sui- 
 table place. The governor objected that there were no seats 
 there. Tecumseh replied that the Indians, children of the earth, 
 loved to repose upon the bosom of their mother, and the governor 
 yielding the point, seats were placed for the white men and the 
 .Indians lay upon the grass. 
 
 Tecumseh opened the council by saying that he was determin- 
 ed to resist every cession of land unless made by all the tribes 
 acting in concert; that while he had no intention of making war 
 upon the Uniffeli States, it was his unalterable resolution to take 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 155 
 
 a stand, and resolutely oppose the further intrusion of the whites 
 upon the Indian lands. He concluded with a brief but passionate 
 recital of the wrongs that his people had suiFered at the hands ot 
 the white men for the last fifty years ; a story that powerfully 
 appealed to the passions of his followers. The governor replied 
 in pac fic terms to this address, and sat down while his speech, in 
 turn, was being translated to the Indians. But the interpreter 
 had ot proceeded far when Tecumseh sprang to his feet, and 
 with . fiery eloquence that made itself manifest in look and ges- 
 ture, iS well as in words, addressed the council. Ignorant of the 
 Shawnee tongue, Gov. Harrison supposed that he was making 
 some explanation, or advancing some argument in support of 
 what had been^aid ; but others warned him. Winnemac, a friend- 
 ly Indian, who lay on the grass beside him, busied himself in re- 
 newing the priming of his pistol, concealing both weapon and 
 action from the Indians, but evidently desirous of the governor's 
 notice. Gen. Gibson, who understood the Shawnee language, 
 said to Lieutenant Jennings : 
 
 "Those fellows intend mischief; you had better bring up the 
 guaid.^' 
 
 At that moment, the followers of Tecumseh sprang from the 
 grass, seizing their tomahawks and w^i'-clubs, and turning their 
 eyes upon the governor. Hastily drawing his sword, Harrison 
 stood on the defensive, his attendant citizens arming themselves 
 with clubs and brickbats, the few soldiers being of course better 
 prepared. Not a word was spoken on either side, until, as the 
 guard came up, ready to fire, the governor ordered them not to 
 do so. Turning to the interpreter for information, he was told 
 that Tecumseh had interrupted him, declaring that all that the 
 governor had said was false, and that he and the Seventeen Fires 
 had cheated and imposed upon the Indians. Gov. Harrison se- 
 verely reproved Tecumseh, saying that he would hold no further 
 communication with him ; that he must immediately leave Vin- 
 cennes; he had come under the protection of a council fire, and 
 therefore might return in safety. 
 
 There being now no doubt of the purposes of the two brothers, 
 Gov. Harrison proceeded to prepare for the contest by calling 
 out the militia and making a judicious disposition of the regular 
 troops. But it was more than a year after befbre hostilities actu- 
 ally began. Tecumseh was still engaged in the effort to strength- 
 en his cause by adding other tribes tx> the league, and in the sum- 
 
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 OEI^ERaL WILLIAVI HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 mer of 1811 proceeded to the south, 5n order, as was believed, 
 to secure the assistance of the Creeks. Gov. Harrison was 
 awaiting reinforcements ; tb^se having arrived, he set out towards 
 Tippecanoe, to break up, if necessary, the rendezvous of the 
 Prophet. On the Wabash, sixty or sixty-five miles above Vin- 
 cennes, he erected a fort, which, by the request of the sol liers, 
 he called Fort Harrison. Friendly Indians brought accounts which 
 left no doubt that he had acted wisely in leading this exped tion 
 into the enemy'^ country, and one of hi^ sentinels was severely 
 wounded by a straggling party of Indians. 
 
 Advancing still farther, at the mouth of the Yermillion Eiver 
 he built a block-house to protect his boats and heavy baggage, 
 and proceeded thence to the immediate vicinity of the Prophet's 
 -town. He was desirous of attacking this as soon as possible, be-* 
 cause he knew that Tecumseh might return any day, although but 
 one-fourth of the year had expired that he had fixed as the pe- 
 riod of his absence. At this point he was met by ambassadors, 
 who, at his request, on his assurance that he had no hostile in- 
 tentions, if the Indians would keep to the treaties, showed him a 
 suitable place for a camp. He found the place admirably adapt- 
 ed for regular troops who were to be opposed to enemies fight- 
 ing in the same way, but affording^great facilities for the guarded 
 approach of savages. A truce had been agreed on, to last until 
 the next morning, and trusting partly to this, partly to vigilance, 
 he made his pi v^parations for the night. 
 
 It was a piece of dry oak land, rising about ten feet above the 
 level of a marshy prairie that stretched towards the Indian 
 town, and nearly twice that height above a similar prairie on 
 the other side, across which sluggishly flowed a small stream, 
 its course marked by willows and brush-wood. Towards the left, 
 this peninsula of high land widened considerably, but narrowed 
 rapidly to the right, where, about one hundred and fifty yards 
 from the right flank of the little army, it came to an abrupt 
 termination. ."5ere about seven hundred men were disposed on 
 the night of Nc v. 6, 1811 ; the order of encampment was the or- 
 der of battle, each man sleeping opposite his post in the line. 
 Notwithstanding the truce, an attack was fully expected, nor 
 was the commander disappointed. 
 
 Tecumseh had left absolute orders that war was to be avoided 
 during his absence, but the Prophet was not disposed to obey 
 fiuoh directions under the presentcircumstances. He had jealous- 
 
167 
 
 ly watched the decline of his own power and the rise of his bro- 
 
 ther's, and perhaps wished to re-establish himself, by a victory 
 over the common enemy, in the esteem of his people. Perhaps 
 he was urged too strongly by the chiefs around him. We cannot 
 now tell what motives actuated him. Surrounded by impetuous 
 warriors, the flower of the Winnebago braves, worked up to 
 the highest pitch of fanatical zeal, more fierce and cruel than ever 
 Indians had been before, and in no way inferior to Gov. Harri- 
 son's force, is it any wonder that Tecumseh was disobeyed ? 
 
 Early in the evening the Indians held a council and settled up- 
 on a plan. The chiefs were to meet the whites in council the 
 next day, and agree to all of Harrison's proposals ; retiring then 
 to where their warriors were stationed. Two Indians were to 
 remain behind and assassinate the governor. After that, the 
 general battle would begin, as the attack upon the governoi 
 would be the signal for his troops to fight. At the very summil 
 of his importance, Elskwatawa boasted loudly of his power over 
 life and death; concocting some strange preparation and saying 
 outlandish incantations over it, he poured it in equal quantities 
 upon two small boughs from a neighboring tree, and then inform- 
 ed the warriors that one half of Harrison's army was dead, and 
 the other half crazy, so that it wouM be a small matter for the In- 
 dians to finish the work of destruction with their tomahawks. 
 
 The night was dark and cloudy, a drizzling rain setting in 
 about midnight. Perhaps it was the weather that made them 
 change their plan, since such a night was admirably suited to the 
 second which they adopted ; certain it is that before four o'clock 
 on the morning of the seventh, the Pfophet's whole force was 
 creeping silently through the long, wet grass, upon the sentinels 
 of the American camp. 
 
 It was Gov. Harrison's custom to awake the troops an hour be- 
 fore daybreak, the whole force remaining under arms until the 
 sun rose. A little after four he rose, and was pulling on his boots 
 before the fire, conversing with some of his ofiicers — in two min- 
 utes the signal for calling out the men would have been given,^ — 
 when suddenly a single shot was fired, followed by that wild 
 yell which was the night-mare of all who slept in the Indian 
 country. The shot had been fired by a sentinel as he discovered 
 an Indian creeping up to the camp ; the yell was but-the prelude 
 to a thousand others. 
 
 The guard gave way at the point of attack, but the men who 
 
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 GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 had been sleeping on their arms were immediately prepared to 
 receive the Indians bravely ; though the suddenness of the attack 
 might have created a panic among veterans, and only one man 
 in twenty there had ever been under fire before. The camp-fires 
 were put out, that their light might not assist the Indians, and in 
 the terrible darkness the battle raged on all sides. Elskwatawa 
 had prophesied that the American bullets would rebound from 
 the bodies of the Indians, and that while all would be thick dark- 
 ness to their enemies, they would be enabled to see clearly. Foi 
 some reason, however, he did not personally try the truth of 
 his prophecies by engaging in the fight; unwilling " to attest at 
 once the rival powers of a sham prophecy and a real American 
 bullet stationing himself on a small hill near at hr.nd, he chant- 
 ed a war-song, presiding, like the evil genius of the Indians, over 
 the battle in the darkness. To the messengers that came to tell 
 him that, despite his assurances, his followers were falling, he 
 said : ^ 
 
 " Tell them to keep on fighting, and it will be as the Prophet 
 has said.'' 
 
 With a determined courage that was rare with them, the In. 
 dians fought openly, charging bravely upon the bayonets, and 
 quite abandoning their usual practice. The battle lasted until a 
 little after daylight, one last furious charge of the soldiery put 
 ting the Indians to flight. Less than a mon th after this great bat 
 tie, Harrison wrote that the frontiers had never enjoyed more 
 perfect repose. Tippecanoe was the name which, in commemora- 
 tion of this victory, was long bestowed upon the successful lead- 
 er, whose great military talents were soon after officially recog- 
 nized by his appointment to the position of commander-in-chief 
 over all the forces in the west and northwest. 
 
 Nor was the victory due mainly to the subordinate officers and 
 the soldiefs. It was the example and precepts of their general 
 j that urged them onward to victory. From side to side of the 
 ^ camp he rode, here leading a charge in person, here directing an 
 officer how to give support to the side attacked, here stopping 
 to reprove the cowardice of a French ensign who sheltered him- 
 self behind a tree, and who complained bitterly of the injury 
 done him in supposing he was cowardly in getting there. 
 
 " I vas not behind de tree, de tree vas before me. Dere vas de 
 tree, here va^ my position ; how can I help ? I cannot move de 
 tree, I cannot ler,f my position.'' 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON, 
 
 159 
 
 Gov. Harrison was in no slight danger, as the Indians had de- 
 termined to kill him, if possible. Intending to ride a white mare^ 
 his usual steed, an accident compelled him to use another ; a most 
 fortunate circumstance for him, for the Indians made a special 
 mark of an aid mounted upon a white horse, and he was killed 
 very early in the engagement. But although the brim of his hat 
 was perforated, and his hair grazed by a ball, the governor es- 
 caped unhurt. 
 
 The whole day was spent in fortifying the angles of the camp 
 and caring for the wounded. The next morning a strong party 
 was sent out to reconnoiter the Prophet's town, which was found 
 deserted by all but a chief with a broken leg. There was a great 
 quantity of corn, which proved very acceptable, since on the pre- 
 ceding day they had had no food but horse-flesh. The town had 
 been abandoned in the utmost haste. Having dressed the wound 
 of the chief and provided sufficient food to last him for several 
 days, they told him to say to the Indians that those who should 
 leave the Prophet and return to their own tribes should be forgiv- 
 en ; then destroyed the brass kettles, took with them the corn, the 
 fowls and the hogs, and burned the town. 
 
 The Prophet's influence was gone forever, and in Tecumseh'g 
 absence there was no one to rally the scattered savages. The 
 chief returned in a few days, to find the confederacy seemingly 
 crushed at the first blow ; his town destroyed, his followers scat- 
 tered, the Prophet in disgrace. Not all the cunning of Elskwat^ 
 awa could shield him from the just anger of his great brother. Se«« 
 vere were the reproaches, utterly disregarded the trivial excuses 
 for having disobeyed the positive command to keep the peace; 
 Tecumseh, doubly exasperated by the disobedience and by the 
 attempt to excuse it, seized the Prophet by the hair and gave 
 him a good shaking. When we think how he had used his influ- 
 ence over the Indians for their destruction, we cannot help re- 
 gretting that Tecumseh administered no greater punishment. The 
 Prophet's power was indeed gone forever. 
 
 " You are a liar," said a "Winnebago warrior to him whom they 
 had but lately revered as a messenger from the Great Spirit; '*^for 
 you told us that the white people were dead or crazy, when they 
 were all in their senses and fought like the devil.^' 
 
 The Prophet replied, in a tone strangely different from that 
 ^v^hich he was accustomed to use, that there had been some mis* 
 take in the compounding of his decoction. The enraged Indians 
 
160 
 
 GENERAI WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 bound him, and threatened him with the death to which he hftS 
 condemned so many on the charge of witchcraft, but finally re- 
 leased him without inflicting any punishment. To prove theii 
 good intentions towards the whites, however, they told many 
 long stories of what they were going to do to him; there being 
 as much truth in their threats as in his pretensions to superna- 
 tural power. 
 
 But Tecumseh did not despair. His own immediate adherents 
 were dispersed among the various tribes, his headquarters had 
 been destroyed, and that spiritual influence which his brother 
 possessed was entirely gone ; but the tribes far and near acknowl- 
 edged his fitness to be a leader, and many of them were still wil- 
 ling to listen to his plans. He continued his work thei, still hop- 
 ing to be chief of a confederacy great as that ^f the Seventeen 
 Pires. 
 
 The Indian depredations continuing to alarm the frontiers 
 through the spring of 1812, Gov. Harrison endeavored to induce 
 the friendly tribes to drive off the Prophet and other disaffected 
 Indians, but was for a while only partially successful. In June, 
 Tecumseh, angered by being refused ammunition at Fort Wayne, 
 went to Maiden, allying himself with the English who were then 
 in possession there, and w^ho had, just before his arrival, heard of 
 the declaration of war between the two countries. Engaging 
 actively in the cause of the British, he sent the Prophet, who had 
 regained something of his brother's confidence, to Fort Wayne 
 to assure the agent that he was friendly to the Americans ; but 
 his hostility soon became well known by the part that he took in 
 more than one engagement, and about August of the same yeai 
 he was made a brigadier-general in the "British army. 
 
 When, in September, 1812, Gov. Haralson received the military 
 appointment already mentioned, his main object was to recap- 
 ture the Michigan territory and its dependencies, which Gen. 
 Hull had allowed to fall into the hands of the British. In order 
 to do this, and secure communication with the United States, if 
 would be necessary for him first to take Maiden, and then to 
 drive the Indians from the west bank of the Detroit. Having 
 done this, he would march upon Upper Canada and eonquerthat. 
 But delays of reinforcements prevented his moving as rapidly as 
 possible, and he passed the winter in Fort Meigs, built for thd 
 purpose. 
 
 Late in April of the following year (1813), a large force of Brit- 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 IGl 
 
 ish and Indians, under the command of Gen. Proctor and Tecum- 
 seh, appeared before the fort and began to erect their batteries. 
 By crder of Gen. Harrison, the Amwican troops threw up a re- 
 doubt twelve feet high, behind which they retired, and against 
 which the ammunition of his majesty was wasted. The siege 
 continued eleven days, during which the Americans met with se- 
 Yeroloss on the part of a scouting troop; but this was thought in- 
 su'Mcient success by the British commander, and he returned to 
 Maiden. The same officers returned to the siege two months 
 later, but again gave up the work. 
 
 Perry's victory on Lake Erie made the British general less ag- 
 gressive, and in September he abandoned Maiden, intending to 
 make his way to the heart of Canada by the valley of the Thames. 
 Harrison having received all his expected reinforcements, fol- 
 lowed in hot pursuit, overtaking him on the fifth of October. At 
 every defeat that the English had suifered, the^ Indians had be- 
 come more and more dissatisfied, and at length began to hold 
 secret councils, of the proceedings in which they would tell Gen. 
 Proctor nothing. Tecumseh, especially, was jealous in the ex- 
 treme of his dignity, both as an Indian chief and as a British 
 general ; rarely speaking to English officers or agents in any but 
 the Shawnee tongue, although he knew English enough to carry 
 on any ordinary conversation. Nor would he brook what he con- 
 sidered an insult. At one time, while they were still at Maiden, 
 provisions became scarce, and while the English were supplied 
 with salt beef, the Indians were given horse-flesh. Tecumseh com * 
 plained to Gen. Proctor, ^vho seemed indiiferent to the remor- 
 strance. Touching first the hilt of the general's sword, then his 
 own tomahawk, he indicated a way of settling the difficulty, with 
 the y/ords : ^' You are Proctor ; I am Tecumseh.'^ 
 
 General Proctor gave orders that English and Indians should 
 have the same food. 
 
 As may be guessed, Tecumseh was a very difficult ally to man- 
 age. Constantly suspicious of the English, Gen. Proctor found 
 it necessary to deceive him as to the result of the naval battle, 
 and also as to the retreat from Maiden. Fearing his outspoken 
 disapproval, and dealing with him by a cringing and maneuver- 
 ing policy which the Indian readily saw for what it was, the Eng- 
 lishman only encouraged his ally to the greater insolence. When 
 the general first made known to the chief his determination to 
 proceed up the Thames, Tecumseh retorted in a speech of which 
 22 
 
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 aENERAL WILLIAM HSNRY HARRISON, 
 
 Proctor kept a copy, that others might realize the insults which 
 he was obliged to swallow. After telling how the Indians had 
 waited for the English to give the signal for war, he spoke of the 
 uncertain information that had been given them in regard to the 
 naval battle. 
 
 <^You always told us,'^ said he, with fierce emphasis, "that 
 you would never draw your foot off British ground ; but now, 
 father, we see you are drawing back, and we are sorry that our 
 father does so without seeing the enemy. We must compare our 
 father's conduct to that of a fat dog that carries its tail upon its 
 back, but when affrighted it drops it between its legs and runs 
 off. Father, listen ! The Americans have not yet defeated us by 
 land ; neither are we sure that they have done so by water ; wo 
 therefore wish to remain here and fight our enemy, should they 
 make their appearance. If they defeat us, we will then retreat 
 with our father.? 
 
 The advice of Tecumseh was not regarded, and the haughty 
 chief, curling his lip with scorn, threatened to leave the English 
 service. Only the protests of the Sioux and Chippewas kept him 
 faithful to his allies. Sadly he said to a young Indian compan- 
 ion, as they began the retreat : 
 
 " We are now going to follow the British, and I feel well as- 
 sured that we shall never return. ^' 
 
 On his retreat up the Thames, Gen. Proctor pronxised Tecum- 
 seh to give battle, first at this place, then at that ; evading always 
 the fulfillment of his promise until it was no longer possible. It 
 was only when arrived near the Moravian town, a village of con- 
 verted Delawares, that Tecumseh absolutely refused to retreat 
 any farther, and Gen. Proctor found he must prepare for battle. 
 
 Here, protected on the one hand by the river, on the other by 
 a marsh, the English and Indians arranged themselves in order 
 of battle, awaiting the American forces. After his warriors wore 
 posted, Tecumseh said to the chiefs w^ho surrounded him : 
 
 Brother warriors, we are now about to enter an engagement 
 from which I shall never come out — my body will remain on the 
 field of battle.'' 
 
 Unbuckling his sword, and handing it to one of them, he 
 charged him : 
 
 " When my son becomes a noted warrior and able to wield a 
 sword, give this to him." 
 
 Th() American infantry charged and broke through the English 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRllSON, 
 
 163 
 
 line, throwing it into complete disorder, and working such des- 
 truction that the battle at this point was soon over. Col. John- 
 son's mounted battalion rode bravely upon the other wing, where 
 there were more than a thousand warriors under Tecumseh's com- 
 mand ; but the Indians remained motionless until they could see 
 the flints in the Americans' guns. Then Tecumseh sprang for- 
 ward, with the Shawnee war-whoop, and fired — the signal for the 
 fight. The advance guard of the American force was nearly all 
 cut down by the first fire, and Col. Johnson himself severely 
 wounded. For seven or eight minutes the battle raged fiercely. 
 
 DEATH OF TECUMSEH. 
 
 Tecumseh cheering his men onw^ard. Over the prostrate body 
 of the American leader bent an Indian chief, ready with his 
 scalping-knife ; a pistol-shot and the savage fell dead. The Ameri- 
 cans did not recognize the tall form, clad simply in a buck-skin 
 suit, without any ornament but a medal, as that of their most 
 formidable Indian foe since the days of Pontiac; his warriors 
 knew only that he had fallen, by whose hand it little mattered, 
 and turning, fled to the surrounding marsh. 
 
 General Harrison could not be praised enough for this victory, 
 won, as was Tippecanoe, by his skill as a general and courage as 
 a leader. Congress gave to him and to his assistant, the aged 
 
164 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM HENRY HARRISON. 
 
 ex-Gov. Shelby of Kentucky, a vote of thanks ; accompanying it 
 by a gold medal presented to each. The General's success and 
 popularity, however, aroused the jealousy of the Secretary of 
 War, who gave instructions to inferior officers without having 
 consulted the commander-in-chief, and by similar means showed 
 his prejudice against the hero of the west. General Harrison 
 would have been lacking in due self-respect had he been content 
 to retain his position under the circumstances, and he promptly 
 resigned. His resignation was tendered and accepted during 
 President Madison's absence from the Capital ; and the Chief 
 Executive, who greatly regretted that he had not knowm of the 
 difficulty, gave him a fresh token of his confidence by appointing 
 him, in the summer of 1814, one of the commissioners to treaj 
 wiih the Indians at Greenville. Two years later, he was chosen 
 to represent Ohio in the national Congress, but had hardly taken 
 his seat when his conduct while in command of the northwestern 
 army was impugned. A committee of investigation was, by his 
 own request, appointed. Col. Johnson being the chairman. It ip 
 hardly necessary to say that the result was a triumphant vindi. 
 cation of the patriotism and ability of the slandered soldier, whc 
 had so illy deserved the aspersions. 
 
 It is not our purpose to follow every step of his future life : 
 here his military career ends, and the remainder need be only 
 briefly outlinedo A state senator of Ohio in 1819, five years later 
 he was chosen a presidential elector, casting his vote for Clay ; 
 elected to the United States Senate in the following year, in 1828 
 he was appointed minister plenipotentiary to the United States 
 of Columbia, then in the confusion so common to the Spanish- 
 American countries. One of the first acts of Gen. Jackson's ad- 
 ministration was to recall him, and with a sturdy independence 
 he descended from the high offices that he had held, to accept the 
 position of clerk of the Hamilton county court. Brought forward 
 in 1836 as a candidate for the presidency, the opposition to Van 
 Buren was not united in support of any one candidate, and the 
 devoted follower of Jackson was elected. Pour years later, the 
 Whigs had learned better, and the convention held at Harris- 
 burg, after three days' balloting, chose William Henry Harrison, 
 of Ohio, and John Tyler, of Virginia, as their candidates. 
 
 ^' Give Harrison a log-cabin and a barrel of hard cider, and he 
 will never leave Ohio to be President of the United States/' said 
 one of his political enemies. ^ 
 
GENERAL WILLI AjM HENRY HARRISON. ICS 
 
 The o-aying spread like wild-flre, and the log-cabin became thr 
 insignia of the Whigs, as their war cry was — 
 
 " Tippecanoe and Tyler, too, 
 And with them we'll beat little "Van." 
 
 Thus the memory of a victory achieved nearly thirty years be- 
 fore served to show the esteem in which he was still held by the 
 
 TECUMSEH RALLYING THE TRIBES. 
 
 people; and the name of the Prophet's town was coupled with 
 the cry of " Victory ! in the fall. 
 
 The story draws rapidly to a close. For the first time in its 
 history, the country was called upon to mourn the loss of its 
 Chief Magistrate, a month after his inauguration. Grief was gen- 
 eral and wide-spread. "Never since the time of Washington," 
 
166 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM hr.WRV HARRISON. 
 
 said the National Intelligencer, has one man so coneoiJtrated 
 upon himself the love and the confidence of the American peo- 
 ple." Unfortunately, even the child can remember the grief of 
 the nation on such an occasion ; there is no need to expatiate up- 
 on it, nor is there need to say more of the character or services 
 of him, whom the people that he defended appropriately and 
 •-^^^ctionately styled " Old Tippecanoe/' 
 
CHAPTER VIII. 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CEOCKETT. 
 
 EVEEY newspaper issued to-day chronicles the life of the na- 
 tion, as made up of innumerable individual lives ; but fifty 
 years ago each journal told of a few prominent individuals, leav- 
 ing to the reader the task of constructing a whole from these parts. 
 Hero worship is dying out of the newspapers and the political 
 party ; it is no longer enthusiasm for a soldier or a statesman, 
 but the policy of the party, or, perhaps, the machine,^^ which 
 controls elections. Such was not the case a half century ago; 
 then it was personal prejudice that defeated a candidate, or per- 
 sonal preference that elected him. Such were the days of Col. 
 David Crockett, the earliest of American humorists, whose quaint 
 sayings were household words — or equally venerable newspaper 
 paragraphs — before Mark Twain was born. 
 
 John Crockett, the father of David, was born in Ireland or on 
 the passage to this country. He was a soldier in the American 
 army during the whole period of the Eevolution. Either he was 
 married before the war began, or an opportune furlough enabled 
 him to woo and win Eebecca Hawkins, a native of Maryland; 
 for their fifth son, David, was born August 17, 1786. The fani- 
 iiv had lived for a time in North Carolina, but had, at some 
 time before this date, moved to Greene County, as it is now 
 called, in East Tennessee. This was then a wild and partly set- 
 tled country, where the Indians gave considerable trouble. Short- 
 ly after the removal of the Crockett family, the Creeks murder- 
 ed John Crockett's parents, wounded one son, and carried into 
 captivity another. This captive uncle of our hero remained 
 amon^ the Indians for nearly eighteen years ; the fact that he 
 was a deaf mute rendering it diJfficult for him to escape. He was 
 finally recognized and purchased by two of his brothers. 
 
 Such was their poverty, and so far in the wilderness was their 
 home, that John Crockett and his wife could not give their chil- 
 
168 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 dren any tuition at school for a long time ; to this lack of school- 
 ing is probably due that dislike and contempt of the most famous 
 of them for " this way of spelling contrary to nature/' Each of 
 them probably acquired a goodly share of shrewd common sense 
 by the part which he was obliged to take in active life. 
 
 John Crockett seems to have been one of those unfortunate 
 men whose business ventures always fail. ^'A rolling stone gath- 
 ers no moss/' and in seven or eight years from the time of his 
 son David's birth, he had moved, changing his business with each 
 removal, no less than three times. The last time, he settled in 
 Jeferson County, and opened a small tavern on the road between 
 Abingdon and Knoxville. The accommodations were of the 
 kind best appreciated by the wagoners who were continually go- 
 ing to and fro between these places. The tavern was on such a 
 small scale that David had almost entire charge of the horses 
 belonging to the guests; a task that at times was arduous, but 
 to which he soon looked back longingly. 
 
 There came to the little tavern one evening a Dutchman, nam- 
 ed Jacob Siler, who said that he was moving from i^^noxville to 
 Eockbridge, "Virginia, about four hundred miles off. He wanted 
 some one to help him with the cattle that he had with him, and 
 John Crockett hired his twelve year old son to go with this stran- 
 ger that long distance on foot. David was very kindly treated 
 by his master, who professed himself very much pleased with the 
 services of his young assistant; but so strong was the boy's at- 
 tachment to his home that he never once lost sight of the idea of 
 returning. In order, however, that this hope might ever be re- 
 alized, he was obliged to conceal it. 
 
 After what seemed an age to the impatience of youth, but which 
 was really four or five weeks, he espied, while playing with some 
 companions near the road, three wagoners who had often stop- 
 ped at his father's tavern. He told them his pitiful tale of home- 
 •^ickness, and they said that they would stop at a tavern seven 
 TT.iles from there that night, and leave at dawn the next morn- 
 ing ; that if he would be at that place before day, they would 
 take him along with them, and defend him if his master pur- 
 sued. Between his anxiety to be at home, and his dr^d of 
 pursuit, the boy slept but little, and arose three hours before day- 
 break. When he started, the snow was about eight inches deep, 
 and still felling ; no moon shone, and an opening through the 
 timber was the only road. Cheered by the thought that it was 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 169 
 
 the way home^ and anxious lest he should be too late to overtake 
 the wagoners, the little hero plodded on, the snow, in the latter 
 part of his journey, being up to his knees; and arrived about an 
 hour before day-lighto He was at first fearful of pursuit, but 
 the drifting snow had obliterated all trace of his foot-prints. 
 
 He journeyed on in company with the wagoners, until they 
 reached a house on Eoanoke, where he left them, intending to 
 pursue the rest of the way on foot, as he would thus arrive at 
 home much sooner. Meeting with a strange gentleman who in- 
 vited him to ride upon a led horse, he accepted the olfer, and they 
 continued together until they reached a point fifteen miles 
 from the little tavern, where the road diverged. Although the 
 name of this stranger did not linger long in the boy^s memory, 
 the kindness was never forgotten, but was mentioned nearly fifty 
 years after with gratitude. 
 
 He lived at home until the next fall, when his father sent the 
 boys to a school recently opened in the neighborhood by a cer- 
 tain Benjamin KitcheUo But his attendance here was not of long 
 duration. Having had, on the fourth day, a falling out with one 
 of the larger bo^'S, David, who was just getting a good grip on 
 the alphabet, slipped out while the more advanced pupils were 
 spelling, and hid himself in the bushes by the roadside. As soon 
 as school was over, and the other boy came along the road, young 
 Crockett sprang upon him like a wild-cat, and soon made him cry 
 for quarter. But the victor felt himself not invincible by the super- 
 ior strength of the schoolmaster, and decided to forego learning 
 for a time. This was a resolution not to be announced at home, 
 however; so, having persuaded his brothers to keep his secret, 
 they, as usual, left the house together the next morning, as if all 
 were going to school ; but David left them as soon as they were 
 out of sight of the house, and spending the day in the woods, re- 
 turned with them in the afternoono 
 
 For a few days the plan worked admirably, but soon the school- 
 master sent a note of inquiry to David^s parents. The father had 
 been drinking just enough to make him cross. In answer to his 
 questions the boy told the whole story, saying that he knew that 
 " Kitchen would cook him up to a cracklin^ in no time.'^ He was 
 soon aware, however, that he would not meet with any support 
 at home, for his father said : 
 
 I'll whip you a Harnal sight worse'n the master if vou don't 
 istart otf to school right now/' 
 
170 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 The boy tried hard to beg off, but vainly. Seeing his father 
 cut a stout hickory, he judged it was about time to put a little 
 greater distance between them; off he ran, not towards the school- 
 house, chased hotly by the irate old man 3 but he succeeded in 
 giving the slip to the hickory rod, and did not return home for 
 nearly three years. Often, he says, did he wish to be at home 
 again, but the dread of Schoolmaster Kitchen and his father's big 
 hickory kept him away. Going back, he was not recognized for 
 some time, nor did he make himself known. They had given him 
 up as dead, and when his sister, startled by some familiar gesture 
 or smile, proclaimed that the lost was found, such was the joy of 
 all that he would rather have submitted to a hundred whippings 
 than have remained away longer. 
 
 The whole of the ensuing year was spent in working out two 
 debts of his father's, the entire sum being seventy-six dollars. 
 The second term of this service was with an honest old Quaker, 
 John Kennedy, for whom he continued to work after the expira- 
 tion K)f the fixed time, in order to provide himself with clothes. 
 During this service, a pretty niece of the old Quaker's came to 
 visit him, and young Crockett fell violently in love. The warmth 
 of his affection was equalled only by his bashfulness, but at last 
 he screwed his courage to the sticking-place," and, with the 
 usual threats of dying of grief if his love were not returned, he 
 laid bare his heart to the lady. It was in vain, however, for she 
 told him that she was engaged to her cousin, young Kennedy, 
 and Davy reconsidered the idea of going into a decline, deciding 
 that, as his troubles probably came from the lack of learning, he 
 had better go to school. 
 
 For six months, then, he attended a school kept by John Ken- 
 nedy's married son, working two days in the week to pay for his 
 tuition the other four, and for his board. Having learned to read 
 a little in the primer, to write his own name, and gotten as far as 
 the multiplication table, he decided that he could not possibly do 
 without a wife any longer, and quitting school, immediately set 
 about providing himself. An old playmate was his choice, and 
 after some evasion and delay, she accepted his offer, and a day 
 was set for the wedding, the bridegroom-elect being about eigh- 
 teen. 
 
 He had purchased a rifle, and was frequently a competitor in 
 the shooting-matches for beef. One Saturday he set out to one of 
 these gatherings, intending to go on towards the lady's home af- 
 
jOLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 i71 
 
 terwards. In fact, he had some important business there, as they 
 wore to be married the next Saturday, and he had not yet asked 
 the consent of her parents. Of his success in this direction, how- 
 ever, he had not the sJightest doubt, and his good opinion of him- 
 self was not lessened by the fact that he won nearly the whole 
 beef by his skill witL the rifle. Disposing of his prize for five 
 dollars, he walked OLward, stopping on the way at the house of. 
 his sweetheart's uncle. Here he found her sister, who, with con- 
 
 e was being deceived ; that his 
 promised bride would marry 
 some one else the next day; 
 but that, although the success- 
 ful rival had asked for the lady 
 and had secured the license, 
 her parents^ she knew, would 
 much prefer David, and if he 
 would only go onward to her 
 father's house, he might yet 
 break off the match. David de - 
 clined to do so, however, not 
 wishing, perhaps, to force him- 
 self upon her. 
 
 Once again he was disconso- 
 late, and might have remained 
 so a longer time, if a girl whom 
 he describes as so ugly that 
 it hurt one's eyes to look at 
 her had not taken pity on him, 
 and introduced him at a reap- 
 ing to a pretty little Irish girl, with whom,' of course, h was 
 soon in love as deeply as ever. To make a long story short, 
 they were married, in spite of the opposition of her mother. 
 Finding that no one else objected, the mother-in-law at last re- 
 lented, and gave them two cows and calves towards settling in 
 life; they rented a cabin and a little ground; John Kennedy 
 gave them an order on a store for fifteen dollars' worth of 
 household goods ; '^Adam delved and Eve spun,'' and by dint of 
 hard work they made a living for themselves and the two sons 
 born to them soon. But renting ground was poor policy ; so in 
 1809 they removed across the mountains to Lincoln county, 
 where game was still plentiful^ and where he laid the foundatioB 
 
 siderable regret, told him that h 
 
 DAYID CROCKETT. 
 
172 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 of his fame as a huntePc After a two years^ residence here, they 
 moved again, this time to Franklin County. 
 
 In 1813, the Creek Indians, living in Alabama and Greorgia, 
 being incited to hostilities by the British and Spanish, surprised 
 Fort Mimms, forty miles north of Mobile, and massacred the 
 garrison, numbering about three hundred persons. There was 
 no mistaking the meaning of this ; the Creeks felt themselves 
 strong enough to drive the whites out of the country. A call for 
 volunteers speedily followed, and the hunter felt the wild passion 
 that leads a man to the field of battle raging in his breast. His 
 wife would have persuaded him to remain with her and their 
 boys, but he answered : 
 
 If every man waits until his wife tells him to go to war, we 
 will all stay here and be murdered in our own homes. 
 
 To this argument she had no reply, and when the muster was 
 held at Winchester a few days later, her husband was the second 
 or third man who stepped forward to enlist. Thirteen hundred 
 mounted volunteers joined Gen. Jackson's command, being en- 
 rolled for sixty days. At the end of two months, however, the 
 war was by no means over, and many of them re-enlisted. Crock- 
 ett distinguished himself, not only as a scout and a spy, but as a 
 brave man in open battle. His skill in hunting proved of mat- 
 erial assistance to his comrades, for open-hearted as he was, when 
 he had anything to share, no one around him lacked. 
 
 Shortly after, he met with the misfortune of the death of his 
 wife. Left with three children, the youngest a mere baby, he at 
 first committed them to the care of his brother's wife; but how- 
 ever good, it was not a mother's, and he undertook to supply the 
 deficiency in another way. A widow of one of his comrades 
 lived near by, and to her he suggested a union of their two fami- 
 lies. Her two children were as small as his, and each seems to 
 have adopted the other's quite cheerfully. 
 
 The succeeding years were filled with events of comparatively 
 slight importance. Crockett continued to increase in popularity, 
 the elements of which lay in his readiness to share with all com- 
 ers, his perpetual good humor, his fund of anecdote, and, when 
 this failed him, his capacity for ready invention ; above all, by 
 his instant recognition of the merest chance acquaintance. There 
 is nothing which gives a man so favorable an impression of an- 
 other as that ability of the other to call him by name without 
 hesitation. We are well-disposed towards those whom we impress. 
 
COLONEL DAVll) CROCKETT. 
 
 173 
 
 Eemoving to Laurens county, he found there a most primitive 
 state of society. Thinking that some sort of restraint would be 
 necessary, the men of the community met to elect magistrates 
 and constables. The election took place in due form, Crockett 
 being made magistrate; but they omitted the making of laws, 
 leaving that entirely to the discretion of their chosen officials. 
 The law as thus administered was somewhat informal, as may be 
 imagined. Justice Crockett's warrants were in what he called 
 ^^verbal writing that is, he would say to his constable, when any 
 ©newas noted as an offender: 
 
 ^' Catch that fellow and bring him here.^^ 
 
 Justice and constable considered this sufficient; and it is to be 
 supposed that the criminal did, too, for he usually allowed him- 
 self to be brought. The Assembly added their settlement to those 
 in Giles county, and decreed that the justices must make out their 
 warrants in real writing,^' and keep written records. These 
 were hard lines to one who could hardly write his own name, but 
 by dint of perseverance he succeeded in learning to write 
 more easily, and to keep his records without much difficulty. 
 Then, too, he was ably seconded by his constable, whom he em- 
 powered to fill out warrants when he thought it necessary, with- 
 out reference to his chief. But the judgments he delivered were 
 never appealed from, for all the irregularity that there may have 
 been in getting at them ; since they were formed on common- 
 sense, justice and honesty. 
 
 One honor led to another, for so did his offiee of magistrate 
 raise him in his own opinion, that he was a willing candidate for 
 their positions. A short time before a certain military election, 
 he was urged by a Capt. Matthews to run for major of a regiment; 
 he at first refused, saying that he had had enough of military 
 life; but so strong became the persuasions of Matthews, who said 
 that he intended to offer for colonel, and would do everything in 
 his power to advance his friend, that Crockett yielded. Finding, 
 however, that in spite of these protestations of friendship and of- 
 fers of assistance, Matthews' son intended to run for the post of 
 major, our hero's usual good nature failed him, and thinking that, 
 if he had to contend with the family, it might as well be with the 
 head of it, he concluded that he would prefer to be colonel. When 
 the election was over, he had the satisfaction of finding that both 
 of the Matthews were badly beaten, and he was Colonel Crockett. 
 
 At the next election he became a candidate for the State Leg- 
 
174 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 islature. Electioneering was a new business to him, and he felt 
 somewhat doubtful as to his success, knowing but little, if any. 
 thing, about ^' government/' Like many another man, though, 
 while not claiming to know more than he did, he did not tell ex- 
 actly how much he did not know; the result was that nobody 
 thought anything about it, being satisfied that a man who could 
 
 CROCKETT ON" THE STUMP. 
 
 make such entertaining speeches, tell sucR capital stories, and 
 then lead the way to a neighboring bar, was the man to represent 
 them. But Col. Crockett was not satisfied with himself; he was 
 anxious to know as much about government as any other repre* 
 sentative of the people. Arrived at the capital and duly recog- 
 nized, he found his brother legislators continually introducing 
 bills, and became possessed with the idea that he must do tho 
 flame* A friend drafted one for him^i and he arose and confidentllT 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 175 
 
 presented it to the consideration of the house. A member who 
 opposed it alluded to Col. Crockett in a disparaging way j but if 
 ever a man regretted lack of courtesy towards an opponent, this 
 one did 3 for thus called upon to answer, the mighty hunter pour-- 
 ed forth such a flood of backwoods eloquence that the whole as- 
 sembly roared with laughter; he ended by comparing this op- 
 ponent to " an old coon dog barking up the wrong tree." 
 
 Before his election, he had built a large grist-mill, with pow- 
 der-mill and distillery near by; the buildings for these three 
 purposes costing about three thousand dollars. This was more 
 than he had, but he trusted to the profits of his business to ena- 
 ble him to pay off the debt thus contracted. During his absence 
 at the capital, however, a freshet swept away the buildings, and 
 he was ruined. On his return, his wife, much to his pleasure, said 
 to him : 
 
 Just pay up, as long as you have' a bit's worth in the world ^ 
 then everybody will be satisfied and we will scuffle for more.'' 
 
 Taking this advice, he disposed of the negroes that he ow^^ed. 
 and everything else available for the purpose, and prepare 
 go still farther west. His new location was near or in that part 
 of the country known as the Shakes," from the frequent, though 
 light shocks felt there after the New Madrid earthquake of 1812, 
 He was accompanied only by his eldest son, still a boy, and a 
 young man. Building a cabin and clearing a small space, he pul 
 in a crop of corn, and while it was growing indulged in his fav- 
 orite sport of hunting. Betsy," as he called his old, roughly- 
 fashioned rifle, was the companion of many a long day spent in 
 the woods ; Betsy never told him a lie, but always sent a ball 
 just where he told her; Betsy killed six deer in one day in that 
 game abounding country; and during that spring as many as ten 
 bears fell before her. A called session of the Legislature sum- 
 moned him soon after he got in his crop, and on his return he 
 brought his family to his new home. The latter part of October, 
 1822, saw the little family, with two hea.vily laden pack-horses,^ 
 traveling yet farther into the far "West;" in front of this little 
 party, humming a song, walked a cheerful, light-hearted woods- 
 man, carrying a child on one arm and a rifle with the other, and 
 followed by half a dozen dogs. 
 
 For two months things went on well at that little cabin in the 
 woods, seven miles from the nearest house, and fifteen miles front 
 tho next nearest neighboa^* ^^Betsjr" kept them supplied with aii^ 
 
176 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 abundance meat; but at last, near ChristmaSj there was dan^ 
 ger of starvation, for the stock of powder gave out. "Not only 
 did it mean no more game, but no Christmas guns could be fired. 
 Col. Crockett knew that a keg of powder had been left at his 
 brother-in-law's house for him, on the opposite side of a stream 
 called Eutherford's Fork, and determined to get it. Unusually 
 heavy rains had swollen the little river so that it was about a 
 mile wide, stretching from hill to hill. There were no bridges, 
 and either he had no boat, or it could not be used in the long 
 stretch of shallow water. He learned then,^^ to use his own 
 words, how much anybody could suffer and not die.'' Walking 
 for about a quarter of a mile through snow four inches deep, he 
 came to that vast expanse of water. Through this he waded and 
 swam, holding aloft on his gun the bundle of dry clothes. So 
 cold was he when he emerged, that, trying to ran, in order to get 
 warm, he found it impossible to move his foot its own length. 
 But, as he records, he got the powder, though he was obliged to 
 stay three or four days on the other side of the river, and cros{;- 
 ing on the ice, broke through more than once. Undaunted by 
 what he had undergone, as he neared the home side of the stream 
 he saw what he thought was a bear's trail, and determined to 
 follow up his favorite game. The animal had evidently broken 
 through the ice, and, disgusted with the cold bath, returned to 
 land. FolloAving the trail, it led him to his own door, and proved, 
 to be that of a young man sent by his wife to search for him ; her 
 intense anxiety telling her that he must have been drowned or 
 frozen. 
 
 A heavy rain that night, turning to sleet, was followed in the 
 morning by the " southerly wind and a cloudy sky'' so favorable 
 for hunting, and Crockett, his brother-in-law, and the young man 
 living with him, started out. Before long they separated, he pre- 
 ferring to look for larger game than they. Two wild turkeys 
 were killed early in the day by Betsy," and with these on his 
 shoulder the hunter continued his search for bears. The dogs 
 soon gave the alarm, but on looking up the tree where they were 
 barking he came to the conclusion that it was a turkey which had 
 flown away. The false alarm was given several times, and he 
 had about made up his mind to shoot the hound that was fore- 
 most, when he saw a bear of extraordinary size. So large was 
 he that the dogs were afraid to attack him, and when they had 
 seemed to be barking up the wrong tree, had only been enticing 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 17? 
 
 tiieir master onwards. So dark had it grown, that he was hard- 
 ly able to see the animal, or there would have been less difficul- 
 ty in despatching it; but after a severe encounter, in which he 
 stabbed the bear again and again, and his own clothes were torn 
 and covered with blood, the huge, clumsy animal lay dead. 
 
 Having on hand a number of skins, he set out, in company with 
 his eldest son, who seems to have been a favorite companion, to. 
 wards a town forty miles away, to trade for groceries. Here he 
 met with some of his old acquaintances of political life, who urged 
 
 CROCKETT'S FIGHT WITH A BEAR. 
 
 him to become again a candidate for his old office from this new 
 district; but he refused positively to do so. 
 
 ^^I live down in the cane/^ he said, forty miles from town, 
 and nobody knows me in thio iistrict as they did in the other/^ 
 
 He thought this was decisive, but it seems that his old comrades 
 thought otherwise. About a week afterwards, a passing traveler 
 stopped at the cabin in the cane, and showed the family there a 
 newspaper in which CoL David Crockett was announced as a can 
 didate for the Legislature. It was a clear case of the office seek 
 ing the man, but the man was at first disposed to regard it as a 
 joke that was being played on him. Our hero was never loatJt, 
 
178 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 to enter into any fun. and soon determined to have the best of it. 
 Hiring a young man to work on his farm, he started out elec- 
 tioneering, and the district soon rang with the praises of the 
 great bear-hunter, the man from the cane. There had been three 
 candidates in the field, but Crockett made things so hot that in 
 March they held a caucus to decide which should remain in the 
 lists. The strength of the three was concentrated on Dr. Butler, 
 a nephew by marriage of the great Tennesseean, Gen. Jackson. 
 Meeting this gentleman at one of the large gatherings, Crockett 
 hailed him with: 
 
 "Well, doctor, I suppose they have weighed you out to me : but 
 I should like to know why they lixed your election for March in- 
 stead of August. This is a branfire new way of doing business, if 
 a caucus is to make a representative for the people/' 
 
 Thinking to poke fun at Crockett, he answered: "Where did 
 you spring from, Colonel?'' 
 
 " O, I've just crept out from the cane, to see what discoveries I 
 could make among the white people. You think you have greatly 
 the advantage of me ; it's true I live forty miles from any settle- 
 ment; I am very poor, and you are very rich ; you see, it takes 
 tvv'o coon-skins here to buy a quart, but I've good dogs, and my 
 little boys at home will go their death to support my election; 
 they are mighty industrious ; they hunt every night until twelve 
 o'clock, but it keeps the little fellows mighty busy to keep me in 
 whiskey. When they get tired, I takes my rifle and goes out 
 and kills a wolf, and the state pays me three dollars for the scalp ; 
 so one way or another I keep knocking along." 
 
 "Well, Colonel," rejoined Dr. Butler, "T see you can beat me 
 electioneering." 
 
 "You don't call this electioneering, do you? When you see 
 me electioneering I go fixed for it: I've got a hunting shirt with 
 two pockets in it that will hold half a peck apiece; and I puts 
 a bottle in one, and a big plug in the other, for I never like to 
 leave a man worse off' 'n I found him. When I meets a friend, T 
 gives him a pull at the bottle; he'll be mighty apt, before he 
 drinks, to throw away his tobacco; so when he's done, I pulls 
 out my big twist a;nd gives him a chaw. Then he ain't likely to 
 find fault, as he would if he'd a lost his tobacco; and I'll be 
 mighty apt to get his vote, I reckon." 
 
 But this entire absence of pretense, this blunt acknowledgment 
 of bluntness, was the most successful kind of electioneering. The 
 
COLONEL DAVil) CHOCKETT. 
 
 17U 
 
 crowd was in a roar of laughter at the discomfitUA 3 of the elo- 
 quent gentleman, and the rough humor of the backwoodsman. 
 Nor did their admiration at all diminish ^ it carried him safely 
 through the election, his majority over all three candidates (two 
 others had come out between March and August) being nearly 
 two hundred and fifty. 
 
 He served this time in the Legislature for two years, 1823 and 
 1824. In the earlier part of his term, his independence of party 
 trammels and soldiers^ prejudices was manifested by his vote fo] 
 U. S. Senator, when the candidates were Senator Miller and Gen. 
 Jackson. Mr. Miller had served the state well, and even the en- 
 thusiasm of a soldier for his old commander, of a Tennesscear 
 for Andrew Jackson, could not make David Crockett vote against 
 one whom he knew to be well qualified. But while this course 
 preserved his self-respect, it lost him many friends, and may have 
 assisted, two years later, to cause his political defeat. But ter 
 years afterwards he would not acknowledge himself in the wrong 
 
 The defeat mentioned was in this way : urged to run for Cong 
 ress, he at first refused, but was afterw^ards induced to consent 
 The representative at that time was the opposing candidate, anc 
 by reason of a factitious popularity arising from the increase 
 in the price of cotton and his vote on the tariff question, succeed 
 ed in beating the gentlemen from the cane'' by two votes. Manj 
 persons believed that the election had not been fairly conducted 
 the action of one ofiicer, at least, in charge of a ballot-box, giving 
 room for suspicion; but so far was Col. Crockett from wishing tc 
 contest the election, that he said to some friends who represent 
 ed that he would probably secure the seat in that way : ^^If it h 
 not the wish of the people, clearly expressed, I don't want to serve 
 them." 
 
 Back to his farm, then, he went, and occupied his time in work- 
 ing there, and in his favorite pursuit of bear hunting. In the fall 
 of 1825, he concluded to build two large boats and load them with 
 pipe-staves for market, but met with characteristic interruptions. 
 Working steadily on until the bears got fat, he started out on a 
 hunting tour, in order to supply his family with meat for the 
 winter. Hardly has this been salted down, and the hunter set- 
 tled to boat-building again, when a neighbor, living some twenty- 
 five miles away, came to ask him to go bear-hunting in that part 
 of the country. As may be imagined, Crockett readily consent 
 ed, and they set out together. During an absence of two weeks^ 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 they killed fifteen hears, thus supplying the neighbor's family 
 with tkair winter meat. ISTor was this the only hunt undertaken 
 for others. Eeturning home, he worked for ^ while on the boats, 
 and in getting staves, but before many days longed for the com- 
 panionship of Betsy. Starting out with his little son, the first 
 day they disposed of eight bears. While the two wer^ looking 
 for water and a good place to camp, they came upon a poor fel- 
 low who was grubbing, as it turned out, for another man, in or- 
 der to earn meat for his family. Crockett, knowing what hard 
 and poorly paid work this was, induced the man to accompany 
 him on his hunt, and assist in salting down the flesh of the ani- 
 mals that they should kill. During the week they killed seven- 
 teen bears, the grubber being enriched with over a thousand 
 pounds of excellent meat. Hardly had Crockett returned home, 
 when he started out again to hunt with a neighbor. Such an invi- 
 tation was never refused, whatever reasons there may have been 
 for remaining at home ; his love of the sport and his obliging 
 good nature rendered it impossible to say no, when any man said i 
 Come and hunt bears for me.'^ 
 
 But hunting was over for the season, and Crockett was free to 
 attend to his business. Having about thirty thousand staves and 
 two good boats, he engaged a crew, and set off to New Orleans. 
 When they got upon the Mississippi, and found that the pilot was 
 wholly ignorant of the treacherous stream, all were considerably 
 alarmed ; the brave hunter, according to his own candid confes- 
 sion, believing himself a little worse scared than anybody else, 
 Lashing the boats together for greater safety, they only made 
 matters worse by rendering them unmanageable, and were oblig- 
 1 ed to let the current carry them whither it would. Then it was 
 ( that the superior safety and pleasure of bear-hunting became more 
 apparent to him who had never doubted. Sitting in the little 
 cabin of the hinder boat ( for since they were lashed together 
 / they went broad-side down the stream) he heard great confusion 
 
 among the crew. The current had carried the two boats against 
 an island, where great quantities of driftwood had lodged, and the 
 next thing would be the submergence of the upper boat. This 
 was already turned so that it was impossible to get out at the 
 hatchway, and the only other means of exit, a hole at the side 
 was very small. The eff'orts of the crew to rescue their com 
 mander were successful, however, and he was pulled through this, 
 hole; although his shirt was torn from him, and his body verj 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 181 
 
 oiuch abraded. Hardly had he touched the other boat when that 
 from which he had just escaped was drawn under the seething 
 mass of yellow water. All night they were on that raft of drift- 
 wood, four of them bare-headed, three of them bare- footed, our 
 hero being one of these last. So great was his sense of gratitude 
 
 ^mPWRECIvED ON THE RIVER. 
 
 for life, however, his relief at the escape from the immediate dan- 
 ger, that he almost forgot the discomforts of his position, and 
 felt prime/' 
 
 Early in the morning they hailed a passing boat, which sent a 
 skiff to their relief. On this boat they returned to Memphis, 
 where a friend in need provided them with clothes and money 
 for the rest of their journey. Having lost his boats and their 
 lading, all his clothes but those that he wore, and nearly lost his 
 life, Crockett arrived at home, thoroughly disgusted with boat- 
 ing, and gave himself up to electioneering, as anothei' represen- 
 tative in the national councils was to fee chosen the AugusL 
 
 There were three principal candidates in the dis^iot where 
 our interest centers ; one being Col. Alexander, and aii<>ttLer, G-en- 
 eral Arnold. These two gentlemen seemed to regard themselves 
 
182 
 
 COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 as the only important candidates, replying to each other's cam- 
 paign speeches at considerable length, and thinking beneath 
 their notice the third man, the bear-hunter. But the people knew 
 that as surely as the muddy Mississippi's alluvial deposits enrich- 
 ed their land, this untaught son of the backwoods was the best 
 man to protect their interests, and by an overwhelming majority 
 at the polls rebuked the conceit of his more polished competitors. 
 
 His fame as a humorist had preceded him, and if an anonymous 
 biographer, writing about 1832, is to be believed, hotel-keepers 
 and transportation companies considered him such an attraction 
 that each was anxious to secure his patronage. But although his 
 ready humor was the foundation of his fame, his time at the na- 
 tional capitol was not spent idly. Faithful, hard work for his 
 constituents was his idea of his duty, and he endeavored to carry 
 it out. The details would be of interest only to the historian of 
 that section of Tennessee at that particular period ; but the gene- 
 ral fact is of importance to his biographer. His efforts were 
 chiefly directed to those internal improvements which he knew 
 were so much needed in his district, and it was a great disap- 
 pointment to find that Gen. Jackson was not in sympathy with 
 .him. Coming from his backwoods cabin in Tennessee to be a 
 courted guest in Washington society, where the originality of his 
 character was fully appreciated, received at the White House by 
 the Chief Executive, the sudden change did not dazzle him. Close 
 observation of others taught him the manners of those in his new 
 position, and the graces of the society gentleman sat easily upon 
 the bear hunter. Still, through all, the fact was apparent that 
 this polish intensified the luster of a true jewel, instead of giving 
 false value to a pebble. A man^s a man for a' that/' and 
 he defended the manhood in him by opposing his old commander 
 whom he thought in the wrong. This was highly resented b}- 
 his constituents, and many politicians and newspapers devoted to 
 Jackson so exaggerated his defection that at the next election he 
 was defeated by a small majority. 
 
 He had served two consecutive terms in Congress, returning 
 to the plow after each session as calmly as ever did Cincinnatus 
 or our own Washington; and when the verdict of the people was 
 made known to him after his election in 1880, he coolly accepted 
 the situation, and went on with his work. Every effort had been 
 made by Jackson's worshipers to secure his defeat at this time, 
 but success did not satisfy ^em. Gerrymandering secured such 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 183 
 
 a division of his old district at the next session of the Legislature 
 that it seemed to them that the next election would give them an 
 easy victory ; but they reckoned without their host. Their pre- 
 vious success had been partly due to their practice of making ap- 
 pointments for Crockett to speak, and carefully keeping it from 
 him; at the time set, his opponents would rise and say to the 
 crowd that had assembled, that he had refused to speak, being 
 afraid of the result. He only heard of their pursuing this course 
 when it was too late to counteract it, and the result was his de* 
 feat. Before the next election, however, the minds of men were 
 calmer, and ready to listen to both sides of the question ; and 
 the result was an easy victory for Crockett. 
 
 He had not been long in Washington after the beginning of his 
 third term when his physician advised him to take a pleasure- 
 trip for the benefit of his health. So well had he been pleased 
 with his brother members from the northern part of the country 
 that he determined to see them in their homes. Baltimore was 
 visited on his journey northward, the strange sight of a railway 
 train here meeting his eyes for the first time. Approaching Phil- 
 adelphia by water, he was on dock when three flags were run up. 
 He enquired the meaning. 
 
 O/' said the captain, Fd promised some friends to let them 
 know if you were on board. 
 
 To the man who, on reaching Baltimore, had recognized a 
 great city as a place where any one would be made to feel his 
 own unimportance, this was a revelation. The idea that any one 
 should care about his coming to this strange place was astonish- 
 ing. As the boat neared the shore, he saw one vast sea of up- 
 turned faces a gesture from the captain pointed out to them the 
 Jiion of the day and a rousing cheer for Davy Crockett saluted 
 his ears. 
 
 Grive us the hand of an honest man,^' cried the people, crowd- 
 ing around him as he stepped on shore. But this recognition was 
 not all that awaited him. The most cordial hospitality of the- 
 Quaker City was extended to him by her most honored sons. The 
 anti Jackson man from Tennessee was hailed with delight by the 
 Whigs of the North, who greeted his defection from his party as 
 an evidence of that party's weakness. Speech after speech from 
 him was demanded by the crowd wherever he went, and although 
 he often tried to escape their importunity, his good-nature al- 
 ways yielded. Some gentlemen presented him with a seal val- 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 tied at forty dollars ; the device being two race-horses, evidently 
 at the top of their speed, and the motto that to which our hero 
 had clung, whether bear-hunting or law-making, whether cling- 
 ing, half-naked, through the winter night, to a raft of driftwood 
 in the Mississippi, or fitting, an honored guest, at the President's 
 table : Gro ahead/' 'i^radition has it, that when a suitor of his 
 daughter approached him by letter, about this time, he replied: 
 Dear : I have received your letter. Go ahead. 
 
 David Crockett/' 
 
 Whether this were known at the time or not, the motto was 
 generally recognized as suited to the man, and the seal was cop- 
 ied by many of his fellow Congressmen. A club of young Whigs, 
 desiring to present him with a handsome rifle, secured from him 
 directions as to the size and kind that he preferred, and the or- 
 der was given to the manufacturer. Dinners were tendered him 
 in abundance, and everywhere the greatest eagerness to entertain 
 liim prevailed. In New York the same flattering reception 
 xwai-ted him, and Boston did not lag behind her sister cities. An 
 invitation to visit Harvard, however, he flatly refused to accept. 
 The authorities of that institution had recently conferred upon 
 President Jackson the title of doctor of laws ; Crockett claimed 
 tO possess no degree and to wish for none but a slight degree of 
 3ommon-sense one such doctor was enough for the state; the 
 people of his district interpreted LL. D. as ^^lazy, lounging 
 iunce /' and he had no mind to run the risk of going to Cambridge, 
 ilthough he would spell with any of them as far as crucifix,'' 
 fvhere he had left oif at schooL 
 
 Eeturning to Washington, he served the remainaer of his term, 
 md started home in good spirits with the handsome rifle which 
 iiad been presented to him. His course was rather a round-about 
 one, as he took Philadelphia, Pittsburgh and Louisville on the 
 way, but he was none the less glad to get home to his little cab- 
 in in the cane— his own home, his own land, his own beloved 
 ones. Here he lived, until the congressional campaig^n of 18S5 
 opened, when he again took the field against a Jackson man, ' 
 This was Adam Huntsman, a crippled soldier, whose services were 
 made much of to the voters of the district. This nomination was 
 secured by a practical joke, which illustrat'CS the readj wit of : 
 the great hunter. 
 
 Strolling up to a political meeting one day, with his rifle on 
 hi« shoulder^, Crockett was soon addressing the crowd. The free ] 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 185 
 
 and independent voters lost nc time in informing him that lis- 
 tening speeches was dry work, and that there was plenty of 
 liquor in a shanty near by. This had been built by a Yankee, 
 and stocked for that special occasion. So experienced a canvass- 
 er as Crockett took the hint immediately, and leading the W3y 
 to Job Snelling's bar, called for a quart; that worthy called his 
 attention to a sign : Pay to-day, trust to-morrow,'' and refused 
 to fill the order without the money. This Crockett did not have, 
 and the crowd that had gathered around him rapidly dispersed 
 to seek his better provided rival. But although he was without 
 money, he had no difficulty in finding a ready subsxitute. Plung- 
 ing into the woods, he had the good fortune to see, in a very 
 short time, a fine fat coon. A well-aimed shot secured the prize, 
 and back to the crowd he went. A coon-skin is not money, but 
 was then and there recognized as the equivalent of a quart of 
 rum, so that when Crockett threw it upon the rough counter, 
 Snelling, without any hesitation, set out a bottle. This was soon 
 disposed of, and the crowd listened to the speaker. They soon 
 became clamorous for more liquor, however, and Davy, reflect- 
 ing how long his speech must last if he had to go and kill a coon 
 so often, led the way to the bar. His quick eye and ready wit 
 found him a way out of the difficulty; Snelling had thrown the 
 coon skin under the counter, and Crockett, drawing it thence by 
 the tail, which protruded beyond the logs, gravely presented it 
 in payment for a second quart. Job was not at all popular in that 
 country, as he was always on the alert to make money off the peo- 
 ple, and this they did not relish ; so, though the trick was seen by 
 many, no one betrayed the joker. The story circulated through 
 the assembly, and made the liquor all the better. Again and 
 again did they drink, the same coon-skin serving for payment, 
 until, at the close of the day, ten quarts of rum had been con- 
 sumed. The story went the rounds of the district, and the people 
 concluded that a man sharp einough to trick Job Snelling was a 
 better man to lo^ok after their interests than a/^ny war-worn vet- 
 eran that ever lost a leg. After the election, Crockett went pri- 
 vately to Snelling and offered him the price of the rum. 
 
 Wal, necw. Colonel,'' responded that honest individual, I 
 gUJdss I won't take your money. You see, I like to be tricked 
 OTwrn in awhile; it keeps me from gittin' to think I'm tew all-fir- 
 ed gmart." 
 
 He had charged the nine quarts to the other candidate, who 
 
186 
 
 COLONEL DAVxjD CROCKETT. 
 
 paid the bill, not knowing exactly how much might have been 
 drunk at his expense. 
 
 Contrary to all expectation, however, Crockett was beaten by 
 over two hundred votes. This was attributed by him to unfair- 
 ness of the judges, and to bribery by certain enthusiastic Jackson 
 men. Even at that early day, the charge of corruption was not 
 unheard or unfounded ; and even the President could stoop to 
 electioneer for a dependent. Nor was the unsuccessful candi- 
 date at all backward at expressing his opinions to his late consti- 
 tuents ; he told them what he thought about the fairness of the 
 election, and warned them of the ruin towards which the country 
 was going, as directed by Jackson and the Little Flying Dutch- 
 man/' Van Buren; concluding by telling them to go to — Hades 
 ( only he didn't use the Greek ) and he wox^ld go to Texas. 
 
 Settling up his affairs as well as he could, and leaving his fam- 
 ily well provided with food, he started out with his trusty rifle, 
 to join in the struggle of the Texan patriots for freedom. Cor- 
 dially received and well entertained at Little Rock, where he 
 stopped for a few days, he proceeded on his journey. Embark- 
 ing on a steamboat upon the Eed Eiver, he watched a game of 
 thimble-rig, and Anally made a bet with the trickster. Winning 
 this, he refused to play any more, but by degrees acquired con- 
 siderable influence over the man. Crockett learned that he had 
 been educated as a gentleman,'' and suddenly thrown on his 
 own resources. One disreputable way of earning a livelihood 
 had succeeded another, until now, when he earned a scanty living 
 by this mode of cheating. Crockett took him to task in a friend- 
 ly manner, and tried to shame him out of his evil practices, but 
 he answered that it it was of no use to try; he could not live like 
 an honest man. 
 
 ^' Then die like a brave one," exclaimed his enthusiastic men- 
 tor. ^^Most men are remembered as they died, and not as they 
 lived. Come with me to Texas; cut aloof from your degrading 
 habits and associates here, and in fighting with the Texans for 
 their freedom, regain your own." 
 
 Starting up, and striding two or three times across the room, 
 the outcast stopped before his friend, and answered, with an 
 oath : 
 
 I'll be a man again — Jive honestly, or die bravely. I'll go 
 with you to Texas." 
 
 He held to this resolution, and Crockett being determiiied, as 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. " 
 
 usual, to "go ahead/' they set out in company eanv in the morn- 
 ing after their landing. Stopping at night at a small tavern, 
 they noticed, leaning against a tree, what might be called a back- 
 woods dandy. This v/as the "Bee-hunter/' introduced to them 
 imore favorably b}^ the little incident that occurred early in the 
 
 morning, A blustering^ swaggering fellow, who imagined that 
 the young man had^ on some previous occasion, insulted him, ap- 
 proached him with the most offensive expressions. The Bee- 
 hunter gave hi-m no satisfaction for a long time, but at last, 
 springing upon him, carried him to the pump, and there washed 
 
18t 
 
 COLONEL DAVID Cr.OCKETT, 
 
 all the fight ont of him by a stream of water. With this here 
 Crockett and Thimblerig concluded to travel, especially when 
 they found that he was an excellent guide across the prairies. 
 
 The trio was soon separated, howjver • theBe^^-hunter rode off 
 suddenly, and apparently without cause j Crockett, soon after- 
 Ward, saw a herd of buffaloes, and gave chase, and poo^^ Thim- 
 
 ,t)ESFERATE FIGHT WITH A COLGAH. 
 
 Merig was ieft alone on the prairie. The buffaloes proved too 
 swift for Crockett's mustang, and although he might have easily 
 retraced his steps, it was always his principle to go ahead, and 
 he would not turn back. Concluding that it would be impos* 
 sible for him to return that night, he looked about him for a 
 lodging place, and had selected the leafy branches of a tree, pros- 
 trated by a •'"^^ent storm when a low growl warned him thai^it 
 
COLONEL DAVID CROCKETT. 
 
 was already occupied. In a moment more an immense Mexican 
 cougar showed itself. Finding a ball from his rifle produced 
 but little effect, Crockett clubbed his gun, but all his strength 
 was not sufficient for the destruction of the animal. Seizing his 
 hunting-knife, he slashed away at the creature, that, mad with 
 the wound, fought as only a cougar could ; but at last it was 
 stretched dead at his feet. Hardly had this enemy been despatched 
 than he was alarmed by the approach of a large party of Indians ; 
 but they proved friendly, and guided him back to the route. As 
 they approached a camp, they saw, seated by the fire, a solitary 
 man busily engaged in some absorbing pastime. Drawing nearer, 
 
 Crockett recognized Thimble- 
 rig at his old occupation. The 
 chief sounded the war-whoop, 
 the warriors echoed it, aiad 
 poor Thimblerig sprang to his 
 feet in terror. Crockett reassur- 
 ed him, and the Indians rode 
 off, the chief happy in the gift 
 of a bowie-knife from a white 
 man whom he knew by the ad- 
 venture with the cougar to be 
 a brave and skillful hunter. 
 The Bee-hunter, Thimblerig 
 GENERAL COS. Said, had returned laden with 
 
 honey ; his apparently inexplicable conduct being explained by his 
 having seen a single bee winging its way to the hive; he was now 
 hunting, in order to obtain meat for their supper, and soon re- 
 turned to the camp with a wild turkey. Having cooked this, they 
 were at supper with two others who had joined their party, when 
 a company of fifteen or twenty horsemen appeared at a distance. 
 The announcement from one of the strangers that these were 
 Mexicans was followed by his description of them as ruflianly 
 cowards. This was borne out by their conduct when the Ameri- 
 cans returned their first fire. Flying like a cloud before the wind, 
 they were pursued in hot haste, but succeeded in eluding the 
 chase. Being now in sight of the independent flag flying over the 
 fortress of the Alamo, our three heroes bent their way thither, 
 and were welcomed by the shouts of the patriots. 
 
 The garrison of only about one hundred and fifty men wap 
 commanded by Col. Travis, the famous Col. Bowie bein^ alst^ 
 
COLONEL DAVIJJ CROCKETT. 
 
 present. The Mexican general, Santa Anna, was extremely anx- 
 ious to obtain possession of the fortress again, as he considered 
 its surrender to the Texans early in December, 1835, extremely 
 disgraceful, although General Cos had been allowed to state his 
 own terms of capitulation. The Americans even then were ex- 
 pecting an attack, an anticipation only too well realized. Wan- 
 dering hunters brought information of the movements of an at- 
 tacking force. February 22, 1836, about sixteen hundred Jlexi- 
 ^cans, headed by Santa Anna himself, approached within two 
 
 STOKMING OF THE ALAMO. 
 
 miles of the Alamo. The scouts reported that the assailants liad 
 endeavored tb excite the Indians to hostilities against the Am er- 
 icans, but that the ©omanches held the Mexicans in such con- 
 tempt that these efforts were of no avail. Early on the morning 
 of the twenty-third, the enemy came in sight, marching in reg- 
 ular order, and trying to display their force to the greatest pos- 
 sible advantage, to terrify the garrison. But men who take up 
 arms to fight for liberty are not easily frightened, and the gar- 
 rison withdrew in good order from the town to the citadel, re* 
 solving to defend it to the last.. All their stores had been taken 
 there on the first alarm. The Texan flag was raised — thirteen 
 stripes of red and white alternating on a blue ground, with a 
 large white star and the word Texas in the center. 
 
OOLUNEL JJAVii^ CKUCKETT. 
 
 191 
 
 The enemy marched into the town under a flag whose bloody 
 hue proclaimed the merciless treatment that would be the lot of 
 the patriots, if they surrendered. A messenger came in the af- 
 ternoon to demand an unconditional and immediate surrender, 
 but was answered by a cannon-shot. The Mexicans replied to 
 this by a heavy fire, which was continued for many days. The 
 Texan sharp-shooters made considerable havoc among the Mex- 
 
 DEFENCE OF THE ALAMO. 
 
 icans, and were unhurt by their cannonading. Daily reinforce- 
 ments came to the enemy, but the garrison, hoping for aid from 
 two places, Goliad and Eefugio, to which messengers had been 
 sent, kept up hope. On the third of March, however, they de« 
 :paired of assistance from without, and Col. Travis exhorted 
 them, in case the enemy should carry the fort, to fight to the last 
 gasp, and render the victory as serious to the victors as to the 
 vanquished. Three hearty cheers approved thife course. 
 
 On the following day the messenger who had been despatched 
 to Goliad and Eefugio v/as seen running toward the fort hard 
 pressed by half a dozen of the Mexican cavalry. Crockett, the 
 Bee-hunter and two others, sallied out to his relief, and after a 
 slight skirmish with the pursuers, chased them so far, in the aiN 
 
COLONEL DAVIi- CEOCKETT. 
 
 dor of th^ moment, that their retreat was cut oif by another body 
 of cavalry, which got between them and the fort. There was no 
 course open to the Americans but to fight their way through* 
 Go ahead V shouted Col. Crockett. There were al&3ut twenty 
 of the Mexicans, and they fought savagely until a larger detach- 
 ment issued from the fort, when they retreated, le»aving eight 
 dead upon the field. The messenger and the Bee-hunter were 
 mortally wounded, the former dying before they entered the 
 fort. The latter, whose songs and jests had s© often ra.ised the 
 spirits of the garrison, as his manly, unassuming piety had ex- 
 cited their admiration, died about midnight, a sigh for his be- 
 trothed escaping him as he sang: 
 
 " But toom cam' tlie saddle, all bludy to see, 
 And kame cam' the steed, but Imme ©ever earn' he." 
 
 It was the last song she had sung to him, before he left her for 
 the Alamo. 
 
 The autobiography of. David Crocke#l is the principal source 
 of information in regard to these last days in the ferl^ress. Un- 
 der the date of March 5, 1S36, we find this entry: 
 
 ^^Pop, pop, pop! Boom, boom, boom! throughout the day 
 ho time for memorandums now. G-o ahead ! Liberty and inde. 
 pendence forever ! 
 
 That is the last. Before daybreak, on iim sixth, the wh©l€ 
 Mexican force assaulted the fortre;^s, Santa Anna coMmandimg, 
 The battle raged fiercely until daylight, whem omly six meaa, ®f 
 whom Col. Crockett was one, wer^ left alive im tfee fort. These 
 were surrounded, and, knowing resistaiice was useless, were 
 compelled to yield. Gen. Caj^trillan, to whom they surren- 
 dered, was brave but not cruel, and wishing to save the prison- 
 ers, went to Santa Anna to ask for orders. 2Co f marter,^^ had 
 been the command, but Ca^strillon Ii©pe4 tkat theise few might be 
 spared. With ste^?,d3^ and firm step Col. Or^^Qtt followed the 
 humaner Mexican to his superior's pr^^^, leaking foil and 
 fearlessly into the cruel commander's eye. 
 
 Your excellency," said Cas^illom, " h#re are six prisoBcrs I 
 have taken alive; how shall I dispose of thetaf 
 
 Looking at the general fiercely, Santa Anna i\nswered, in a 
 violent rage : 
 
 " Have I not told you how to dispose of them? Why do you 
 bring them to me ? " 
 Ihe murderous cr®w around him wanted no other orders to 
 
194 
 
 COLONEL DAvID CROCKETT. 
 
 fall upon the defenseless prisoners. Col. Crockett sprang for- 
 ward like a tiger at the ruffian, but a dozen swords wore sheath- 
 ed in his heart. Without a groan, with a frown upon kis brow, 
 but a smile on his lips, he died. 
 
 This is, for us, the end of the story. With that battle, when 
 the Texans, crying " Eemember the Alamo,'' swept down like a 
 hurricane upon the Mexicans, with their final triumph in the 
 struggle for independence, and subsequent annexation to the 
 United States, we have nothing to do. The sixth of March, 1836, 
 ends the life of an honest man, who served his country as best 
 he could, who never refused to serve a fellow-creature, and who 
 died fighting for another people. 
 
 •* Ikch of the heroes around thee had fought for his land md hm liae^ 
 Bat thou hast fought for a stranger, in hate of a wrong not tMae.*' 
 
 MOITUMENT TO THE DBf'Eia)EiiS &F THX ALASKA 
 
CHAPTER IX. 
 GENEEAL SAM HOUSTON. 
 
 THE AUSTINS. 
 
 THE first white men who descended the Mississippi doubtless 
 looked with surprise upon the stream, when, for the first time, 
 they saw a turbid flood mingling with its crystal waters. Side by 
 side the golden river of the western mountains and the blue wa- 
 ters from the north flow for miles, blending at last into one 
 stream, truly the Father of Waters. The swift current carried 
 them on, and the meeting of the two rivers was well-nigh forgot- 
 ten. The mystery was not to be solved by men who had never 
 ascended the Missouri to its native mountains, and in ignorance 
 of its nature they passed on. 
 
 When a man in the prime of life unites his fortunes to those of 
 a state struggling for independence, and becomes a leader in 
 peace and war, the earlier fortunes of each must be followed, in 
 order that their union and its results may be understood. As the 
 color of the Missouri is given to the lower Mississippi, so the hero 
 affects the time in which he lives; and the history of the state 
 gives him another dignity than he would have had alone, as sure- 
 ly as the northern stream contributes to increase the volume of 
 the mightier flood. If we would form a clear mental picture, 
 then, of the life of Sam Houston, let us first turn to the early 
 history of Texas. 
 
 At the cession of the territory of Louisiana to the United 
 States in 1803, Texas became debatable ground : claimed by our 
 government as a part of the purchase; claimed by the Spanish 
 authorities as never having been ceded to France, and hence not 
 to be sold by the rulers of that country. The United States did 
 not give up claim to it until 1819, when a treaty was made by 
 which Texas was relinquished to Spain, and Florida sold to the 
 United States. The foundations of the independence of Texas 
 were laid before Mexico, of which it formed a part, had thrown 
 
vixji AUSTINSi. 
 
 off tlie Spanish yoke, and it was only as a Spanish subject that 
 the first settler of English descent could go there. 
 
 Moses Austin, a native of Connecticut, had settled west of the 
 Mississippi in 1798, owning allegiance to the government chen ex- 
 isting there. Procuring from the Spanish officials a grant of 
 the lead mines of Potosi, sixty-five miles south of Saint Louis 
 and forty miles west of Ste. Genevieve, he remained there con- 
 tentedly for twenty years. Eeduced to comparative poverty by 
 the failure of the bank of Missouri, he projected apian for colon- 
 izing parts of Texas with emigrants from the United States. 
 Going to San Antonio, the capital of the province, in the fall of 
 1820, to further his plans, the governor ordered him to leave the 
 country, or suffer imprisonment. As he left the office, naturally 
 discouraged by this unfriendly reception, he met Baron de Bas- 
 trop, an alcalde of the city who had come to Mexico on a special 
 mission from the King of Spain, and choosing to make it his 
 home, had acquired considerable influence. He had known Aus- 
 tin before, and readily lent his voice to the scheme, obtaining a 
 more favorable hearing from Gov. Martinez. A petition was 
 drawn up and signed by the local authorities, praying the gov- 
 ernment to allow Austin to bring three hundred families into 
 Texas ; but the law's delay was such that no immediate action 
 was taken upon it, and Austin returned to his Missouri home. So 
 well was he assured of success, however, that he immediately 
 commenced preparations for removal. In the succeeding spring 
 (1821) he received information that tbe desired permission had 
 been granted, but his energy was subdued as never before: a 
 cold had settled upon his- lungs, and a few days after he died. 
 
 The scheme of planting a colony in Texas was left as a legacy 
 to his son, Stephen Fuller Austin, who at the age of twenty- 
 eight had already been a member of the territorial Legislature 
 of Missouri, and a circuit judge in Arkansas. To this latter ter- 
 ritory he had removed to promote his father's plans by raising 
 corn and other provisions to supply the train of emigrants on 
 their way. To him, therefore, the bequest was not unexpected 
 or unwelcome, and his best energies were bent to accomplish the 
 task. Towards Texas he bent his steps, meeting upon the way 
 the commissioners sent to conduct his father to the land grant- 
 ed. Austin, the commissioners and fourteen colonists made up 
 the party that arrived in San Antonio on the twelfth of August 
 J821, and immediately proceeded to select the lands. The fertile 
 
l'HE AUSTINS, 
 
 197 
 
 region waterea by the JSrazos, Colorado and Guadalupe Bivers 
 was chosen, and CoL Austin returned to New Orleans to ad- 
 vertise for colonists. Such were not difficult to find, but on his 
 return a new trouble arose. The change in the government of 
 Mexico necessitated a journey to the capital, to secure a confirm- 
 ation of his grant. The new government was anxious to encour- 
 age immigration, and made even better terms than Spain ; and 
 Feb. 18, 1823, this grant was confirmed. 
 
 Mexico was just beginning to establish her reputation as a 
 mother of revolutionists ; and independence having been secured 
 by the first rebellion, a second speedily followed. This detained 
 Austin for a long time at the capital, and when he reached the 
 colony he had been absent a year. Of course this did not tend 
 to reassure the immigrants, some of whom had returned home. 
 Encouraged by the presence of the leader, and of De Bastrop, 
 who had been appointed their Land Commissioner, the town of 
 San Felipe de Austin was laid out, and land having been assigned 
 to each settler in proportion to his needs, all set to work. This 
 was a time to severely test the leader's ability, but, weighed in 
 the balance, he was not found wanting. Everywhere his help 
 was given; from the ^^raising'^ of a house or the clearing of a 
 corn-field, to the framing of a code of laws, the task received his 
 assistance. At once civil governor, military commander and 
 judge of their only court, he was the father of the colony, and 
 looked well to his off'spring. 
 
 Nor was this the only settlement made under his direction* 
 At different periods between this first immigration and the 
 year 1835, more than fifteen hundred persons had come to Texas 
 under his direction. The colony had its own difficulties, how- 
 ever, with which to contend. One of these was the rapidly in- 
 creasing number of immigrants; it became impossible for the 
 settlers already there to raise enough grain for all until the la- 
 test comers should have time to plant and gather a crop, and 
 often they must clothe themselves in skins, and live upon game. 
 
 But their chief trouble was with the Indians. Their hunting 
 parties must be large, to guard against sudden attack from the 
 savages ; while a sufficient number must be left at home to pro- 
 tect the settlement. The savages had been exasperated against 
 the whites by the conduct of Lafitte. This notorious pirate had 
 for many years been master of the !||fexican and Texas coast^ 
 ivhen, in 1817, he made Galveston Island his headquarters, and 
 
THB AUSTINS. 
 
 gathered aronnd him a thousand followers. Preying upon tUe 
 Spanish and American commerce alike, they paid no heed to the 
 rights of any man. The savages, exasperated by their kidnap* 
 
 LATTTTE, THE PtBATK. 
 
 ping of squaws, assaulted their encampment many times, but were 
 as often driven back with^terrible slaughter. Becoming at last 
 insupportable, the TJnited'states sent out an expedition to break 
 up the nest, and the pirates were driven to Yucatan Having 
 
cursed Texas witii tkeir presence for so many years, they left 
 her a legacy of hatred by the Indian for the white man. 
 
 For two or three years the Indians continued to annoy the col- 
 onists, not by attacks upon the town, but by robberies and mur- 
 ders committed whenever the weakness of a traveling party 
 tempted them. Stories are tiresome when all have the same ir,- 
 cidents and tne same results, so we need not touch upon the con- 
 flicts between the settlers and the savages, ending by th® latter's 
 pledge not to come eastpf San Antonio. So well had th@ lesson 
 of submission been taught that this treaty was never violated. 
 
 In 1823-4, the surrounding country was much infested with 
 robbers, who often concealed that crime by murder • but a sever- 
 ity only justified by the circumstances, struck a wholesome terror 
 into the hearts of the highwaymen. 
 
 Austin^s was not the only colony brought into Texas from the 
 United States, but the others had not the same advantages. San 
 Felipe was surrounded by a vast tract of unclaimed lands, and 
 when these were granted to Austin, there was no man to dispute 
 his right ; but the rest were located by the government upon 
 lands claimed, by others, and those fomented the popular feeling 
 of the Mexicans against the Americans. 
 
 The colony most unfortunate in this respect was that of which 
 Hadjden Edwards was empresario, or leader. After land had 
 been granted to the settlers and improved by them, old Mexican 
 claims were revived, and the officials, jealous of the rapidly in- 
 creasing element, decided invariably against the Americans. 
 The diflleulty soon culminated in war, and the Fred onians al- 
 lied themselves with the Indians, through the agency of John 
 Dunn Hunter. This was a white man who had been captured by 
 the Cherokees when a child, and who had obtained almost para- 
 mount influence in the tribe. These allies were secured by a prom- 
 ise that when success had been obtained, Texas should be divid- 
 ed equally between the Indians and Americans ; for the Fredo- 
 mans aimed at no less a prize than the political independence of 
 Mexico. But Texas was not yet ready for self-government ; the 
 Mexican forces, under Col. Bean, attacked and routed the F»redon- 
 ians ; th@ Indians wero bought off from their alliance by gifts of 
 land; to show their attachment to th© established authority, the 
 savages murdered Hunter, who would have kept them to their 
 first promise; Edwards was dispossessed of his grant, and he and 
 his colonists returned to the United States. 
 
200 
 
 THE AUSTINS. 
 
 During this war in Fredonia, the other colonies progressed 
 finely. But all were regarded with a jealous eye by the Mexi- 
 cans, because they so faithfully preserved their own institutions. 
 
 At the time when Mexico was a dependency of Spain, Texas 
 had been a separate province; but when the independent consti- 
 tution was adopted, Coahuila and Texas were made one state. 
 
 THE MURDER OF HUNTER. 
 
 This large extent of territory being comprised under one govern- 
 ment, and that inefficient, crying evils naturally arose. The con- 
 stitution of this double state was adopted in 1827, being ostensibly 
 modeled on that of the United States, but with fatal differences. 
 One law passed in 1830, prohibited further immigration from the 
 United States. This, however, was disregarded by those who wish- 
 ed to come, and in 1831 the Americans there numbered about 
 iwentj thousands 
 
GENERAL SAM HOUISTOJS^ 
 
 201 
 
 The Mexican revolution of 1832 showed clearly the strength of 
 Texas, and hence increased the jealous hatred of the Mexicans 
 towards her. The anxiety of the United States government to 
 Bxtend its limits to the southwest also contributed to strengthen 
 their suspicions of the colonists. The Americans were accused 
 of trying to carry their new homo over to their native country, 
 and for this purpose, it was thought, they fought so steadily for 
 what they had learned to consider their rights. 
 
 Every man of discernment saw that the day was not far distant 
 when Texas would be no longer a part of Mexico ; but Austin tried 
 to keep his colony peaceful and prosperous, that, when the time 
 came for the struggle, their efforts might be crowned by success. 
 He had refused to aid the Fredonians, for their revolt was pre- 
 mature; his duty to his adopted country forbade his encour- 
 aging resistance to its legally constituted aathorities, when, al- 
 though there were evils, they were hardly such as could or should 
 be redressed by fighting. He knew that his colonists, free-born 
 Anglo-Americans as they were, would not always submit to the 
 government of men accustomed to tyranny, and modelling their 
 istate after those of the Dark Ages of Europe. 
 
 GENERAL SAM HOUSTON. 
 
 Whatever laws might be made, there was no such thing possi- 
 ble as keeping the adventurous and daring spirits of the United 
 States out of any place whither they wished to go, and the dis- 
 turbances of 1832 attracted many such to Texas. Not the least 
 among these, if we consider either his previous position or his 
 later services, was Sam Houston, whose voluntary exile from Ten- 
 nessee, for the past three years, had been explained in many ways. 
 
 Born in Eockbridge County, Yirginia, in 1793, his father died 
 in 1807, leaving a widow and nine children in destitute circum- 
 stances. Eemoval to Blount County, Tennessee, immediately 
 followed, and here the youth of our hero was spent in alternately 
 attending school, working on his mother's farm, and clerking in 
 a store; until suddenly he left home and joined the Cherokee 
 Indians. This wild life does not appear to have lasted very long, 
 for we find him, while still a mere boy, teaching school in order 
 to pay off some debts. At the age of twenty, he enlisted in the 
 army for the Creek war, then raging in Florida, and by his gal- 
 lantry in action won the approval of Gen. Jackson. His daring 
 the field at the battle of the Horseshoe resulted in several 
 
GENERAIi SAM HOUSTOHc 
 
 severe wounds, Irom which he did not recover for over a year ^ 
 and in the promotion to the rank of second lieutenant. 
 
 Being appointed sub-agent for the Cherokee Indians in 1817, 
 he was soon accused of abusing his authority ; but investigation 
 proved that the charges were made by contractors whom he had 
 displeased by his integrity. Receiving in the succeeding year a 
 com'^iiission as first lieutenant, dated back a year, he resigned his 
 
 HOUSTON WOUNDED IN THE CREEK WAR. 
 
 military and civil honors in 1819, to devote himself to the study 
 of the law. In this profession he speedily attained eminence, 
 being in 1819 elected District Attorney ; at the same time the ti- 
 tle of Major-General of militia was accorded to him. Political 
 honors, also, awaited him. Elected and re-elected to Congress 
 in 1823 and '25, he left his seat there at the close of his second 
 
GENERAL ISAM HOUSTON. 
 
 203 
 
 term only to ascend the steps of the gnbernatoriax mansion as its 
 master. In 1829 he was happily married, and to ail appearance 
 there was no cloud in the sky. His majority had been over- 
 whelming, his popularity was unbounded, his administration met 
 with no opposition. Such was the brilliancy of his prospects 
 when, without any warning to those outside their mansion, Mrs. 
 Houston returned to her father's house, and the governor resigned 
 his office and fled from the city in disguise. The news fell like 
 a thunderbolt upon his friends. [Neither of the two who alone 
 could satisfy curiosity ever told the story, and tb^. secret has 
 gone down with them into the grave. 
 
 Houston, on leaving the city, went to the Cheroke^^, who were 
 now settled on the Arkansas Eiver in the Indian Territory, and 
 was by them formally admitted to all the rights of citizenship in < 
 the tribe. But his absence was a puzzling thing to those interest- 
 ed in him, and it was accounted for in various ways. There are al^ 
 ways those who are ready to impute evil, and perhaps the memory 
 of Burr's treason, which men still in the prime of life had known 
 at the time, predisposed them to suspect Houston. It was rum- 
 ored that he was to invade and detach Texas from the Mexican 
 government; that he was to aid Mexico against the Spanish in- 
 vasion; that he was to collect a party of white adventurers and 
 join them to his Indian friends, no one knew for what purpose. 
 So well-defined were these reports that they reached the ears of 
 President Jackson, who immediately wrote to Houston to depre- 
 cate such a thing as the attack upon Texas. Similar information, 
 claiming to be obtained from Houston himself, reached the Pres- 
 ident again, and Jackson confidentially directed the secretary of 
 state of Arkansas to keep him informed of any movements on 
 Houston's part which might seem to confirm this intelligence. 
 He soon received the welcome news that there were no such 
 movements on foot. 
 
 Appointed confidential Indian agent to the tribes of the south- 
 west in 1832, it was probably in the early part of the succeeding 
 year that he went to Texas. He had been solicited by friends 
 there, as early as 1829, to join them, but had preferred his life in 
 the Cherokee nation. When he did cross the boundary H was 
 probably, at first, in prosecution of the work assigned him as 
 Indian agent. The Mexicans complained a great deal of the in- 
 roads of Indians from the United States, and Houston had orders 
 P^m our government to induce them to leave Texas and return 
 
204 
 
 COLONEL JAMElL BOWIE. 
 
 to their reservations. While engaged in this work, ^.iieh the 
 jealousy of the Mexican authorities rendered unsuccessful, he 
 met with Col. James Bowie, around whose name clusters so many 
 border associations, and who lived and died so bravely for Texas, 
 that it will not be out of place to introduce him still more fully 
 to th^ reader. 
 
 COLONEL JAMES BOWIE. 
 
 A native of Georgia, his parents removed to Louisiana in 1802, 
 with their five sons, of whom the most famous in after years was 
 the second, James. Here he grew to manhood, tall and well- 
 proportioned, fair-haired and blue-eyed ; erect in bearing, mild 
 and quiet in his manner; jovial and companionable, but not a 
 drunkard; with a wonderful art of winning people to him, and 
 extremely prodigal of his money. Contrary to the impression 
 which generally prevails, he was not an habitual duelist. The 
 knife which bears his name, and which was first made by his bro- 
 ther, Eezin P. Bowie, was never but once used by him except as a 
 hunting knife. This single occasion was in 1827, when James 
 Bowie met, on a sand-bar in the Mississippi, an antagonist by 
 whom he had been, on a previous occasion, waylaid and shot. 
 James Bowie fell at the first fire, and his opponent, Wright, was 
 advancing to give him the coup de grace, when Bowie drew the 
 knife and killed him. Several others were killed in this fight, 
 for the quarrel had been well known, and both men had many 
 partisans. After a lucrative trade in the negroes captured by 
 Lafitte, bought by the Bowies and sold in Louisiana, James and 
 Eezin P. Bowie settled in Texas, in 1830, the former became a 
 naturalized citizen, and soon afterward married the daughter of 
 the Yice Governor of San Antonio. 
 
 Late in 1831, the two brothers, accompanied by seven of their f 
 countrymen and two negro servants, set out in search of the de- 
 serted silver mines of San Saba. They had been on the road more 
 than two weeks when they were overtaken by two Comanches 
 iind a Mexican captive. Early the next morning, before they 
 had left the camp, the Mexican of that party arrived in a state of 
 great exhaustion, with a warning message from the Comanche 
 • chief. Over a hundred and fifty hostile Indians would soon at- 
 tack the little party, in spite of the efforts of the Comanches to 
 dissuade them. The chief offered what assistance he could give 
 them, but his party only numbered sixteen, badly armed and 
 without ammunition. Col. Bowie deemed it wisest to push on 
 
OCL^iNKL JAMES BOWIE, 
 
 205 
 
 towards tne old fort on the San Saba, and the Mexican returned 
 to his party. 
 
 But with bad roads and worn-out horses, it was impossible for 
 them to travel thirty miles that day. It was at first difficult for 
 them to find any camping-place where they would be at all secure 
 from the Indians, but finally they selected a cluster of live-oak 
 trees, near which was a thicket of bushes of similar growth, and, 
 thirty or forty yards in another direction, a stream of wator. 
 They were not disturbed during the night, but in the morning, 
 just as they were about to leave the camp, discovered the Indians 
 about two hundred yards away. They numbered one hundred 
 and sixty-four, while there were eleven men, all told, in the camp. 
 The whites accordingly wished to avoid a fight, and sent outEe- 
 zin Bowie and David Buchanan to parley with them. Advanc- 
 ing to within forty yards of where they had halted, Bowie asked 
 them, in their own tongue, to send forward their chief to talk 
 with him. They replied in English with the salutation : ^^How d'ye 
 do ? How d'ye do V and with a volley from their rifles, breaking 
 Buchanan's leg. With his wounded comrade on his back, Bowie 
 started back to the encampment, followed by a heavy fire. Bu- 
 chanan was wounded twice again, but slightly, while Bowie es- 
 caped unhurt. A spirited contest now ensued, the rifles of the 
 whites doing deadly work among the Indians on the open prai- 
 rie. Slowly and surely the savages closed around the little camp 
 in a complete circle, and the white men almost despaired of driv- 
 ing them ofl*. But the Indians were by no means pleased at their 
 success ; every volley from the camp brought down five or six 
 of their warriors, while they had no guide for their aim but the 
 smoke of the white men's guns. They now determined to resort 
 to stratagem, and set fire to the dry grass of the prairie with a 
 double object in view; it would at once drive the whites from 
 their shelter, and enable the Indians, under cover of the smoke, 
 to carry off their dead and wounded. A change in the wind ren- 
 dered the position of the white men doubly dangerous, driving 
 the fire directly upon them; if they remained where they were, 
 they would be burned alive; if they left it, it would be to fall 
 into the hands of the enemy. Only one fire remained in their 
 guns, and in the shower of sparks no man dared open his powder- 
 horn. The thicket which sheltered them was now burnt, and 
 they set abotit building a breastw jrk of loose stones and of earth 
 which they dug up with their knives and sticks. The fight had 
 
206 
 
 COLOiSJUlLi JAMES 
 
 lasted since sunrise, and it was now nearly nigtiG. The Indians 
 withdrew to a distance of about three hundred yards, and en- 
 camped, while Bowie's party working hard at the earthwork^ 
 succeeding in raising it breast-high by ten o'clock. As they 
 worked, they could hear the wild lament of the Indians over their 
 dead, and when they awoke at the change of guard, the sad 
 sounds still greeted their ears. They prepared for another at- 
 ^mek next day, although their originally small party had been 
 
 GENERAL SANTA ANNA. 
 
 much reduced, one man being killed and three wounded ; but the 
 Indians did not again attack them. Eight days were passed here, 
 when they returned to San Antonio, a twelve days' journey. 
 
 Such was the famous Col. Bowie, of whose death by the hands 
 of the enemies of Texas we shall learn later on. His introduc- 
 tion of Houston to various Mexican authorities probably proved 
 of material advantage to our hero. Of course it was Houston's 
 character and reputation that drew Bowie to him, and that, onN 
 two months after his first coming to Texas, led to his election a» 
 
STEPHEN F. AUSTIN. 
 
 a delegate to the postponed constitutional convention. Houston 
 was the chairman of the committee that framed a constitution to 
 be submitted to the general government and to the people; a 
 brief, but model document, that would have insured to the Tex- 
 ans, had it ever gone into effect, all those rights and privileges 
 so dear to the people of the United States. Three delegates were 
 chosen, to present this constitution to the supreme government^ 
 Stephen F. Austin being elected by the largest majority. For 
 gome reason the others, Wharton and Miller, did not execute the 
 commission, and Austin went alone to the capital. 
 
 Santa Anna had been recently elected President, but had re- 
 tired to his estates, leaving Vice President Farias in charge of 
 the government. His design was to overturn the constitution 
 and establish a '^strong'' government, with himself as dictator; 
 hoping that his retirement would relieve him of responsibility. 
 Meanwhile, all political business was thrown into disorder, which 
 was further increased by a terrible epidemic prevailing in the city. 
 In a few weeks, cholera carried oif ten thousand of the inhabit- 
 ants of the metropolis; it spread to the provinces; the meetings 
 of Congress, even, were deranged by it. 
 
 Austin despaired of the success of his mission. He had already 
 urged his suit with such importunity as to offend Farias ; there, 
 was no prospect that Congress would take any action upon it^ 
 Full of disappointment, he wrote to a citizen of San Antonio, 
 recommending that all the municipalities of Texas unite in form^ 
 ing a state, under the constitution of 1824, and thus prepare to 
 resist a refusal of their application. Some one in San Antonio 
 sent a copy of this letter to Farias, who received it after Austin 
 had left the capital. An express was immediately despatched, 
 and Austin arrested and carried back to a Mexican prison. For 
 four months he lay in close confinement from the light of day, 
 and for a time denied the use of writing materials. These were 
 furnished him, however, by a priest who had ministered to the 
 colony of San Felipe — a warm personal friend, — and the musings 
 written in pencil in a small memorandum book give a picture 
 of his mind. 
 
 In June his condition was improved. He was removed to 
 more comfortable quarters, and given to understand that he would 
 — sometime — be brought to trial. The charge was treason, and 
 the first court before which he was brought was a military one. 
 The judge decided it was a case over which he had no jurisdic* 
 
208 STEPHEN F. AUSTIN. 
 
 tion. A civil court was next tried, but the same decision was 
 given. Tiae judges knew that there were no real charges, but 
 were equally afraid to acquit or convict. Austin ascribed his 
 persecution to a crew of land-sharks, who had fraudulently ob- 
 tained eight hundred leagues of land around Monclova. These 
 men knew that if he were at liberty, he would expose their claim. 
 
 During his imprisonment, he was re-elected to the Legislature, 
 but never occupied his seat. Eumors reached him, now accusing 
 him of being too Mexican, now of paying too much deference to 
 popular opinion in Texas. At last, after he had been in prison 
 for a year and a half, and absent ten months longer, he was al- 
 lowed to return to San Felipe in September, 1835. The greater 
 part of the time that he was a prisoner the confinement was mere- 
 ly nominal, and he was treated with flattering attentions by Santa 
 Anna, when that official resumed the reins of power. Nearly a 
 year before Austin was permitted to return, the President had 
 taken the petitions of the Texans under consideration, convoking 
 a special council, in which Austin had a seat, for that purpose. 
 His decision was adverse to the erection of Texas into a separate 
 state, although he held out hopes that he would organize it as ^ 
 territory. 
 
 Texas had been the scene of confusion for two years. Early in 
 1835 the Federal Congress had reduced the number of the militia 
 to one soldier for each five hun '^ed inhabitants, and decreed that 
 the others should be disarmed, ^his measure was intended to 
 prevent resistance to anything that Santa Anna might propose, 
 but failed signally. While the President was pretending to give 
 favorable attention to them, he was really planning a military 
 occupation of the state, and only awaiting an excuse to punish 
 them for their boldness. 
 
 This excuse was soon made by oppression. The spirit of the 
 people had been aroused by various tyrannical actions, in the 
 assessment and collection of taxes, in quartering soldiers upon 
 the people, and in arresting several citizens upon slight pretence^ 
 
 In pursuance of the decree directing the disarming of the citi- 
 zens. Captain Castinado was sent to seize a small cannon at Gon- 
 zales, that was used against the Indians. The citizens were pre- 
 pared to resist the demand by force, and the Mexicans were soen 
 compelled to withdraw. The warlike spirit spread like a prairie 
 fire in the fall ; and before a month had passed, two forts, Goliarl 
 and Lipantitlan, garrisoned by Mexicans, had been captured. 
 
STEPHEN F, AUSTIN. 
 
 209 
 
 This was done by volunteers who were without military organ- 
 ization, the leader being elected only for one attack. Some of the 
 more prominent men in camp wrote to San Felipe requesting 
 Austin to come to them, and he was elected their commander. 
 
 A TEXAN" RAIN^GER. 
 
 At this stage there were two parties in Texas, one declaring 
 for war, the other for peace. Of this latter, the leading spirit 
 was Sam Houston, who, in August, 1835, introduced at a meeting 
 , in San Augustine a series of resolutions which, although they 
 remonstrated against Santa Annans tyranny, professed loyalty to 
 the national constitution oi 1824. But it soon became evident, 
 even to him, that it was impossible to prevei t war, and in Nov- 
 ember of the same year he accepted the commission tendered 
 him — commander of the troops of Eastern Texas. 
 25 
 
210 
 
 TEXAS WAR FOR, INDEPENDENCE. 
 
 Houston did not wish to interfere with Gen. Austin, and, when 
 the latter urged him to take entire command, absolutely refused 
 to do so; saying that Austin had been elected by the troops, and 
 the reinforcements had been enlisted under them ; that if he were 
 to resign it might afford ground for discontent. The same Gen- 
 eral Council, which elected Houston to his military position, es- 
 tablished a provisional government, and, after declaring the stand 
 which Texas had taken to be in accordance with the support of 
 the constitution of 1824, adjourned until March 1, 1836. At this 
 second session, Austin was sent as a commissioner to the United 
 States to secure loans to maintain the government ; Henry Smith 
 was elected governor, and Houston commander-in-chief. 
 
 But the interval between these two sessions is not devoid of 
 interest. On the second of November, the Texan army, number- 
 ing at least a thousand men, left Concepcion, where, on the twen- 
 ty-eighth of October, they had defeated the Mexicans under 
 Gen. Cos, losing but one man to the enemy's sixty, and marched to 
 San Antonio de Bexar, one and a half miles away. The town had 
 been put in good condition to maintain a siege, breastworks be- 
 ing thrown up at the entrance of every street into the square, a 
 redoubt erected in a vacant lot fronting the plaza, and artillery 
 mounted behind the parapet on the roof of the old church. The 
 Mexicans numbered about eight hundred, and were well supplied 
 with cannon, while the Texans had but five small pieces. It had. 
 been decided that to storm the place would involve the loss of too 
 many men, and that, therefore, a regular siege should be ordered,. 
 
 Every eifort was made to draw the enemy out of his fortifica- 
 tions, but in vain. They soon gave evidence of weakness by send- 
 ing horses away to lessen the consumption of provisions ; three 
 hundred animals, sent to Laredo, were captured by a detachment 
 under Col. Travis ; their poor condition showed the scarcity of 
 provender in the town, and Austin thought that it could not long 
 hold out. But Cos was waiting for reinforcements, and would not 
 surrender. The Texans grew impatient with inaction, and the 
 besieging force gradually diminished, until, by the fourteenth, 
 there were less than six hundred. 
 
 The Grass Fight,'' as it is called, occurring on the twenty- 
 sixth, was the first engagement, of note during the siege. A for- 
 aging party, sent out by Gen. Cos, was attacked by Col. Bowie and 
 a force of about one hundred men. A confused, running fight, the 
 Mexicans beiiig reinforced, resulted favorably for the Texans. 
 
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 They had none killed, two wounded and one missing, while the 
 enemy had fifty killed and several wounded. 
 
 The Texans were reinforced before assistance reached the 
 Mexicans. Mexico complained bitterly of the assistance in men, 
 ammunition, and money that JSTew Orleans was busily transmit' 
 ting to the rebel citizens of a friendly government. President 
 Jackson replied that there was no law in the United States to 
 prohibit the transmission of arms or funds or prevent persons 
 from leaving the country, if they did not organize forces within 
 its limits. So high ran the feeling that forces were organized 
 within the United States, but no one notified the authorities, and 
 more than one well equipped company was sent to aid the pa- 
 triots. Notable among these were the New Orleans Grays, two 
 companies of which were sent to San A.ntonio in less than a month 
 and a half after the news of the Texan revolution had reached 
 New Orleans. 
 
 Gen.Burleson was now in command of the army around Bexar^ 
 which, although considerably reinforced, did not number more 
 than eight hundred men. An attack on the town was ordered^ 
 but subsequently postponed. The rage of the soldiers on learning 
 the latter decision was indescribable, and when, late in the even- 
 ing of the fourth of December, Col. Benjamin R. Milam cried : 
 " Who will go with old Ben Milam into San Antonio V he wa? 
 answered by a shout from every man in the army. The assault 
 took place on the morning of the fifth, and for four days the TeX' 
 ans pressed hard upon the enemy. At length, on the morning of 
 the ninth. Gen. Cos, who was now shut up in the Alamo, sent a 
 flag of truce, expressing a desire to capitulate. Easy terms were 
 given, the ofiicers being required to pledge their word of honor 
 that they would not in any way oppose the re-establishment of 
 the constitution of 1824. 
 
 Col. Milam was killed early in the assault, and the honor of 
 the victory belonged to Col. Johnson, upon whom the command 
 devolved. To him, also, Gen. Burleson delegated the command 
 at the Alamo, leaving a force suflicient to garrison it; the re- 
 mainder of the army dispersed. The humanity with which the 
 wounded Mexicans were treated was remarkable in the annals of 
 war, but, as we shall see later, the lesson was lost upon the en- 
 emy. 
 
 But new difficulties were to beset the new republic, only to be 
 averted by a clear head and a strong hand. An effort was made 
 
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 to depose the existing authorities on account of inefficiency ; but 
 Houston replied to this speech, in a meeting at San Felipe, with 
 such effect that the mover of the resolutions tore them up and 
 left the assembly. While these internal dissensions weakened 
 Texas, Mexico became the more united. The surrender of Cos 
 at San Antonio was by the Mexicans regarded as a disgrace, and 
 all concurred in an eager desire to avenge the dignity of the re- 
 public. Of this feeling the Texans were hardly aware ; they 
 still looked for co-operation from the other states in supporting 
 the constitution of 1824, yet, with a strange inconsistency, were 
 looking confidently forward to independence. It was in accord- 
 ance with this feeling of the Mexicans that Santa Anna deter- 
 mined to lead the Mexican army in person into Texas, and, col- 
 lecting a force and maintaining it by a tax of one per cent, every 
 twenty days, he entered the state a little after the middle of Feb ■ 
 ruary, 1836. At the beginning of the war in the previous yeai^ 
 the Texans had united to repel 
 the invader; but now they show- 
 ed not one hundredth part of that 
 activity. They were exhausted 
 by privations and toils ; they did 
 not believe that Santa Anna 
 would enter the state again ; there 
 would be volunteers from the 
 United States to assist them, if 
 they waited ; and the quarrels 
 of the civil authorities had a par- 
 alyzing effect upon the people. 
 
 The invasion was a thing not to 
 be denied by the civil or mili- general sam Houston. 
 
 tary officers, however, and Gov. Smith despatched Col. Travis, 
 Gen. Houston and Col. Bowie, each with a force of thirty men, 
 to the relief of Bexar. On the twenty-third of February, the 
 town was regularly invested by a force of five or six thousand, 
 the besieged numbering but one hundred and forty-five. These 
 are the numbers as stated by Col. Travis, in a letter written dur* 
 ing the siege. On the sixth of March, 1836, the Alamo fell. The 
 garrison had held out a long time, and had fought desperately; 
 the commander, Travis, fell, mortally wounded by a ball j a Mex- 
 ican officer rushed towards him with drawn sword; the hero of 
 the Alamo, rousing himself wit^jth^energy of despair, drew his 
 
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 own sword, and the two enemies closed in a fatal union, the 
 sword of each sheathed into the breast of the other. Such was the 
 spirit with which these men fought for their independence. Every 
 prisoner was slain. The corpse of Travis was hunted out from 
 the heaps of slain, that Santa Anna might run his sword through 
 it. Two officers were detailed to pile up the bodies of the defend- 
 ers and burn them. In the search they found a man still alive, 
 lying sick on a stretcher. 
 
 Do you know him?^^ asked one. 
 
 I think,^' replied the other, it is the infamous Col. Bowie.'' 
 They berated him for fighting against the Mexican government ; 
 he replied by denouncing them for fighting under such a tyrant 
 as Santa Anna ; they commanded silence ; he answered : 
 " Not when ordered by such as you/' 
 
 ^^Then we will relieve you of your tongue,^' rejoined one of 
 the officers. 
 
 The brutal order was given to the soldiers near by, and speed- 
 ily obeyed. The bleeding and mutilated body of the gallant Tex- 
 an was thrown upon the heap of the slain, the funeral pile of the 
 patriots saturated with camphene, and the tall pillar of flame 
 that shot upward bore the soul of Bowie up to God. 
 
 A woman and a negro servant were the only persons in the 
 fort whose lives were spared. These were sent to Gen. Houston, 
 accompanied by a Mexican, who was commanded to offer peace 
 and general amnesty to the Texans, if they would lay down their 
 arms and submit to the government of Santa Anna. Gen. Hous- 
 ton's answer was : 
 
 True, sir, you have succeeded in killing some of our bravest 
 men, but the Texans are not yet conquered.'' 
 
 These words were accompanied by a copy of the Declaration 
 of Independence, which had been adopted at Washington on the 
 second of the month. 
 
 Having taken San Antonio, Santa Anna diverted the attention 
 of the patriots by feints upon Gonzales and Bastrop, and then 
 marched upon Goliad, where Col. Fannin, the hero of Concep- 
 cion, was stationed with a small force of volunteers, variously 
 estimated. In obedience to an order from Gen. Houston, Fannin, 
 who had greatly diminished his force by sending out parties to 
 the assistance of neighboring settlements, set out towards Victo- 
 ria. After a march of six or eight miles towards the Coleta, he 
 ordered a halt, to graze and rest the osen and refresh the troops. 
 
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 The march had hardly been resumed, when they were attacked 
 by the Mexicans. All day long they fought, and when night 
 came, as neither side had gained a decisive victory, the Texan 
 officers decided that that they could not save their wounded with- 
 out capitulating. A white flag sent out by them was promptly 
 answered by the enemy; the Mexican General Urrea would treat 
 only with the commanding officer. Col. Fannin, though crippled 
 by a wound, went out and made excellent terms. The Texans 
 were to be received and treated as prisoners of war, and were 
 accordingly marched back to Goliad, where they arrived March 
 22d. On the evening of the twenty-sixth, the prisoners were dis- 
 cussing their departure to the United States, whither they were 
 to be sent, and some were playing ^' Home, Sweet Home,^^ upon 
 the flute, when a courier arrived from Santa Anna. At dawn the 
 next day (Palm Sunday), the Texans were formed in several di- 
 visions and marched off in different directions. Four Texan 
 physicians, who had been employed in caring for the Mexican 
 wounded, were taken to the tent of Col. Guerrier, a Mexican 
 officer. A volley was heard from the east; another from the 
 south 3 more than one voice cried "Hurrah for Texas before 
 it was stilled forever; many fled for their lives, but were fol- 
 lowed and cut down by the cavalry. 
 
 " Can it be possible,^' asked Dr. Shackelford of Col. Guerrier, as 
 that officer entered his tent, that they are murdering our men?^^ 
 
 " It is true,'' answered the Mexican, " but I have not given the 
 order or executed it/' 
 
 Three hundred and thirty Texans suffered death by that order 
 of Santa Anna's, about twenty-seven escaping to their friends. 
 
 Santa Anna was now fully convinced that Texas was almost 
 completely subdued, and proposed to return, leaving a subordi- 
 nate officer to finish the work ; but the representations of his 
 generals prevented him from carrying out this plan. The Texan 
 army retreated towards the west, Houston having decided to 
 make the Colorado the line of defence; but the panic, which 
 spread through the country, kept men at home to defend their 
 families, and thus no reinforcements came. This panic was main- 
 ly produced by the deserters from Houston's army. The com- 
 mander-in-chief earnestly begged the chairman of the military 
 committee to re-assure the people. "We can raise three thou- 
 sand men in Texas," he wrote, " and fifteen hundred can defeat 
 all that Santa Anna can send to the Colorado." Every effort was 
 
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 made «^ raise more troops, but no reinforcements had arrived 
 when the news of Fannin's surrender came. The army was about 
 to attack the Mexicans, but on hearing this intelligence, Houston 
 decided not to risk a battle — these few men around him were the 
 only hope of Texas — and ordered a retreat. I held no councils 
 of war,'' he said, in announcing this movement to the govern- 
 ment. "If I err, the blame is mine.'' The retreat was commen- 
 ced on the evening of the twenty-sixth of March ; being rein- 
 forced by one hundred and thirty men. Encamping west of the 
 Biazos, the enemy gradually advanced upon them. The Texans 
 had received some reinforcements, and had also succeeded in 
 bringing up two six-pounders, the famous pieces of artillery pre- 
 sented by citizens of Cincinnati, and named the Twin Sisters. 
 They crossed the Brazos, and here Houston told them that he had 
 been blamed by some because the Texans were not permitted to 
 meet the enemy; but that, as soon as circumstances would per- 
 mit, they should have fighting to their satisfaction. Texas could 
 not survive two battles ; they could not merely check the enemy ; 
 • he must be whipped, and the work done in one fight. 
 
 On the seventh of April Houston notified the army to be ready 
 Tor action at any moment. The spies kept them informed of the 
 movements of the enemy, and on the nineteenth they learned 
 that Santa Anna was there in person. The Texans continued 
 their march, closely followed by the Mexicans, until on the 
 twenty-first both were encamped near the San Jacinto river. 
 Here at noon of that day a council of war was held under a 
 tree, the officers discussing whether they should attack the enemy 
 or await an attack from him. Some of them urged that the 
 strength of Santa Anna's position and the coolness of his veterans 
 would be disastrous to the raw militia of their army, but others 
 favored the attack. A bridge, which was the only passage to the 
 Brazos, was hewn down by the Texans to cut off the retreat 
 of the Mexicans. About three in the afternoon, the Texan army 
 formed in line of battle. The twin sisters opened a destructive 
 fire upon the Mexicans when within about two hundred yards of 
 their breastworks ; and the whole line, advancing in double-quick . 
 time, crying "Eemember the Alamo ! Eemember (Joliad !" pour- 
 ed a murderous fire into their ranks. The Texans never halted, 
 but on the left pressed on to the woodland, driving the Mexicans 
 before them, the cavalry on the right meeting with the same sue* 
 cess. In the center the enemy's artillery had been taken, a^i 
 
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 HOUSTON DICTATING ORDERS. 
 
 turned against his own flying forces. The Texan commander was 
 everywhere along the line of attack, encouraging and directing 
 his men ; often getting in front of his own gunners. 
 
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 In fifteen minutes from the time of the first assault the Mexi- 
 cans were flying in all directions. With terrible slaughter among 
 the fugitives the flight continued, men and horses, dead and dy- 
 ing, forming a bridge through the morass for the pursuers. Not 
 many of the Texans were wounded; the commander-in-chief had 
 his horse shot two or three times, and received a severe wound 
 in the ankle. Still the chase continued, Houston still at the head 
 of his men. The Texans, having no time to load, clubbed their 
 guns; then they used their pistols, and their bowie-knives next 
 came into requisition. Night fell, and the pursuit was given over 
 
 HOUSTON AT SAN JACINTO. 
 
 for that day. The victors secured seven hundred and thirty prison- 
 ers, and provided for the wounded of both armies as well as they 
 could. Two hundred and eight of these were Mexicans, twenty- 
 five were Texans; six hundred and thirty of Santa Annans men, 
 and eight of Houston's had been killed. The Texans had taken, 
 besides, a large quantity of arms, great numbers of horses and 
 mules, the camp equipage and the military chest of the enemy, 
 the latter containing about twelve thousand dollars. The impor- 
 tance of this acquisition will be apparent when it is stated that 
 
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 Ihere v7as no such thing belonging to the Texan army. Houston 
 had started out, on this campaign, with a private fund of two 
 hundr<\d dollars; one-fourth of this sum had been given to a 
 Toman who had been widowed by the Alamo massacre, as he 
 vJiad not the heart to refuse her request for aid. 
 
 The excitement of the battle had hitherto made him forget hia 
 wound, but now, in the comparative quiet, Houston found his 
 foot intolerably painful; the boot was cut from the swollen limb, 
 and everything done to alleviate the pain. 
 
 Detachments were sent put, the next morning, to scour the 
 
 THE FLNDINQ OF "THE MtOHTY AlH) GLOMOUS." 
 
 country for the purpose of making prisoners. One of a party of 
 five, while in the act of shooting a deer, discovered a Mexican 
 fugitive. All rode after him, but he fell into a morass. They 
 had some difficulty in getting him out. In answer to their ques- 
 tions, he said he was a private soldier; they pointed to the fine 
 jtuds in his shirt, when, burstioig into tears, he admitted himself 
 an aide-de-camp of the general. Not being able to walk, he was 
 placed on one of the horses and taken to the Texan camp. 
 
 As the party passed the prisoners, a murmur of surprise wa«s 
 heard, increasing until the equally surprised captors distinguish- 
 ed the words, "El Presidents It was, indeed, the Mexican 
 
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 dictator who had caused the massacre of the Alamo and Goliad 
 — Santa Anna, himself, " The Miglicy and Glorious/' 
 
 Being conducted into the presence of Gen. Houston, he imme- 
 diately proposed to negotiate for his release. Gen. Houston told 
 him that the civil government of Texas would take cognizance 
 of that; that he had no authority to treat. Houston rebuked 
 Santa Anna for his cruelties, and received the excuse that the 
 rules of war had devoted Travis and his men to death, since they 
 had refused to surrender, although unequal to defense ; that if 
 
 SAOTA ANNA BEFOKE HOUSTON. 
 
 Pannin had ever capitulated, he was not aware of it; XJrrea had 
 deceived him, and informed him that they were vanquished ; and 
 he had orders from his government to execute all that were taken 
 with arms in their hands, Eaising himself painfully, Houston 
 said : 
 
 " General Santa Anna, you are the government — a dictator 
 has no superior/' ' 
 
 It was at this interview that Houston, excited by a remark de- 
 rogatory to the bravery of the Texans, by one of Santa Anna's 
 subordinates, took from his pocket an ear of dry corn, and, hold- 
 ing it out, said, Sir, do you ever expect to conquer men who 
 fight for freedom, when their general can march four days with 
 one ear of corn for his rations?'' 
 
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 The prisoner was assigned quarters near Gen. Houston's tent^ 
 and was treated with great magnanimity. An armistice wa8 
 agreed upon, Santa Anna sending orders to Gen. Filisola, his 
 second in command, to retire to Victoria and Bexar, to set free 
 all prisoners, and not to ravage the country. Dilferent opinions 
 prevailed in the Texan cabinet as to what course should be pur- 
 sued; a small minority favored the immediate execution of the 
 monster, but the majority judged that such a course would enrage 
 Mexico still more, and lose them the sympathy so active in their 
 favor in the United States. It was finally decided to treat with 
 him, and on the fourteenth of May, 1836, a public and a secret 
 treaty were signed, by which Santa Anna acknowledged the in- 
 dependence of Texas, and engaged to remove his troops from the 
 state. 
 
 Gen. Houston's wound had proved so troublesome that he was 
 obliged to ask for leave of absence, and go to New Orleans for 
 surgical aid 3 leaving Texas May 5, he was absent j ust two months. 
 Returning, he found the independence of Texas fully establish- 
 ed, although the treaty had not yet been entirely fulfilled, Santa 
 Anna being still a prisoner. His detention rendered Texas all 
 the safer, as the Mexicans found it impossible to raise another 
 invading army without the presence of their dictator. 
 
 A general election was ordered by the President to take place 
 in September; for the highest office, the supreme executive, there 
 were two candidates, Stephen P. Austin and Henry Smith. About 
 two weeks before the election, an assembly of more than six 
 hundred persons at Columbia nominated Houston. On his ar- 
 rival in New Orleans he had been solicited by a number of Tex- 
 ans there, to become a candidate for the presidenc}^, but had 
 positively refused. At this time, each of the two candidates re- 
 presented a political party, the power of each party being about 
 equal. Houston knew that he would be obliged to fill all appoint- 
 ive offices with his political friends, and his administration would . 
 meet with severe criticism and stern opposition from the other ■ 
 party. Houston himself was free from the trammels which ■ 
 bound the others, and believing that he could effect a consolid- 
 ation of both, he accepted the nomination, and was elected by a 1 
 large majority. The constitution adopted at this election gave H 
 him the appointment of his cabinet, and Gen. Austin was made 
 Secretary of State, and Ex-Gov. Smith Secretary of the Treasury. 
 
 Besides the questions already mentioned as submitted to the 
 
TEXAS WAR FOR INDEPENDENCE. 
 
 people in this election, there was another of considerable impor- 
 tance, both now and later. Should Texas apply for admission 
 into the Eepublic of the United States ? This was decided in the af- 
 firmative by a nearly unanimous vote, and Austin immediately 
 went to work to prepare instructions for the diplomatic agents 
 that were to be sent to our capital. For three days he worked, 
 and late into the night, in a room that, in spite of the extremely 
 cold weather, was without fire. The exposure brought on a cold 
 which terminated fatally on the twenty-seventh of December. 
 Thus early in the history of the infant republic died ^Hhe father 
 of Texas, the first pioneer of the wilderness/' His untiring ser- 
 vices w^ere fitly styled invaluable by the order iss-fted from the 
 War Department. His mission to the United States was a deli- 
 cate and difficult one, but executed with fidelity and crowned 
 with success. 
 
 It is unnecessary to detail the events of this administration. 
 A threatened invasion from Mexico was repelled; the United 
 States acknowledged the independence of Texas, but refused to 
 listen to her request for annexation ; the Indians were made to 
 keep at a respectful distance ; economy of the strictest kind was 
 practiced even to the disbanding of the army. The constitution 
 made the first presidential term only two years in length, the 
 incumbent being ineligible for re-election ; so that in 1838 he left 
 the office, that for the next three years was to be filled by the 
 late Vice-President, Gen. Lamar. "When Houston was elected 
 for the second time he found the public debt enormously increas- 
 ed ; government securities worth but fifteen or twenty cents on 
 the dollar; the Indians hostile ; the Mexicans threatening anoth- 
 er invasion. The Congress, then in session, was busily con- 
 sidering questions of retrenchment and reform, and to them the 
 new President lent his most earnest endeavors. Yarious recom- 
 mendations of his were acted upon, and a rigid economy prac- 
 tised in all departments of the government. 
 
 About this time, the question of annexation to the United 
 States was revived. Mexico had not, for six years, made any 
 serious attempt to re-conquer her revolted province, and the Tex- 
 ans judged that this would be a point in their favor. But the 
 Mexicans heard of the movement, and to keep up their claim, 
 sent a number of small marauding parties into Texas. In view 
 of these inroads. President Houston recommended to Congress 
 that the archives of the government be removed from Austin to 
 
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 some more secure point. Thereupon ensued the "Archive War/' 
 a bloodless combat, in which the pride of the city of Austin was 
 laid low. 
 
 The Mexican raids continued, and in March, 1842, San Antonio 
 and Groliad were taken. Many prisoners were taken by the en- 
 emy in the succeeding year, and were badly treated. The re- 
 lease of one hundred atid four in the year 1844 has been thought 
 to be in accordance with the dying request of Santa Annans wife, 
 i Early in the year 1843, it was expected that a large party of 
 Mexican merchants, with valuable stocks of goods, would pass 
 along that large strip of uninhabited country belonging to Tex- 
 as. They were looked upon as legitimate prey, since the war 
 had recommenced, and the War Department, instructed by Pres- 
 ident Houston, authorized the organization of a party for its cap- 
 ture. Col. Snively, the commander of the expedition, was in- 
 structed to keep on Texas soil, make captures only in honorable 
 warfare, and pay one-half of the spoils into the public treasury. 
 This last was regarded as an unreasonable condition, and was 
 rejected. The party of one hundred and eighty men set out about 
 the middle of April, and, two months later, fell in with a party 
 of Mexican soldiers sent to guard the train. Of these seventeen 
 were killed and eighty taken prisoners. Elated with their suc- 
 cess ( for they had taken a good supply of pro visions and horses), 
 the party separated, preferring to return by two different routes, 
 The news that such an expedition was contemplated had reach- 
 ed St. Louis, and two hundred U. S. dragoons had been sent out • 
 to protect the caravan. These discovered Snively's party, sur^ 
 rounded it, and under pretense that it was on the soil of the Un- 
 ited States, compelled the men to surrender and give up their ? 
 arms. It was afterwards proven that they were on Texan soil, I 
 and the United States paid for the guns that had been seized. 
 
 The miserable failure of this expedition caused it to be after- 
 ward disclaimed by the President as unauthorized, but this was 
 not sufficient to prevent his being blamed severely for it at the 
 time. Ifit had been successful, that would have been another 
 thing entirely. But Houston was becoming unpopular, because 
 of his attitude regarding the question of the day — annexation. 
 Desiring it as earnestly as any of his constituents, he dissembled 
 his wishes, thinking an indifferent attitude on the part of Texas 
 would sooner secure it ; this was not generally understood, and he 
 was accused of thwarting the wishes of the people in that direction. 
 
TEXAS WAR FOR INDEPENDENCE. 
 
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 A more honorable measure than the Snively expedition, was 
 the assertion of the strength of the government during the dis- 
 turbances which occurred in the eastern part of the country. Two 
 factions, the Eegulators and the Moderators, defying the law, 
 engaged in a vendetta 3 many men on joth sides were killed and 
 many unlawful acts committed j the militia was called out and the 
 disturbance quelled, but it was several years before peace was 
 established between the more bitter members of the two parties. 
 
 But the securing of an armistice with Mexico was one of the 
 greatest events, if not the greatest of Houston^s second administra- 
 tion. There was every reason to believe that this would result in a 
 treaty between the two republics, by which the elder would rec- 
 ognize the independence of the younger. England and Prance 
 united to insure the independence of Texas, on condition that 
 she should not be annexed to the United States. The application, 
 to be admitted into the Union had been renewed, and rejected 
 again. The influence of the two great European powers that had 
 interested themselves, finally secured Mexico's recognition of 
 Texas as a sovereign power. 
 
 On the election of Mr. Polk to the presidency of the United 
 States, the question which had been twice brought before them,, 
 and twice been disapproved, was reconsidered again, and the Con 
 gress of the United States invited the Republic of Texas to entei' 
 the Union. A convention was called for the consideration of thi^ 
 offer, and by a vote of fifty-five to one, it was accepted. October 
 10th, the people ratified the action of the convention, and De- 
 cember 2d, President Polk signed the bill extending the laws of 
 the United States over Texas. February 19, 1846, the republic 
 was finally merged in the state. 
 
 At the first session of the State Legislature, G-en. Houston was 
 elected U. S. Senator, and was re-elected in 1847 and 1851. This 
 prevented his taking part in the war between Mexico and the 
 United States, which followed the annexation of Texas. An old 
 Jackson Democrat, he was early suspected of a leaning towards 
 the North, and this was confirmed by his vote upon the question 
 of extending the Missouri Compromise line across the continent. 
 His leaving the Democratic for the Know-Nothing party, about 
 1854, made him so unpopular, that he saw he would not be re- 
 elected in 1857; so he announced himself as an independent can- 
 didate for governor. For the first and last time in his life^ he wasi 
 beaten in a popular election. Two years later, he was an indo- 
 
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 pendent Democratic candidate for the same office, and was elect' 
 ed by a handsome majority. In a circular, addressed to his con- 
 stituents before the election, he said: I would lay down my 
 life to defend any one of the states from aggression which en- 
 dangered its peace, or threatened its institutions. I could do jio 
 more for the Union. I could wish to do more ; for the destruc- 
 tion of the Union would be the ruin of all the states.^' 
 
 The Legislature convened in extra session January 21, 1861, 
 and on the first of the succeeding month, the convention called 
 for the purpose of considering the question of secession, passed 
 an ordinance taking Texas out of the Union. It was too late to 
 prevent secession, but Houston warmly advocated the plan of 
 Texas resuming her former position as an independent republic^ 
 and not attaching herself to the Confederacy. Failing in this, he 
 refused to take the oath to support the new government, aod was 
 promptly displaced. 
 
 He made no effort to assert his authority as governor, knowing 
 that it could result in no good to Texas. From his retirement, 
 he protested against the proclaiming of martial law as anti-re- 
 publican, and watched, ^' more in sorrow than in anger,^^ the wai 
 measures adopted by both armies. Secession he thought would 
 be successful, and he feared that both northern and southern gov- 
 ernments would lose the spirit of democracy. ^^The welfare 
 and glory of Texas will be the uppermost thought, while the 
 spark of life lingers in this breast so he said in a publio 
 speech in the city of Houston, Mar. 18, 1863, and, while few be« 
 lieved in the principles that had led him to resign his office, nc 
 one doubted his sincerity. 
 
 This was his last appearance before a public audience. A lit- 
 tle more than four months afterward (July 26, 1863), the spark 
 was extinguished forever — Houston thought no more of the wel- 
 fare and glory of Texas. Even in the whirl and turmoil of civil 
 war, the people turned aside for a moment to show respect for 
 the memory of the man whom they had delighted to honor. The 
 hero of San Jacinto, the only man who was twice president of 
 Texas, he had seen the statesmen and patriots of his youth gath« 
 ered one by one to their fathers ; and the only monument erect* 
 ed to his memory is that imperishable one in human hearts. 
 
 Has the life of Houston, as here told, been a history of TexaSj 
 rather than a biography of the man ? Let it be so, to fitly rep- 
 resent the truth. The hiotory of the general cannot be told un* 
 
TEXAS WAR. FOR INDEPENDENCE. 
 
 less his battles are recorded; of the statesman, unless the victor 
 ies of peace be recounted; of the patriot, unless the land that 
 he loved be prominent on the stage. His was the strong and 
 steady hand that held the helm; the sail filled, the oars were 
 plied, but the steersman directed the course. 
 
 One word of explanation remains to be added, and that in re- 
 gard to his name. His signature, on all the state papers and 
 other" documents existing, stands Sam Houston. There is never 
 any use made of the full name of which this is probably the ab- 
 breviation. Like all heroes of the people, his name is preserv^^' 
 as he wrote it. 
 
CHAPTER X. 
 
 KIT CAESON. 
 
 8H0ET of stature, slender of limbj a fair, clean shaven face 
 with a mild and quiet expression — such was the personal 
 appearance of a man whose name is known far and wide as that 
 of as skillful a hunter, as intrepid an Indian fighter, as ever 
 was celebrated in our legends of the border; such was Kit 
 Carson. 
 
 Authorities differ as to both time and place, but those whom 
 we may assume to have gathered their information from his own 
 lips, say that Christopher Carson was born in Kentucky in 1809. 
 The removal of his parents, in the succeeding year, to the neigh- 
 . borhood of Boonslick (Boonsboro), Howard County, Missouri^ 
 had led some to suppose that this was his birthplace, while still 
 others make him a native of Illinois. His father was a skillful 
 hunter and trapper, and the boy was early trained to take part 
 in the sport. By the time he had reached the age of fifteen he 
 was known as a good shot in the country where all could shoot 
 well, and had had more than one perilous adventure with the 
 wolves that infested the neighborhood. Of these trials of his 
 courage no particulars have come down to us ; but the bare fact 
 that there were such stories told of him, shows that the exploits 
 of his manhood were foreshadowed by those of his youth. 
 ^ In 1824, his father apprenticed him to a saddler, but the con- 
 fined life was extremely distasteful to him, and after enduring it 
 for two years he joined a party of traders who were going to 
 Santa Fe. This expedition was by no means without danger, for 
 the route was infested with hostile Indians, who were always 
 ready to commit depredations upon the caravans. The armed par- 
 ty, however, reached the proj^osed point, the capital of a Mexican 
 province, without encountering any such interruption. The only 
 accident of the journey was a wound in the arm of a man whose 
 gun accidentally went off as he was taking it from the wagon. Tk© 
 
KIT CARSON. 227 
 
 injured member grew rapidly worse, and amputation being nec* 
 essary, three of their number, Carson and two others, were ap- 
 pointed to perform the operation ; the instruments were a razor 
 and old saw, while a bolt from one of the wagons was heated 
 
 tod used to cauterize the wound. The patient recovered^ much 
 to the surprise and joy of the surgeons. Carson spent some tim6 
 in Taos, learning the Spanish language. Returning with anoth- 
 er party of traders to Missouri, in the spring of 1827, he enga^ 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 ged himself as teamster to a company of merchants bound for El 
 Paso. Here he remained. This was a complete change from his 
 old Missouri home; the adobe huts, built to surround a square 
 court, in the old Moorish fashion, each separate house forming a 
 fort that could be defended by its master ; the vineyards, whence 
 came the light wine and brandy for which the place was well- 
 known ; the population, half Indian, half Spanish : all these had 
 been known to him in Taos, and he only renewed his familiarity 
 with them in El Paso. 
 
 The winter of 1827-8 was passed in Taos, in the employ of Mr. 
 Bwing Young; thence, in the spring, he went as interpreter with 
 an expedition commanded by Col. Tramell, bound for Chihua- 
 hua. While this position was held in higher estimation than any 
 he had yet occupied, he did not find its safe monotony pleasant, 
 and left it to engage in the more humble work of a teamster, re- 
 turning with his new employer to Taos. Here he found an op- 
 portunity to engage in the pursuit for which he was so eminent 
 ly well qualified, and in which he delighted — hunting and trap- 
 ping. A party of trappers, sent out by his old employer, Mr. 
 Young, came in with but few peltries, having been driven away 
 from the chosen grounds by the Indians, and a larger company 
 was organized for the double purpose of chastising the savages 
 and trapping beavers. The commander of such an expedition 
 of course desired to take with him only experienced men, as raw 
 recruits were apt to create confusion. It was then a high com 
 pliment to Kit's courage and ability that he, a boy of nineteen^ 
 should be allowed to join them in this party. 
 
 They failed to find the savages who had committed the offense, 
 following a trail which afterwards proved to be that of another 
 band of marauders. Acting, probably, upon the principle that 
 if these Indians had not deserved punishment already, they might 
 do so in the future, a sharp skirmish ensued upon their meeting, 
 and fifteen warriors were killed. Proceeding along the Salt 
 river, a tributary of the Gila, they successfully prosecuted the 
 work for some time, but finally decided to go to the Sacramento 
 valley. Their route lay through a desert, where they suffered 
 dreadfully for want of water fir)d food ; with this, however, they 
 Were amply supplied by a party oi Me^ave Indians, whom they 
 met in the canon of the Colorado. The Mission of San Gabriel 
 extended its hospitality to them. We can hardly realize wh^ 
 ^hey endured, or of how much value to the young trapper wiu. 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 such a journey. Accustomed, even in the most sparsely settled 
 districts, to roads more or less plainly marked, it is hard for us 
 to appreciate the situation of those who first marked out these 
 roads. The difficulties of the route were still farther enhanced 
 by the presence of the Indians, against whom they must be al- 
 ways on their guard. This journey is far inferior in interest to 
 subsequent adventures, if each be considered singly; but taken 
 as an indication of what he could do, and as training for his future 
 life in that thinly settled country, it is of very great importance. 
 The party spent some time in trapping upon the Sacramento 
 river, the richness of the soil about them supplying them with 
 abundance of food. The country around them was filled with 
 vast hordes of the Klamath or Digger Indians, not, however, re- 
 duced to the miser- 
 able wretches that 
 they are to-day. 
 Then, they were the 
 lords of the land, 
 subsisting upon the 
 plentiful gifts of 
 mother earth, strong 
 and brave. The vices 
 of the white man, 
 which his superior 
 strength defies, are 
 the destruction of 
 that lower race, and 
 like those of so many 
 other tribes, the mod- 
 ern Digger does not 
 fitly represent his 
 fathers ; though even 
 then this tribe was inferior to the Apaches and Comanches. The 
 curious in such matters may refer this to the difference in their 
 food ; would it not be better to conclude that the higher courage 
 attacked the larger game, while the Klamaths were content to 
 war upon and live upon grasshoppers ? For so did the Diggers 
 anticipate the experiments of our later entomologistSo 
 
 Long before the days of which we write, the Spaniards had 
 established missionary stations along the coast of California, 
 about thirty or forty miles apc^rt, for the purpose of Christianiz- 
 
 CHRISTOPELER CARSON. 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 ing the Indians, liach little community was under the govern- 
 ment of a prefect, always a priest, whose temporal authority was 
 equalled only by his spiritual. He was appointed by the Crown 
 of Spain, and that government contributed a considerable sum 
 for the maintainance of these missions. Attached to each of 
 these stations was a band of Indians, for whose labors the worthy 
 fathers conceived that the religious instruction given them made 
 a full return. When, therefore, the Indians became restive under 
 their burden of forced labor, and forty of them deserted, the 
 missionaries lost little time in appealing to Capt. Young and his 
 trappers, for assistance in compelling the neighboring tribes not 
 
 INDIAN CAPTUKING HORSES. 
 
 to harbor the fugitives. Carson, at the head of a party of eleven, 
 set out towards an Indian town near San Gabriel, and an attack 
 upon it resulted in the destruction of one third of the inhabitants, 
 and the complete submission of the others. Peace having been 
 thus restored, Capt. Young sold a number of furs to a traderj 
 who was then at San Gabriel, and received in payment a large 
 drove of horses. But the Indians, apparently conquered, were 
 • only awaiting an opportunity to avenge themselves upon the 
 trappers, and one night stole sixty of these horses while the sen- 
 tinel slept, Carson, with a party of twelve, was sent in pursuit 
 of the thieves. It was not difficult to follow the trail of so largo 
 a drove, but so rapidly did the Indians retreat with their booty, 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 231 
 
 that the white men traveled about a hundred miles before com- 
 ing up with them. Carson arrived near the Indian camp, placed 
 his men carefully and silently, and at a given signal they rushed 
 upon the warriors as they sat eating. The savages, having no 
 fear of pursuit, were feasting on the flesh of some of the stolen 
 horses. The attack of the white men came upon them like a 
 thunderbolt. Eight were killed, and the remainder scattered in 
 all directions, leaving the victors to return with the horses; not 
 consumed, and with three Indian children that were left in the 
 camp. 
 
 Early in the fall of 1829, Capt. Young decided to go southward 
 to the valley of th6 Colorado. Stopping at Los Angelos, many of 
 the trappers became involved in a drunken fray with the citizens, 
 and he left sooner than he had intended. On the Colorado they 
 encamped, and were very successful in adding to their stock of 
 furs. On one occasion they would have lost all if it had not been 
 for the courage and address of Carson. Left in the camp with 
 only a few men, he was one day confronted by a large party of 
 Indians, numbering two or three hundred. These did not mani- 
 fest any enmity to the trappers, and they were apparently un- 
 armed ; but Carson discovered that each one had formidable weap- 
 ons concealed under his upper garment. He ordered them to leave 
 the camp, but the Indians, seeing how far superior were their own 
 numbers, paid no attention to the command, acting as if they did 
 not comprehend the language. Carson quietly drew up his men, 
 ai;med with their rifles. The old chief had betrayed a knowledge 
 of Spanish, and to him Carson said in that language : 
 
 You see that there are very few of us, but we are all ^ ell« 
 armed, and determined to sell our lives dearly. Go.^' 
 
 Awed by the tone of his voice and the glance of his eye, as much 
 as by his words, the Indians, who never voluntarily fr.ce open 
 danger, sullenly withdrew. Their plan had most probably been 
 to produce a stampede of the horses, and thus secure them, after 
 they had robbed the camp of the valuable furs in it. Although 
 the trappers were not again disturbed by the Indians, this was 
 not the only meeting ; for, a little later, they turned aggressors, 
 and robbed the Indians of a large drove of cattle and of several 
 good horses. 
 
 Eeturning to Santa Fe, the furs were disposed of for such a sum 
 that each man^s share seemed to him a fortune, and each one im- 
 mediately proceeded to get rid of it as soon as possible, Carson 
 
was not behind his companions in their indulgence in the dissipa- 
 tions of a Mexican town. Having sown the wind by killing his 
 opponent in a street brawl, the resulting whirlwind blew him far 
 back towards his old home in Missouri, Meeting with a party of 
 trappers on their way to Utah, he joined^them, remaining with 
 them some time They suffered, occasionally, from the depreda- 
 
 A NARROW ESCAPE. 
 
 tions of the Crows and the Blackfeet^ but so slightly that Fitz* 
 Patrick, who was in command, would not permit Carson to go in 
 pursuit of them. Reinforced by another party, however, a theft 
 of sixty horses while they were in their winter camp he was 
 permitted to avenge. Selecting twelve volunteers, tie took 
 up the trail, and coming upon the Indians in one of their strong- 
 
KIT CARSON, ^33 
 
 kolds, cut loose the horses, attacked their rude fort killed five 
 warriors, and made good their retreat with the animals that they 
 had recovered. This was the most considerable fight during the 
 winter. It was during this winter that Carson had a very narrow 
 escape. Out looking for " beaver sign,'' with a few men, he 
 came suddenly upon a party of sixty well-armed and mounted 
 warriors. Eesistance was useless, and the trappers beat a hasty 
 retreat, while the bullets whistled alarmingly thick about them. 
 He was accustomed to say, long afterwards, that this was one of 
 the narrowest escapes that he had ever had. 
 
 In the spring of 1832, the party being upon a stream where he 
 was convinced there was no beaver, Carson, with two others, left 
 them and proceeded to another stream. Here, high up in the 
 mountains, and hence not disturbed by the Indians, they pursued 
 their work successfully for the whole seasor . Taking the furs 
 to Taos, they disposed of them for a good price, and Carson, 
 taught by his past experience, resisted all temptations to squan- 
 der his money. This was a hard task for one so fond of the so- 
 '^f^ty of his companions. 
 
 During his stay at Taos, he was invited by Capt. Lee to join an 
 expedition that he was organizing, and in October of the same 
 year set out with about twenty traders and trappers, going north- 
 tvard and entering winter quarters on a branch of the Green river. 
 While in the camp, a neighboring settler was robbed of six valu- 
 able horses by an Indian whom he had had in his employ, and in 
 whom he had hitherto reposed great confidence. To Carson he 
 applied, asking him to pursue the Indian and retake the horses. 
 Having obtained permission of his employer. Kit went to a neigh- 
 boring Utah village, where he was well-known, and prqcured the 
 assistance of a brave and hardy young warrior, whom he knew to 
 be reliable. So slight were the indications of the trail ^^^"^ ^hey 
 could only follow with extreme difficulty and slowness at first ; 
 but once convinced of its direction, they proceeded more swiftly. 
 They had traveled about one hundred miles when the Indian's 
 horse fell sick; in vain did Carson urge him to continue the 
 pursuit on foot ; the warrior bent his steps homeward, and Kit, 
 putting spurs to his horse, followed the trail for thirty miles 
 farther. The fugitive spied him at the same moment that Kit 
 saw the object of his search, and with true savage caution turn- 
 ed to seek a shelter from which he might fire at his assailant. 
 Galloping towards him, Carson raised his rifle, took aim and fired 
 
KIT (5ZK^(TN. 
 
 just as the Inaiiiii i eacned what he thought woai J be safety. WHY 
 one bound the savage fell beside his horse, and the report (>^\? 
 own gun was his only requiem. 
 
 THE PURSUIT OF THE HORSE THIEF. 
 
 ttoon after his return with the horses, Carson jomed a party 
 of three others, with whom he trapped all summer on the Lara- 
 mie, with unusually good results. While hunting on foot for 
 game for this camp he met with the most perilous of his adven- 
 tures. He had just shot an elk, and was preparing to take pos- 
 session of his game, when two grizzly bears rushed upon it, H© 
 
had not yet reloadf and besides, his rifle could defend kim ra« 
 ly against one; ih re was nothing to be done but to make for 
 the nearest tree. The bears were close behind him when he 
 reached a sapling, up which he climbed as fast as he could. Fierce 
 with hunger, his pursuers would put their huge paws around tho 
 
 A FIGHT WITH GRIZZLIES. 
 
 slender trunk, and endeavor to reach him. Cutting a branch from 
 the tree, he would rap sharply each black nose that came near 
 enough, and bruin would go away growling, only to return when 
 the pain ceased, Nearly the whole night was passed in this way, 
 
236 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 but towards morning the bears departed. Waiting until they 
 were^at a safe distance, Carson scrambled down from his perilous 
 perch, and made his way to the camp. The elk he had killed 
 had been devoured by the wolves, but he was only too glad to 
 have escaped with his life; and his safety consoled his compan- 
 ions for supping and breakfasting on beaver. 
 
 For the fall hunt, Carson joined a company of fifty, locating in 
 the country of the Blackfeet, around the head waters of the 
 Missouri ; but the Indians were so numerous and hostile that they 
 removed to the Big Snake Eiver. During the winter, the Black- 
 feet stole in one night eighteen of their horses, for the recovery of 
 which Carson was sent with eleven men. Eiding fifty miles 
 through the snow, they came to where the Indians had encamped. 
 The savages, wearing snow-shoes, had the advantage, and the par- 
 ley which they demanded was readily granted. The Indians said 
 that they thought the horses belonged' to the Snake tribe; that 
 they did not intend to steal from the white men. In reply, 
 Carson asked them why they did not lay down their arms and 
 Smoke. To this question they had no answer, but both parties 
 laid aside their weapons and prepared for the smoke. The war- 
 riors made long-winded, non-committal speeches ; the whites 
 refused to hear anything of conciliation from them until the 
 horses were restored. Thereupon the Indians brought out five 
 of the poorest horses. The whitos started for their rifles, and 
 the fight commenced. 
 
 Carson and a companion named Markland got hold of their 
 rifles first, and were in the lead. Selecting for their mark two 
 Indians near to each other, both took aim, and were about to fire, 
 \rhen Carson saw that Markland's antagonist was aiming with 
 deadly precision at his friend, who had not noticed him. Chang- 
 ing his aim, he sent his ball through the heart of the Indian, and 
 tried to dodge the shot of his own adversary. He was a moment 
 too late, and the ball struck the side of his neck, passing through 
 his shoulder and shattering the bone. The fight continued until 
 night, but Carson was, of course, only a spectator. His wound 
 bled profusely, and gave him considerable pain, but not a word 
 of complaint escaped his lips. Nightfall ended the fight in favor 
 of the whites, but their situation was extremely precarious, l^ot 
 knowing how soon the Indians might return with reinforcements, 
 they dared not light a fire, lest it should betray their where- 
 abouts. In the darkness and ?old* they held a hurried council, 
 
i<IT CARSON 
 
 and decided to return to the camp. Loss of blood had rendered 
 their leader so weak that he was unable to sit on his horse ; so, 
 contriving a rude litter, they carried him. Three others were 
 wounded, but so slightly that they were able to ride back. 
 Arrived at the camp, a party of thirty was despatched to pursue 
 the Indians ; but it returned in a few days, having failed to over- 
 ^take the marauders. 
 
 I Carson had fully recovered from his wound before the follow- 
 ing summer, when, for the second time, he attended the grand 
 rendezvous of trappers. This meeting was held annually in the 
 midst of the great western wilderness, and attended by traders, 
 trappers and hunters who were anxious to exchange the products 
 Df their labor for goods and money. Parties came in about the 
 time agreed upon, and encamped around the given spot. Those 
 who came earliest waited until others had arrived, before they 
 began to trade, thus fulfilling the unwritten law of honor which, 
 prevailed among them. It was a motley crowd that was there 
 assembled, the traders dilating upon the difficulty and danger of 
 transporting their goods from St. Louis, 'a thousand miles away 
 Indians and white men met there on neutral ground, and thf^ 
 hardy hunter of the States consorted with the no less hardy 
 French Canadians. Nominally a peaceful meeting, it was no 
 small task to keep from open fights, and it sometimes severely 
 tasked those better disposed to restrain their comrades. Among 
 the more orderly was Carson, who did his best to bury the hatch- 
 et, even though a large party of Blackfeet, including the Indians 
 who had stolen the horses, was present, protected by a white flag. 
 His influence over the Indians, however, was considerable ; they 
 respected his courage too highly for him to be unpopular among 
 them. 
 
 There was a greater danger to be encountered among the white 
 men. A French Canadian, John Shuman, was notorious as a 
 bully and a braggart. So often had his acquaintances been intim- 
 idated by him, that none of them dared resent the insults which he 
 took pleasure in heaping upon them. Encouraged by their sub- 
 mission, and greatly under the influence of liquor, he began to 
 try the same treatment with the Americans. Eiding about the 
 encampment, he denounced them as lily-livered cowards, weaker 
 than women, fit for no manly sport or occupation, and deserving 
 liberal applications of hickory, outwardly. Human nature can- 
 not stand everything ) Carson threw aside his role of peace-malr 
 
er, and steppi>?g out from tne crowd, E-^ia, in nis softest and qui* 
 etest tones : 
 
 ^^I am an Aiwerican, and one of the least of them. If yoQ 
 want to fight any of us, you can begin with me/' 
 
 Carson's duel with the braggart. 
 
 The gigantic Shuman looked contemptuously down from his 
 seat in the saddle upon the slender, smooth-faced young man who 
 stood before him ; then, putting spurs to his horse, and riding off 
 to a little distance, then back again, raised his rifle and took aim. 
 Kit had sprung upon a horse and was ready with his pistol. Both 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 fired at the same instant, Shuman's ball grazing Carson^s oiieek 
 and cutting off a lock of his hair. Kit had not aimed at a vita] 
 part, wishing to teach the bully a lesson, not to kill him ; his ball 
 entered Schuman's hand, came out at the wrist, and passed 
 through his arm above the elbow. He begged abjectly for his 
 life, and never insulted Americans again. 
 
 Arrangements were made at the rendezvous for the fall hunt, 
 and Carson started thence with a party to the Yellowstone. 
 Meeting with little success, they removed two or three, times and 
 finally determined upon a wandering hunt. Through the glit- 
 tering white expanse of the so-called mud-lakes, the vast prairies 
 covered with the worthless artemisia and heavy sand, the weary 
 horses plodded forty or fifty miles without food or water. Winter 
 set in with the severity common in this latitude, at this elevation, 
 and they v^ere on the brink of despair. It had been resolved to 
 kill one of the horses and drink his blood, when they eame in 
 sight of ^ party of Snake Indians. From these they bought a 
 fat pony, aird the rank flesh was the sweetest they had ever tasted, 
 seasoned, a& it was, by hunger, the best of sauces. Invigorated 
 by this food^ they proceeded on foot to Fort Hall, thus allowing 
 their worn-oi.o horses as much rest as they could give them. Ar- 
 rived at the fo.'t, and having recruited their strength, they start- 
 ed out on a buftilo hunt, and brought in as much meat as theii 
 horses could carry ; bat on the third morning after their return, 
 the Indians drove off all their horses from the corral in which 
 the animals were confined; the sentinel mistaking the savages 
 for the friendly red men employed about the fort. Pursuit was 
 out of the question, as the same trick had been played a short time 
 ago on the people of the fort, and they could only await the ar- 
 rival of a detachment of their party which they expected from 
 Walla Walla. 
 
 The men expected, came in about four weeks, with a plentiful 
 supply of horses; with fresh steeds, and men well fed and rested, 
 they started towards Green river, where, at a rendezvous, a party 
 of a hundred was organized to trap upon the Yellowstone and 
 the head waters of the Missouri. This was the country of the 
 Blackfeet, and as they expected to meet these Indians, it was ar- 
 ranged that while fifty were trapping and hunting for food, the 
 others should guard the camp, and cook. Their precautions were 
 useless, for the small pox had raged so fiercely in this hostile 
 . trit>e that their numbers were mucii diminished, and the survivorw 
 
MT OABSON. 
 
 24) 
 
 too depressed in spirit to attack the wLUes. A camp of tbe 
 friendly Crows, near by the place where tbey wintered, gave 
 ihera companionship and assistance. 
 
 DEFENui^"^ ^ FALLEN COMHADB. 
 
 Hardly bad they begun trapping j,gain when they learned thai 
 the Blackfeet had recovered from the effects of the pestilence, 
 which had been less severe than bad been represented. Lears. 
 
 27 
 
KIT CARSON, 
 
 Ing that they were encamped not far from the trapping ground^ 
 the whites determined to take the initiative. Carson and five 
 companions went forward to reconnoiter. Eeturning, a party of 
 forty-three was organized^ Carson unanimously chosen as leader, 
 and the others left to move on with the baggage. It was not long 
 before the Indians were overtaken^ and ten were killed at the 
 first fire. Carson and his men were in high spirits, and followed 
 up the attack for three hours, meeting with but little resistance. 
 Their ammunition began to run low, and the firing was less 
 brisk, when the Indians, suspecting this to be the state of affairs, 
 turned and charged upon them, uttering their terrible war-cry. 
 Enabled to use their small-arms, Carson's men drove back the 
 savages with considerable slaughter, but rallying yet again, they 
 charged so fiercely that the trappers were forced to retreat. In- 
 cited by the brave generosity of Carson, who placed himself be- 
 fore a conapanion disabled by his horse falling upon him, and 
 shot the foremost of the six warriors who rushed to get the fallen 
 trapj)er's scalp, his men rallied around him, and fired again upou 
 the Indians. Again the trappers retreated a short distance, and 
 made a stand ; both parties seemed to be exhausted, each appar- 
 ently waiting for the other to renew the attack. While they thus 
 remained passive, the reserve force of the white men came up, 
 and being thus freshly supplied with ammunition, they renewed 
 the attack with the old vigor. The desperate fight which ensued 
 ended in the defeat of the Indians. The Blackfeet lost many 
 men in this encounter, and did not again venture near the trap- 
 perfe. 
 
 After leaving the summer rendei^vous of trappers, and engag- 
 ing in several profitable trades, Carson settled himself for the 
 winter to hunt for the garrison at a fort on the Colorado, and in 
 the spring engaged in the old business with only a single com- 
 panion. This, he thought, would enable him to work more qui- 
 etly ; as, personally, he was popular with the Indians, especially 
 with the TJtahs, among whom he was going; but all the tribes 
 resented the presence of any considerable body of white men in 
 their territories. It was wliile on this expedition that he had a 
 hand-to-hand encounter with a large and fierce mountain lion, 
 being armed only with a hunting ' ^ ^ne long fangs of the 
 savage creature tore his fiesb ' .^.^lally, and faint with loss of 
 blood, he was on the point of yielding to it, when the love of 
 lite, strong even when we are in despair, incited him to one more 
 
KIT CAHSON 243 
 
 effort, anu the keen edge of his knife nearly severed the head 
 from the body. 
 
 Encamping with a large party on the old trapping ground on 
 the Yellowstone, about midwinter they discovered that a large 
 
 INDIAN WAR DANCE. 
 
 detachment of the Blackfeet was alarmingly near. For^y men, 
 headed by Carson, were sent to sustain their attack. Both sides 
 fought bravely until darkness put an end to the contest, and dur- 
 ing the night the Indians retired, taking their deaU with them 
 Tte whites knew that this was but a small portion of that pow- 
 
U4: 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 erful tribe, which numbered about thirty thousand, and that 
 they would probably be attacked very soon by a larger force. 
 Carson directed that a breastwork be thrown up. Hardly had 
 this been completed, when the Indians began to assemble around 
 the impromptu fort. In three days about a thousand warriors 
 were gathered around the fort. The war-dance took place in sight 
 and hearing of the trappers, and at the first appearance of day- 
 light the Indians advanced ; only to retire, however, when they 
 saw the strength of their position. They had recognized, in the 
 preparations for defense, the hand of Kit Carson, and they dar 
 ed not again contend against the Monarch of the Prairies.^' 
 
 Several seasons were passed in trapping, but no extraordinary 
 adventures characterized them. The price of furs decreased so 
 much that it was no longer a profitable business ; and after eighi, 
 years spent in it, Carson, now twenty-five, decided to engage 
 himself as hunter to Fort Bent. It is much to be regretted that, 
 while he knew thoroughly the lay of the land,'' and all the 
 minor points of use to him in guiding a hunting expedition, his 
 lack of education prevented his recording this knowledge in such 
 a way as to confer a lasting benefit upon others. 
 
 At Bent's Fort he found his position extremely pleasant. Not 
 only did he like the work in which he was engaged, but he form 
 ed a sincere and lasting friendship with his employers, Messrs. 
 Bent and St. Vrain. Here he found no difficulty in feeding the 
 forty men in the fort, killing thousands of elk, deer and antelope, 
 as well as smaller game; while a bufi'alo hunt afi'orded him the 
 keenest pleasure. His accurate knowledge served him well in this 
 pursuit, as did also the respect and esteem of the Indians for him. 
 It was while he was acting as hunter to Bent's fort that some of 
 these well-disposed Indians, having suffered considerably from 
 the incursions of the powerful Sioux, sent to him for assistanct&. 
 Such had been his success in hunting that he accepted this invi- 
 tation, and accompanied the Indians to their camp. Here he 
 found, besides the painted Comanches, to which tribe the mes- 
 sengers had belonged, a considerable band of Arapahoes. In the 
 council which followed, they told him that the Sioux had a thou- 
 sand warriors and many rifles; but expressed the utmost confi- 
 dence in the Monarch of the Prairies' power to defeat thesb 
 dreaded enemies. Carson listened to the representations of the 
 tribes that had sought his aid, and urged upon them the superior 
 advantages of a peaceful settlement of the difficulty. So great 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 ^45 
 
 was his influence over them that they consented to send him as 
 mediator, and he succeeded in persuading the Sioux to return to 
 their own hunting grounds at the ^nd of the season. 
 
 It was while he was acting as 1 unter to Bent's Fort that he 
 married an Indian wife, by whom ho had a daughter still living 
 In less than a year after her marriage, the mother fell a victim 
 to her devotion to her husband. Learning, when her little daugh- 
 ter was but a week old, that her husband was lying ill a hun- 
 dred miles away, she mounted a horse and rode to where he was* 
 A fever, thus contracted, put an end to her life. When this 
 daughter was about five years old, Carson brought her to St. 
 Louis, to put her under such care as would be better calculated 
 for her improvement than the rude teachings of her mother's 
 people, or the little training she could receive from her father's 
 rough companions. Hither his fame had preceded him, and he 
 was amazed to find himself a lion. But pleasant as such recog- 
 nition might be, it could not compensate him for the life that he 
 loved ; and he longed to return to his old hunting-ground. 
 
 His journey to St. Louis proved to be a turning-point in his 
 life, for it was here that he fell in with Lieut. John C. Fremont, 
 then under orders from the United States government to explore 
 and report upon the country lying on the line of the Kansas and 
 Great Platte Eivers, between the western boundary of Missouri 
 and South Pass. Bigelow, in his life of this gallant officer, pub- 
 lished during the presidential campaign of 1856, makes the state- 
 ment that the meeting between Fremont and Carson was purely 
 accidental 3 but most of Carson's biographers represent that Fre- 
 mont was familiar with the name and fame of the daring plains- 
 man. This latter seems much the more probable ; it is hardly to 
 be believed that the active young officer, from whose brain had 
 emanated the idea of this expedition, should never have heard of 
 the most famous of the hunters — the " Thief-Taker," as the whites 
 iiad named him; the "Monarch of the Prairies," as the Indians 
 called him. 
 
 Carson was engaged as guide, and proved an invaluable acqui* 
 sition even to a party composed, as this was in great measure, 
 of voyageurs familiar with prairie life by reason of their services 
 to the fur companies. Twenty-one men, principally Creoles and 
 Canadians, composed the party at first; to it being added Mr. 
 Preuss, as assistant topographer, a hunter, and the guide. In 
 May, 1842, they left St. Louis, proceeding by boat to Chouteau's 
 
246 
 
 KII CARSON. 
 
 Landing, near the mouth of the Kansas, whence, after a few days' 
 delay, they started on the overland journey. For a distance of 
 nearly a hundred miles the road was excellent; 
 
 " The prairie stretched as smooth as a floor, 
 As far as the eye could see," 
 
 and the path "Vvas «o well-defined that they experienced no diflS- 
 culty in pursuing it. Arrived at the ford of the Kansas, they met 
 with their first delay since leaving Chouteau's Landing. The 
 horses were driven in and reached the opposite bank in safety, 
 and although the oxen occasioned some anxiety by swimming 
 down the river, they were recovered the next morning. An in- 
 dia-rubber boat, twenty feet long and five feet wide, was launch- 
 ed, and on it were placed the body and wheels of a cart, the 
 load belon^^ ]ng to it, and three men with paddles. Such was the 
 velocity of the current, joined to the unwieldy nature of the 
 freight, that th*^ boat oould only be successfully steered to the 
 opposite side by means of a line held in the teeth of one of the 
 best swimmers, who assisted in drawing the vessel over. Six 
 passages had been made in this way, the swimmer being Basil 
 Lajeunesse ; night was rapidly approaching, and it was necessary 
 that the work of transportation should be completed. Disre- 
 garding the advice of Carson, Lajeunesse started out the last 
 time with a double load; the boat capsized, and it was only with 
 considerable trouble that the cargo was recovered, Carson and 
 the hunter. Maxwell, were in the water the greater part of the 
 next day searching for the lost articles, and were so affected by 
 the exposure that the party had to remain encamped there an- 
 other day. Two days more were passed at a camp seven miles 
 further up the river. Provisions were dried and repacked, cart 
 covers painted, and marksmanship perfected. . 
 
 Leaving this camp, they marched onward through a country, 
 where for several days their only difficulty was the scarcity of 
 water. Reaching the country occupied by the Pawnees, they 
 found it would be necessary to keep guard at night, since these 
 thieving hordes openly attacked the weaker parties, and endeav- 
 ored to carry off the horses of even the stronger. It may be 
 readily believed that any report of the Indians being in th<^ 
 ;aeighborhood was carefully investigated. Such an alarm was 
 given by a man who had fallen some distance in the rear, and 
 who came spurring up, shouting Indiana, Indians Being 
 O[uestioned, he said that he had been near enough to see and coi^^* 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 A PAWNEE CHIEF IN EULL COSTUME- 
 
248 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 a war-party of Indians following them, stating the number as 
 twenty-seven. A halt was called, arms examined, and while they 
 were preparing for the attack which they expected, Carson gal- 
 loped off alone in the direction that the Indians were said to be 
 advancing. Eeturning, he said that the twenty-seven Pawnees 
 had changed to six elk, that had scampered off when they had 
 passed. A more serious alarm resulted from their first buffalo 
 hunt, some days later, in Carson^s being thrown from his horse 
 by its fall among the herd. This, although really a serious ac- 
 cident, did not not prevent his engaging in the hunt the next 
 day. A threatened attack of the Sioux produced great confu- 
 sion in the camp, as they were not accustomed to the perils of 
 the life upon the plains. Carson, knowing that these men were 
 not to be depended upon in an encounter with the savages, as 
 were those experienced trappers who had been his companions 
 in the previous years, made his will, and the knowledge of this 
 Increased the fears of the men ; but this, like the other dangers 
 they had encountered, passed off without any serious result. The 
 grasshopper, that scourge of the West, whose ravages have of 
 late years been more familiar than ever to us, had destroyed 
 nearly aU the vegetation in the country through which they were 
 shortly to pass, and famine had so weakened the Indians that 
 they were unable to attack Fremont's party. 
 
 Carson's position in this expedition was honorable, as testify- 
 ing to his reputation as a guide and hunter; but it has by no 
 means been accorded the consideration which it deserved. The 
 party, as before stated, consisted almost entirely of French voy- 
 ageurs, who had spent their lives in hunting in the less dangerous 
 regions farther east; there was, besides, a hunter of experience in 
 the country through which they were passing ; all were alike in 
 their jealousy of Kit Carson, and their anxiety to supplant him 
 wherever possible in the favor of the commander. So well did 
 the Creoles succeed in causing his claims to be overlooked, that 
 he was not included in the party which, on the fifteenth of Aug- 
 ust, ascended the highest peak of the Eocky Mountains and 
 planted the American flag on the summit of the height hitherto 
 untrodden by the foot of man. 
 
 The return trip was accomplished without accident, the party 
 arriving in St. Louis Oct. 17th, less than five months from the date 
 of departure, Carson leaving them at Fort Laramie. From this 
 point he proceeded to New Mexico, where he settled near his old 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 249 
 
 headquarters, Taos ; married a Spanish laay, and went to farm- 
 ing; beinx? occasionally employed as a hunter by his old friends, 
 Messrs. Bent and St. Vrain, of Bent's Fort. In June, 1843, he 
 ieard that Capt. Fremont had organized a second expedition, 
 starting from Kansas City May 29th, and resolved to see his old 
 
 commander. His was too noble a heart to think that he had 
 been slighted before: if he had noticed the enmity of his compan- 
 ions at all, he had by this time forgotten it. Setting out from 
 Taos, he journeyed seventy miles before he fell in with the party; 
 Fremont, conscious of the value of his services, immediately ex- 
 
350 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 tended him a cordial invitation to join, which was accepted with- 
 out the least hesitation. On leaving Taos, Carson had expected 
 only to meet Fremont, and immediately return, but the allure- 
 ments of the journey ivere such as he could not resist. 
 
 The destination proposed for tLe first part of their journey was 
 the Great Salt Lake, which a division of the party, including 
 Fremont, Carson, and five others, reached by descending Great 
 Bear Biver. Embarking in the india-rubber boat, they found 
 themselves in the midst of this great inland sea in a craft which 
 hasty construction had made unseaworthy, while the waves in 
 the distance were lashed by the rising wind into foamy white- 
 ness. The transparency of the water enabled them to see the 
 bottom of the lake through its emerald depths j yet deceived 
 them somewhat as to the real distance between them and the 
 yellow sand beneath. They directed their course towards one 
 of the lower islands, reaching it about noon. The spray, which 
 had covered them with a crust of salt, clothed the low cliff's of 
 this island with a glittering mantle of whiteness, and the hollows 
 in the rocks were lined with the same substance to the depth of 
 one-eighth of an inch. One thing from which they sufi'ered on 
 the journey had been the lack of salt^ a want which they were 
 now fortunately able to supply, as the water proved to be a 
 saturated solution of common salt, without those other substances 
 which render the water of the ocean bitter. Encamping for the 
 night upon the island (which they named ^'Disappointment,'^ be- 
 cause, afar off, they had thought its barren shores looked fertile), 
 they were lulled by the murmur of the waves beating upon the 
 cliff's. Returning in the morning to the camp where they had 
 left two of their companions, they remained upon the shores of 
 the lake for some time, subsisting upon what game they could 
 kill. This was but a poor resource, and they were glad to wel- 
 come the other division of the party that came with supplies. 
 
 The severe and early winter of this high latitude was now ap-- 
 preaching, and Fremont, knowing that some of his party would 
 not be able to endure its hardships, called them together and 
 told them of what was yet to be undergone. Eleven of the party * 
 consented to return to the settlements, twenty-five pushing on- 
 ward to the limit of their journey. Difficulties thickened around V 
 them. Although it was only the latter part of September, the t 
 weather was very cold, and the wintry rain was blown directly 
 in their faces. It was no longer possible to journey regularly ] 
 
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KIT CARSON. 
 
 251 
 
 every day, and be ceitain of finding a suitable place for their 
 camp at night. The many short and steep ascents in the roac 
 consumed the strength of both men and horses; and each cart 
 had to be pushed up each steep inclination by the men. Two 
 buffaloes were killed by Carson, and an ox that they had brought 
 with them was slaughtered. The only Indians with whom they 
 met were those tribes whose whole life was spent in the search 
 for food. Diggers and the kindred fish-eating Indians. Both 
 live during the summer upon the most loathsome animals; with] 
 long hooked sticks they draw the lizards from their holes, and 
 by circles over the wide plains they drive into pits, prepared for 
 the purpose, the abundant grasshoppers. In winter time they re- 
 tire to those homes which a beneficent nature has fashioned for 
 them — the caves in the rocks. 
 
 By the presence of ,^.uch inhabitants was the sterility of the 
 country made manifest, but Fremont pushed bravely on until he 
 nad fulfilled the orders under which he was acting. The arrival 
 at a point on the Columbia river, one hundred and fifty miles in 
 a bee-line from its mouth, connected his surveys and observations 
 with those of Commander Wilkes^ and fulfilled his instructions, 
 ile was not satisfied with the execution of his orders. Although 
 it came in the form of an order from the War Department, per- 
 *nission to undertake this second expedition had been obtained 
 with difiiculty, and even rescinded after it was given ; and he 
 vvas so enthusiastic over his work that he determined to take 
 another route on his return, three principal points being the spec- 
 (al objects of interest. These were Klamath Lake, a lake called 
 Mary's, and a large river known by report as Bonaventura, flow- 
 ing from its headwaters in the Eockies to the Pacific. The difii- 
 "Culty of their undertaking was enhanced by the season, and by 
 the youth of some members of the party, several of whom were 
 not twenty-one. The journey is one full of interest to the scien- 
 tist; as the only white men by whom that country had been tra- 
 versed were the hunters, who lacked skill and will to transfer 
 their knowledge to the printed page; but as far as reaching the 
 three bodies of water above mentioned is concerned, it was a 
 failure, simply because two of them have no existence, and the 
 third, Klamath, is a lake when the snows from the neighboring 
 mountains are melting, and a green plain during the remainder 
 of the season. 
 
 Day after day they journeyed painfully on in the hope of find* 
 
252 
 
 ing the ferule valley and wooded shores of the river of Good 
 Luck ^ but at last the hope was recognized as a vain one, and they 
 determined to cross the mountains. For a few days they had fol» 
 lowed a broad trail, and thus were relieved from anxiety regard- 
 ing suitable places for encampment. Carson had described to 
 them in glowing language the valley of the Sacramento, where, 
 it will be remembered, he had been some fifteen years before. 
 Towards this Land of Promise they bent their steps, undismayed 
 by the fact that it was the middle of January, and that there 
 were mountains to be crossed. To the c&mp established on the 
 head waters of the Salmon-trout Eiver, came scores of Indians to 
 warm their nearly naked bodies at the white men's fire, and to 
 secure anything which could be gotten by fair means or foul. 
 These were by no means disposed to underrate the difficulties of 
 crossing the mountains; one old man, who seemed particularly 
 intelligent, communicated to them by signs the information that 
 in the proper season for making the journey across the moun- 
 tains it was six sleeps to the place where the white men lived; 
 but that now the journey could not be made ; that the snow would 
 be over their heads. Fremont replied that the men and horses 
 were strong and would beat down a road through the snow; and 
 a judicious display of the bales of scarlet cloth and the various 
 trinkets they had brought with them, so wrought upon the old 
 man that he began to describe the country beyond the mountains : 
 if they were able to pass through the snow, he gave them to un- 
 derstand they would find abundance of grass six inches high and 
 no snow. This far he had been on elk hunts, and he brought into 
 the camp a young man who had been to the settlements. Cap- 
 tain Sutter's lordly domain was on-ly about seventy miles from 
 them, they knew, and persuading the young Indian to act as 
 guide, they provided him with stouter moccasins than he was 
 wearing, and comfortably warm clothing. Arraying himself in 
 the blue and scarlet cloth, and the green blanket which they gave 
 him, he strutted about the camp certainly the most gorgeously 
 attired of all in it. Him, with two others, Fremont kept in his 
 own lodge that night; Carson, who had previously shown them 
 the use of his fire-arms, lying across the entrance. 
 
 The commander addressed his men upon the undertaking the 
 next day, not disguising the probable hardships, and telling them 
 the distances as he had calculated them. They cheerfully assen- 
 ted to his decision, and preparations for departure were immedi- 
 
&IT OABBON. 
 
 253 
 
 ateiy begun. Provisions were very low. A dog which had beo« 
 found near Salt Lake and shared their life, had now become fat, 
 and being killed made a strengthening meal for the party. There 
 was no one who did not realize the difficulty and danger of the 
 undertaking, and with a silence unusual to the light-hearted, 
 talkative Creoles, they set out. 
 
 The sun deepened as they advanced. One man with his horse 
 led the way, beating down a path for the others until both were 
 tired ; xalling back to the rear, the next man took his place. The 
 road which they had made was at sunset strewn with the camp 
 equipage, the horses floundering in the snow, being unable to 
 carry anythingc Reaching a level spot protected on one side by 
 the mountain, and on the other by a ridge of rock, they encamped 
 for the night. A strong wind commenced at sunset, and the night 
 was bitterly cold — one of the most severe they had yet exper- 
 ienced. Here two Indians joined them, one an old man haran- 
 guing them at considerable length regarding the difficulties of 
 the particular pass they had chosen, and professing his ability 
 to show them a better way. The Indian guide was much affect* 
 ed by his repetitions of " Eock upon rock, snow upon snow, rock 
 upon rock,'^ and began to lament having left his own people, to 
 die before he reached the whites. 
 
 Awaking early in the morning, Fremont saw this temporary 
 guide standing shivering before the fire, and threw another blan- 
 ket over the Indian's shoulders. A few moments afterwards 
 they missed him ; he had deserted, and they never saw him again. 
 
 A part of the day was spent in the construction of snow-shoes 
 and sledges, that the journey might be completed with more 
 ease. Fremont and Carson left the men to this work, and climb- 
 ed up the mountain to see what lay before them j arrived at such 
 a point in the pass as commanded a view beyond the range. Kit 
 recognized with delight the lower peaks near the coast with 
 which he had been familiar fifteen years before; pointing out to 
 the leader the various points of interest as marking certain ad- 
 ventures. With almost incredible difficulty the body of men ad- 
 vanced through the snow, which was from five to twenty feet 
 deep. The first day after the encampment noted, a distance of 
 only four miles was traversed ; many being unused to snow-shoes^, 
 and all of them nearly blinded by the glaring whiteness. Dayfi 
 were spent in beating down the shqw with mauls. -^^^ tJK«»> -th^ 
 animals might be led along that road ; and fifteen aayt^ alter toe 
 
254 
 
 desertion of their Indian guide, they encamped upon the summit 
 of the pass, a thousand miles ^romthe Columbia Eiver. The vrJ 
 ley lay before them, and they thought the worst was over; but 
 the descent was less easy than might have been thought. Deep 
 fields of snow lay beneath them, and there were other, though 
 
 FREMONT RESCUED BY CARSON. 
 
 lower mountains to be crossed ; but before them lay the goal, and 
 far oif there glittered in the evening sun a silver line and a 
 broad expanse of azure — the Sacramento Eiver and San Francisco 
 Bay. Yet so often had they been deceived, that the question 
 arose in each one^s mind: ^^Is it not another salt inland lake? 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 Here again the snow must be beaten down to make a roadway 
 for the beasts of burden, and while the others of the party were 
 engaged in this, the leader and the guide went on ahead to re- 
 connoiter and select the best possible directions for the path. 
 
 Coming to a small stream bordered on either side by rocks, 
 Carson bounded across, landing in safety upon the opposite side, 
 but Fremont's moccasin glanced from the icy rock and he fell in- 
 to the little river, it was a few moments before he could recover 
 himself, and Carson, thinking only of the danger to his leader, 
 sprang into the midst of the floating ice to rescue him. Happily, no 
 evil results ensued. Slowly the work of making a road went on, 
 and at a snail's pace the party advanced towards the valley. Such 
 were the hardships which they underwent, that more than one 
 strong man was deranged by them. At last, one month after the 
 first encampment upon the mountain-side, they reached Mr. Sut- 
 ter's ranch, and received a most cordial welcome. 
 
 Carson left the party as soon as his services were no longei 
 necessary, and went back to Taos. Here he bought a farm, bur ' 
 a house, and settled down to the quiet, uneventful life of a hard- 
 working agriculturist. Before they separated, however, he had 
 promised Fremont to act as guide again, if another expedition 
 should be organized ; and when that officer, in the spring of 1845, 
 sent to claim the fulfillment of that promise. Kit sold at a great 
 sacrifice the property that he had accumulated, and placing his 
 I family under the protection of Messrs. Bent and St. Vrain, went 
 to the ajDpointed rendezvous. The story of the early part of this 
 expedition possesses little interest to us ; it is only when the 
 party have reached California that the plot thickens. It will be 
 remembered that Texas, which nine years before had won its in- 
 dependence from Mexico by a sanguinary contest, had this year 
 made a successful application for admission into the Union ; and 
 that this was the very year in which the Mexican "War commen- 
 ced. The threats of the Mexican officers in California somewhat 
 alarmed Fremont, as he did not wish to begin hostilities, but he 
 was permitted, when they found he did not mean to withdraw, 
 to remain and finish his work. But although openly they were 
 friendly, or at least neutral, the Indians were instigated by them 
 to attack the Americans, as the people of the United States are 
 called bv both Mexicans and Indians. It was rumored that a 
 \fc^usand warriors \<reTG on their way there, where they were at 
 the time intending to destroy that and any other American post. 
 
256 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 Captain Fremont had now been ten days at Lawson's Post, 
 awaiting opportunity for continuing his journey. Finding, how« ' 
 eyer, that such there was not likely to be, a party was organized 
 to march against the savages, and thus aid the more defenseless 
 points. With five men from the post, besides his own command, 
 they set out. Carson having been elected Lieutenant of the conv 
 pany, the choice of the leader was thus confirmed by his men. 
 They soon found the trail of a larsre party of Indians, and follow- 
 ing it closely, came up with them. The savages repelled the 
 attack with vigor and courage, but were defeated with terrible 
 slaughter, and retreated in dismay to their fastnesses in the 
 mountains. The newly-chosen lieutenant was in the thickest of 
 the fight, as always, and did noble execution upon the enemies. 
 
 Eeturning to Lawson's Post, they completed their prepara- 
 tions, and recommenced their perilous journey. Fremont had 
 determined to return byway of Oregon, and open up a new road 
 between the northern and southern settlements. Proceeding 
 northward, they passed several days in tranquil journeyings; 
 when one evening, just as they had finished preparations for the 
 night, they were surprised by the sudden appearance of two 
 white men in their midst. They were only too well aware of 
 the hardships and dangers which these two men must have en- 
 countered, and accorded them a hearty welcome. Warmed and 
 fed, they were permitted to tell their story. They were part of 
 a detachment of six men, escorting a United States ofiicer across 
 the plains with despatches for various points in California ; he 
 being instructed, after these despatches should have been deliv- 
 ered, to find Capt. Fremont wherever he might be. They had 
 left the main party two days before, and had only escaped from 
 the Indians, that pursued them more than once, by the swiftness 
 of their horses. 
 
 Fremont and Carson, with a picked body of ten men, immedi- 
 ately set out in the direction indicated by the messengers. In the 
 trackless wilderness, it is no easy matter to find a wandering 
 party, but Carson advised a halt at a certain pass, and here the 
 other party joined themo The officer proved to be Lieut. Gilles- 
 pie, with letters for Fremont from his family — the first news he 
 had received of them since the beginning of the journey. He 
 sat up until midnight, keeping up a good fire, but as the men 
 had marched sixty miles without a halt, he did not reqiDje 9 
 guard to be kept for the remainder of the night. 
 
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KIT CARSON. 
 
 259 
 
 At last the fire died down ; the cominander slept as soundly a.« 
 fils men — more soundly than one of them. An unusual sound, a 
 dull thud as of a heavy blow, — was that a groan ? — and Carson's 
 light sleep was broken. 
 
 What's the matter there V he called to Basil Lajeunesse, who 
 lay beside him. 
 
 No answer came. Springing up, he saw im far less time than 
 it takes to tell it, that the blow of an axe had crushed in the heads 
 of Basil and his next neighbor — one had never known what kill- 
 ed him, the other had groaned as he died. Aroused by Kit's 
 voice, the four friendly Delawares, and, a moment later, the 
 whites, sprang up. Each man fought for his life, and the Indian 
 chief having been killed, Jie Klamaths fled. Three of the whites 
 had been killed and one o^ the Delawares wounded. These very 
 Indians had been tc ie camp a few days before, and although 
 there was little meat on hand, Capt. Fremont had divided with 
 them, and had even unpacked a mule to give them knives and 
 tobacco. 
 
 Sadly they left the encampment, bearing with them the bodies 
 of their fallen comrades as long as they could carry them; then, 
 because a grave could not be dug in that hard soil without im- 
 plements, they buried them under the fallen timber. They did 
 not again omit the precaution of placing a guard at night — espe. 
 cially necessary, since the Indians throughout the whole region 
 were in arms. Lieutenant Gillespie had brought the information 
 that war with Mexico had been declared, and Fremont deter- 
 mined to go back to California. Making the circuit of Klamath 
 Lake, he encamped at a spot nearly opposite that where his three 
 men had been killed, and sent Carson, with ten men, forward to 
 see if there were an Indian town in the neighborhood, leaving an 
 attack to his discretion. The little party soon came upon an In- 
 dian village containing about fifty lodges. By the commotion 
 in the town they knew that their vicinity had been discovered, 
 and lost no time in attacking the Klamaths. The Indians fought 
 as all men do in defending their homes, but were at length com- 
 pelled to retreat, and Carson and his party took possession of 
 tiie village. This was the most highly adorned of any that they 
 had yet seen, and the lodges were provided with unusually con- 
 venient appliances and utensils for cooking; but Carson felt that 
 its destruction was necessarj^, and gave orders accordingly. The 
 ^cending s^ioke gave Fremont notice that an encounter had 
 
260 
 
 cer OAitsoii. 
 
 taken place, and not knowing its issue, he hurried forward with 
 the main body; but he arrived only in time to hear the pleasant 
 news of victory. 
 
 They moved away from this spot, but soon Fremont deter^ 
 
 CARSON SAYEP BY FREMONT- 
 
 mined to punish the Indians still more, if possible. sent 
 back a party of twenty to the ruins of the Tillage to lay in wait 
 fer the return ©f the Indians, who would naturally soon revisit 
 ^ and look after their dead. Soou about Miy savage appeared. 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 261 
 
 and word was sent to the main body, as by previous arrangement. 
 Fremont, Carson and six men hastened to reinforce the party. 
 On approaching the niins, Carson saw only one Indian wander- 
 ing about, and dashed at him, raising his rifle to fire; but the gun 
 only snapped, and he was apparently at the mercy of the savage, 
 who instantly drew an arrow to the head and would have shot 
 Carson dead; but Fremont had seen his friend's danger, and, 
 plunging the rowels into the side of his horse, he reached, knock- 
 ed down and rode over the Indian before the arrow could leave 
 the bow, thus saving Kit's life by prompt and brave action. 
 
 Inspired by their successes, they continued on their journey to 
 the valley of the Sacramento. Four days after the attack upon 
 the Indian village they came to a point where the easiest road 
 led through a deep canon, but Carson, scenting danger ahead, 
 advised another, although a more difficult route. It was well that 
 they acted upon this counsel, for a large party of the Klamaths 
 lay m ambush in the narrow passage. Disappointed at this fail- 
 ure of their plans, they rushed out and attacked the whites, but 
 were repulsed without much trouble. One old warrior stood his 
 ground, advancing from tree to tree cautiously, and shooting rap- 
 idly at Carson and another man who were edging their way to- 
 wards him. At last, an unlucky exposure of his person brought 
 Kit's rifle into position, and in another moment the ball from it 
 had reached the savage's heart. 
 
 Beaching the valley of the Sacramento, they had not been long 
 in camp before the men began to grow restless from inactivity, 
 and Fremont decided not to wait for positive orders. Sonoma 
 was taken, and !JIonterey would have yielded to them if Commo- 
 dore Sloat had not anticipated them. The Americans in Cali- 
 fornia rallied in great numbers* around Fremont's party, inde- 
 pendence of Mexican rule was declared by them, and the Bear 
 Flag and the Stars and Stripes floated side by side over the camp. 
 
 San Diego was taken after Los Angelos had been occupied and 
 abandoned, and here Commodore Stockton established himself, 
 appointing Col. Fremont Governor of California, and Carson, 
 with a force of fifteen men, was sent with despatches to Wash^ 
 ington. He was instructed to make the journey in sixty days if 
 possible; this he felt confident he could do. Coming upon a par- 
 ty of Apache Indians, his boldness disconcerted them, and they 
 provided him with fresh horses for the continuance of his jour- 
 ney. His friendly relations, personally, with the Mexicans, en. 
 
262 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 abled him to obtain from them a fresh supply of food. He was 
 not far from Taos when he descried a speck moving across the 
 prairies, which he knew could not be any natural object. As it 
 drew nearer, he found it was an expedition sent out by the Uni 
 ted States Government, under the command of General Kearney, 
 for the relief of the few men in California. He lost no time in 
 presenting himself to this officer, describing the state of affair.s 
 there and the nature of his errand. Gen. Kearney proposed that 
 Carson should turn over the despatches to another messenger, 
 and return with him and his command to California. Kit knew 
 that the successful bearer of despatches would be recognized by 
 the Government as a valuable servant; he was within a shor^ 
 journey of his family, whom he had not seen for many weary 
 months j but he knew, also, what his services would be worth to 
 Kearney, and with a cheerful As the General pleases,^' gave up 
 I he papers to the messenger selected, and took up the march back 
 %o California. 
 
 From the eighteenth of October until the third of December, 
 they were on the road ; camping on the evening of the latter date 
 'vithin the limits of California, and advancing the next morning 
 'ioward San Diego. A scouting party under Carson's command 
 captured and brought into camp some spies that had been sent out 
 by Gen. Castro, then in Los Angelos. These being forced to give 
 information, told them that the Mexicans were planning to at- 
 tack them before they could join their allies in San Diego. Car- 
 son, thoroughly familiar with both parties, advised Kearney to 
 evade this attack, while his men and horses were exhausted by 
 reason of the long journey, and to take another route. Kearney, 
 acquainted only with the Mexicans in the eastern part of their 
 country, where he was accustomed to take towns by simply sum- 
 moning the alcalde to surrender, and not knowing that those in 
 California had acquired the energy and cour??.g© of his own coun- 
 trymen, persisted in keeping the same route. Approaching with- 
 in fifteen miles of the enemy's forces, a reconnoitering party re- 
 ported that they were encamped and strongly fortified in an In- 
 dian village. The scout was discovered and pursued, but suc- 
 ceeded in reaching the camp in safety. 
 
 Gen. Kearney determined to attack them without delay, and 
 for that purpose ordered an advance at one o'clock in the morn- 
 ing. Tired and hungry, the troops came upon the Mexican 
 advance guard before day. These men, stationed here to prevent 
 
264 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 a surprise, slept fully dressed, with their saddles as pillows, and 
 their horses picketed near by, so that each man could be ready 
 to repulse an attack as soon as awakened by the neighborhood 
 of an enemy. The attacking force consisted of fifteen Ameri- 
 cans, under the command of Capt. Johnson, with Carson as 
 second officer. The guard drew back into camp, and the p^rty 
 under Johnson and Carson was reinforced by Capt. Moore, with 
 twenty-five men. Moore ordered an attack upon the enemy^s 
 center, hoping to effect a division and create confusion in the 
 camp. Onward they rode into the jaws of death/' Carson's 
 horse stumbled and fell, carrying the rider to the ground. There 
 he lay, unable to rise until the whole body of horsemen should 
 have galloped past. Eising as soon as they passed him, he 
 caught up a gun from the hand of a dead comrade (for his own 
 had been shivered to pieces by the fall), mounted and rode on- 
 ward. Many of the men were mounted on mules which proved 
 unmanageable, and although the Mexicans were forced to retreat 
 a short distance, they soon discovered the condition of the 
 Americans, and turning back, transformed what would have been 
 a nearly bloodless victory into a terrible slaughter. Thirty of 
 the forty mounted on horses were either killed or severely 
 wounded, and although the main party of the Americans came 
 up to reinforce their comrades, the Mexicans fought with such 
 fierce courage that it seemed a hopeless case. Gen. Kearney, 
 although wounded, remained at the head of his troops, hoping 
 that two mountain howitzers, which were to be brought up, 
 would materially assist his efforts to force the Mexicans to re- 
 treat. But they had not been made ready for use before the 
 gunners were shot down, and the lasso captured the horses at- 
 tached to one. Some fortunate accident or ignorance rendered 
 the Mexicans unable to use the gun, or still greater slaughter 
 might have ensued. 
 
 Retreating to the rocky shelter near by, the Americans, who 
 had only three officers, including Carson, remaining, waited for 
 pursuit from the enemy. Both sides were exhausted by the long 
 day's fighting, and neither cheered by the consciousness of a de- 
 cided victory. The winter night was spent in burying the dead 
 and tending the wounded; while the enemy was receiving rein- 
 forcements of both Mexicans and Indians. 
 
 The next morning they took up the line of march towards San 
 piego, as had been decided in the council of war held during the 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 265 
 
 night ^ CarsoHj witii ti body of twenty -five able-bodied men lead- 
 ing the way, followed by the wounded and those employed in 
 tending and transporting them. They were about to encamp by 
 a stream of water for the night, when the Mexicans made a vig- 
 orous charge upon them. Unable in their weakened condition 
 to support an attack from such superior numbers, they were obli- 
 ged to give way, and retired to a hill a short distance off. The 
 Mexicans drew off to a neighboring height, and commenced a 
 deadly cannonade; but were dislodged by a party of Americans, 
 and the eminence was soon occupied by the main body of Kearney^s 
 men. They were without food, and there was only water enough 
 for the men. Their condition was desperate, and only desperate 
 measures could be proposed in the council of war which was 
 held. Carson listened to what the others had to say, and then 
 rose in the council and said : 
 
 ^' Our case is a desperate one, but there is yet hope. If we stay 
 here, we are all dead men; our animals cannot last long, and the 
 soldiers and marines at San Diego do not know that we are com- 
 ing. But if they receive information of our position, they will 
 liasten to the rescue. There is no use thinking how or why we 
 ire here, but only when and how we are going to get away. I 
 will attempt to go through the Mexican lines to San Diego, and 
 get relief from Commodore Stockton.^' 
 
 Lieutenant Beale, of the United States Navy, since widely and 
 favorably known aaan explorer, volunteered to accompany him, 
 and the proposition being accepted by Gen. Kearney, they left 
 the camp as soon as it was sufficiently dark. They had learned 
 from their Indian allies the habit of putting the ear to the ground 
 to hear any suspected noise, and were thus able to inform them- 
 selves of the movements of their enemies, sometimes when those 
 enemies were most confident of a secret advance or retreat. The 
 two messengers accordingly took off their shoes in order to insure 
 silence. They found that the Mexicans had placed three lines 
 of sentinels around the hill on which the Americans were en- 
 camped, thus making it extremely difficult to evade their watch. 
 Several times, as they crept cautiously along the earth, the sen- 
 tinel might easily have touched them with the long barrel of his 
 gun. Slowly they advanced, and at last got clear of the Mex- 
 ican lines, though not of all difficulties. For the distance of two 
 miles they had crawled upon the ground, sometimes each hear- 
 ing the other's heart beat in the deathly stillness. At last 
 
266 
 
 KIT CARSONc 
 
 they could spring to their feet, and speak to each ctner their joy 
 at escaping thus far. But they must avoid the beaten roacf, lest 
 they be pursued and captured ; and through the bushes they trod 
 vTith shoeless feet, the earth covered with the thorns of the prick« 
 iy pear. All that night, all the next day, far into the next night 
 they continued their journeyo At last the challenge of the sen- 
 tinel at San Diego vras heard ; they answered, " Friends," and were 
 taken into the presence of Commodore Stockton, Their story 
 was told, and a force of two hundred men ordered to proceed 
 by forced marches to the relief of their suffering countrymen. 
 
 Carson was detained in San Diego, as without proper care there 
 was danger of his losing both his feet, so much had they been lac- 
 erated on this literally ^Hhorny path of duty." Lieutenant Beale 
 was partially deranged by the hardships of the journey^ and did 
 not fully recover his physical health for two years. 
 
 Gen. Kearney's troops and the escort sent, reached San Diego 
 without being molested again by the Mexicans, whose numbers 
 ♦vere not sufficient to justify them in attacking so large and strong 
 a force. The Americans remained for several weeks in garrison, 
 recruiting their strength. A force of six hundred at last took the 
 field under Gen. Kearney and Com. Stockton, to march against 
 Los Angeles, where there were about seven hundred of the 
 enemiy. The Mexicans were soon forced to break up the camp 
 ^hich they had established just outside the town, and the Amer- 
 icans took possession of Los Angelos. Their success was an 
 empty one, however, for the Mexicans evaded their pursuit, sur- 
 rendering to Col. Fremont, who, with a force of four hundred 
 men, was marching from Monterey to Los Angelos. Acting on 
 Carson's advice, Fremont had used every effort, during his en- 
 tire stay in California, to propitiate the Mexicans ; but Kearney, 
 judging them by the natives of what is now eastern Mexico, was 
 at no pains to conceal his contempt and aversion. This attitude 
 was an unfortunate one, as, if Fremont had been in command, 
 the struggle upon the Pacific coast would have been much less 
 sanguinary; his policy of conciliation would have wc a over many 
 of the Mexicans who admired their American friends and wished 
 to imitate them. 
 
 During the few succeeding months of the war there was a lull 
 in the hostilities in this portion of the country. Stockton was 
 made civil governor, Fremont general-in-chief of the California 
 forces, with Carson for his first lieutenant. An Englishman, wh? 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 267 
 
 laiided in July, 184(J, at Monterey, from a Britisn man-of-war 
 which had been sent there, thus describes Fremont and his men: 
 Fremont rode ahead, a spare, active looking man, with such 
 an eye. He was dressed in a blouse and leggings, and wore a 
 felt hat. After him came five Delaware Indians, who were his 
 body-guard, and have been with him through all his wanderings. 
 The rest, many of them blacker than the Indians, rode two and 
 two, the rifle held bj one hand across the pommel of the saddle, 
 . . . . He has one or two with him who enjoy a high repu- 
 tation in the prairies. 
 Kit Carson is as well 
 known there as the 
 Duke of Wellington 
 is in Europe. The 
 dress of these men 
 was principally a 
 long, loose coat of 
 deer-skin, tied with 
 thongs in front; 
 trowsers of the same, 
 of their own manu- 
 facture.^' 
 
 Carson had joined 
 Col. Fremont as soon 
 as it was possible for 
 him to leave Kear- 
 ney, and was gladly 
 welcomed. In March, 
 1847, he was again 
 entrusted with de- 
 spatches for Washington, Lieutenant Bcale being detailed to 
 accompany him with reports for the Secretary of the N"avy. The 
 companion of his perilous journey from Kearney's camp to San 
 Diego was still so weak that Carson, for the first twenty days 
 of the journey, had to lift him off and on his horse ; but the 
 pure air, healthful exercise and genial companionship soon 
 strengthened him. | 
 
 The long journey was accomplished without harm to any of the 
 party. The incidents of the journey were such as in these days 
 of rapid and safe transportation would be alarming, but then 
 were regarded as every-day affairs. Arrived in St. Louis, Col. 
 
268 
 
 KIT CARSON. 
 
 Benton received him cordially. In Washington Mrs. Fremont 
 met him at the depot, and declaring that her husband's descrip- 
 tion had made an introduction unnecessary, conducted him to her 
 own and her father's house. He was lionized to an extent quite 
 puzzling to himself — he had only done what he ought, — the 
 Government's recognition of his services being a lieutenant's 
 commission in Col. Fremont's regiment. In command of fifty 
 men, he started on the return trip, which was made in complete 
 safety until the Point of Eocks '^ was reached. Here, a spur 
 of rocky hills gives shelter to an ambush, while the grass and 
 water at their base invite the caravan to encamp. The horses and 
 cattle of a volunteer company camping here were stolen by the 
 Indians, but such was the confusion that followed, that Carson, 
 who was resting near by for the night, proved that his right to 
 the title of the Thief-Taker^' had not diminished, and the ani- 
 mals were all restored to their owners by him. 
 
 The succeeding spring (1848) he was again sent to Wasnington 
 as the bearer of despatches. At Santa Fe he learned that his 
 appointment, made by the President, had not been confirmed by 
 the Senate, and was urged to leave the dangers to be encounter- 
 ed by those who reaped the rewards due him. But although he 
 had seen evidences of unworthy favoritism and gratification of 
 political rivalries, he had no notion of letting such things influ- 
 ence his own conduct. The mission was successfully accomplish- 
 ed, and, avoiding all difficulties with the Apaches, he returned 
 in safety to his home at Taos, and settled to his old, peaceful oc- 
 cupation. Here he entertained his old commander and the par- 
 ty engaged in making a winter survey of a pass for a road to 
 California. An old trapper of twenty-five years' experience had 
 been employed as guide, but so incompetent was he for the work, 
 that they blundered for half a month through the deep snow. 
 Fully one-third of the party died from starvation and freezing. 
 
 Life at Taos was interrupted by occasional expeditions as 
 guide. On the banks of the broad mountain stream that flows 
 through the valley, stood the comfortable houses of Carson and 
 his friend Maxwell. To both, but especially to the former, came 
 the small, lithe Apaches, and the Comanches, nearly half Mexi- 
 can in blood; they feared not to come to the home of ^'Father 
 Kit," as they have called him. But like a judicious parent, he 
 never hesitated to, chastise his self-styled children, as more than 
 one incident bears witness. 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 209 
 
 In the winter of 1849-50, the Indians were more than usually 
 troublesome. On one occasion, a party of them had stolen all 
 the horses belonging to a detachment often dragoons, encamped 
 in the vicinity of Taos. An expedition was immediately organ- 
 ized, consisting of three settlers, and the soldiers who had been 
 robbed, under the command of Carson, by whom it had been 
 planned. Four of the party, being but poorly mounted, fell be- 
 hind, and the remaining ten came up with the thieves. There 
 were twenty warriors, all well-armed and well-mounted ; and 
 they had no notion of giving up their booty. Had they been 
 content to abandon the animals to their rightful owners, they 
 would have escaped, but as it was, the sharp conflict which fol- 
 lowed resulted in the loss of five warriors. Perceiving that the 
 leader of their enemies was the one who had never yet been de- 
 feated by them, they rode oflP, leaving all i\e stolen horses but 
 four to the attacking party. 
 
 But it was only occasionally that the pe^cefulness of his life 
 was thus interrupted. Learning at some time during the next 
 summer, that a number of desperadoes had volunteered to ac 
 company two wealthy men to the settlements in the states, in 
 tending to rob them by the way, Carson collected a party, and in 
 one hour from the time of receiving the information, was follow- 
 ing them. The first party had been gone some time when he learn- 
 ed of the plot, and it was not easy to overtake them. At a distance 
 from Taos representing two days^ march a recruiting ofiicer join- 
 ed Kit with twenty men, and by forced marches soon overtook 
 the caravans, and arrested the ring-leader. Messrs. Brevoori 
 and "Weatherhead, when informed of the dan^^r, quickly recov- 
 ered from their first surprise^ and offered a reward proportion- 
 ate to the service done. This, however, Carson was resolute in 
 refusing, until, when the traders returned from St. Louis, they 
 presented him with a handsome pair of silver-mounted pistols, 
 suitably inscribed. 
 
 The next summer, he started to St. Louis as a trader, intend- 
 ihg also to visit his daughter, who was married and living therCo 
 On his return, he met with "v^liat was perhaps the most perilous 
 adventure of his life after the close of the war with Mexico. The 
 officer of a party of United States troops bound to New Mexicc 
 had affronted the Cheyenne Indians by whipping one of theii 
 chiefs. The Indians were unable to revenge this insult upon tb^ 
 real ofifender, but, full of vindictive rage, werp> lying wait tot 
 
KIT CARSON. 
 
 other and weaker fei^dies of white men. Carson's chanced to be 
 the next party with which they met, and, in consequence, was 
 the one which must feel the weight of their anger. The fifteen 
 white men were taken prisoners, and were placed in the midst of 
 a circle of warriors. As the warriors arranged all the details to 
 their satisfaction, settling how they should dispose of the booty 
 and when the prisoners should be put to death, Kit revolved 
 their situation in his own mind. Well known and loved by this 
 ^very tribe while he was acting as hunter for Bent's Fort, so many 
 years had passed sine© then, so many insults and injuries had 
 been heaped upon them, so many incompetent men had been sent 
 to fight them, that they had lost their old reverence for his name, 
 as they had forgotten his face. The Indians had spoken in their 
 own tongue, thinking that it was not understood by the prison- 
 ers; judge of their surprise, then, when the captive leader step- 
 ped forward and addressed them in Cheyenne. He told them his 
 name, and reminded them of past friendship ; hinting at the pun- 
 ishment which would certainly follow if they put his party to 
 death. The Indians released them, but Carson proceeded cau- 
 tiously, knowing that h© was by no means safe. After they had 
 encamped for the night, he despatched a Mexican boy, in whom he 
 had great confidence, to Eayedo, to ask for reinforcements; so 
 that when five warriors galloped towards him the next day, they 
 were somewhat astonished to see his force. The rapid march 
 of the troops, in accordance with the request, did the Indians 
 much good, as they thus learned the spirit animating the soldiers. 
 
 A long journey undertaken for the purpose of trapping on the 
 old familiar ground, a trip overland to California with large flocks 
 of sheep, for a trading venture; a lionizing in the early days 
 of the city of San Francisco, strangely changed between 1848 
 and '53; faithful performance of his duties as Indian Agent for 
 New Mexico, to which post he was ap"oointed late in the year 
 1853; promotion from rank to rank during the Civil War, until 
 he was brevetted Brigadier-General; important services to the 
 government in the task of subduing and conciliating the Indians j 
 all these fill up the measure of his days. Adventures, which to 
 us would seem hair-breadth escapes, were passed by as every day 
 occurrences in his life, and rarely chronicled by any one. He 
 died at Fort Lyon, CoL, in May, 1868. Nearly fifteen years have 
 passed since then, but the memory of the " Monarch of the Prai- 
 ries" is kept green by those who love tales of border adventure^ 
 
CHAPTER XL 
 
 GENEEAL WILLIAM S. HAENEY. 
 
 LTHOUGH settled as early as 1756, at the close of thb last 
 
 was little more than a wilderness, except around those centers 
 of civilization where had been the first settlements. To its wilds 
 had already been attracted some of the most daring and patriotic 
 spirits of the time ; the Hermitage was not yet built, but already 
 the name of Jackson was prominent in its annals 3 from this state 
 was Missouri to call that man, who sat longer than any other in 
 the highest council of the nation j here were Crockett and Hous- 
 ton to become known thereafter; here had removed a gallant 
 officer of the Eevolutionary army, Major Thomas Harney, and 
 here, in August, 1800, was born the youngest of his six sonS;. 
 William Selby Harney. 
 
 Left a widow when her children were all young, Mrs. Harney 
 intended her youngest son for a sailor, but destiny overruled 
 her wishes. The youth of seventeen visited, during one of his 
 school vacations, an elder brother serving as army surgeon at 
 Baton Eouge. Attracting the attention and acquiring the friend- 
 ship of Gen. Jessup, who was in command, he was asked by that 
 officer if he did not wish to enter the army. He replied that 
 his mother intended him for the navy, but a few days afterwards 
 Gen. Jessup handed him a commission as second lieutenant. 
 This bore the date of Feb. 13, 1818, and in June ©f the s^ame 
 year the young officer, not yet eighteen years old, joined his 
 regiment, then serving in Louisiana. 
 
 His f^'&t active service was against the pirates who then in- 
 fested tlie Gulf coast. There had never been a time, since the 
 sixteenth century, when piracy did not exist im the waters wash- 
 ing the shores of Louisiana, Florida and Cuba. For many years 
 the commander of these outlaws had been the elder of the two 
 brothers Lafitte, themselves French^ and disposed to be friends 
 
 state admitted into the union. 
 
272 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 with those of their own race in Louisiana. It was to secure the 
 aid of this lawless host that Gen. Jackson, in 1814, declared 
 martial law in Louisiana, and ordered off the bench the judge 
 who refused to release the Lafittes then awaiting trial. It is 
 doubtful if the famous battle could have been gained without them, 
 and Gen. J ackson secured the pardon of the brothers, on condition 
 that they abandon the life they had been leading. The condi- 
 tion was faithfully observed, and the pirates being left without 
 
 a leader, were scattered abroad 
 to commit lesser depredations. 
 It was to pursue and punish 
 some of these that Lieutenant 
 Harney's company was sent 
 soon after he joined. 
 
 On reaching the archipelago, 
 the company made their head- 
 quarters at New, near Navig 
 Ba}^, whence a detachment un- 
 der Lieut. Harney was sent tc 
 ascend the bay to reconnoiter, 
 Here he discovered and took 
 possession of some vessels baL 
 lasted with bar-iron. Examination showed that the bars were hol- 
 low, and filled with quicksilver. The detachment was delayed so 
 long that the main body supposed all the men in it had been kill- 
 ed, and were considerably surprised to learn of their safe return 
 with the prize they had captured. 
 
 Cruising with his detachment in a boat on the bay, Lieut. Har- 
 ney signaled a small sailing vessel. She hove to, and the detach- 
 ment boarded her. 
 
 Let me see your papers, sir,'^ demanded their officer of the 
 captain. Descending into the cabin, the commander reappeared 
 with what he claimed was his ship's register. As the lieutenant 
 looked at them, a voice in his ear said : 
 
 The captain has just given his men orders, in French, to get 
 ready to fight.'' 
 
 In a moment the crew had been secured, th^ captain having 
 been thrown down the hatchway, and the lieutenant and his men 
 returned in triumph with the smuggler, go closed his first cam- 
 paign. Soon after his return in January, 1819, he was ordered 
 to Boston on recruiting service, where he remained for more than 
 
 GEN. W. S. HARNEY. 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 273 
 
 a year. Ordered to report for active duty in June, 1820, he was 
 selected by Gen. Jackson, his father's friend and neighbor, to 
 serve as temporary aid during the absence of an officer on his 
 staif. Jackson was at this time acting as governor of Florida, 
 which " had been but recently purchased of Spain, and honored 
 Lieut. Harney with the command of the guard attendant on the 
 transfer of the territory from one government to anothero It is 
 not yet that we find him engaged in that active service which 
 has connected his name alike with the everglades of Florida and 
 the wilds of Oregon. 
 
 It was in 1824, after he had exchanged into the artillery, that 
 Lieut. Harney first saw St. Louis, to be in future the home to 
 which he should look with longing eyes. The peculiarly French 
 gaiety which then distinguished the society of this city, was 
 particularly to the taste of the young lieutenant, with animal 
 spirits, and possessed of physical advantages which secured hiu? 
 the favor of the ladies. Ordered to proceed to Council Bluffs 
 the orders were countermanded soon after they started, and th^ 
 four companies wintered at Bellefontaine, fifteen miles above th$ 
 city; whence in the spring they resumed the perilous journej 
 in keel-boats up the Missouri, on the banks of which, above 
 Boonville, were no white settlements. 
 
 Arriving safely at Two Thousand Mile Creek, a council wa^ 
 held with the Crows, Mandans and Gros- Ventres, which, bul 
 for Lieut. Harney, might have terminated most disastrously, 
 One of the conditions of the treaty was the restoration of ^ 
 family of British subjects that had been taken prisoners, and foi 
 whose liberation the English minister had asked. The inter- 
 preter finished, stating all the details, and the chiefs sat motion- 
 less. After a moment's pause, one arose and said that they were 
 willing to liberate the captives, but a ransom must be paid. Ir- 
 ritable by reason of a recent illness, one of the commissioners^ 
 Major O'Fallon, lost his temper at the cool audacity of the chief, 
 and advancing into the circle struck first the speaker and then 
 two other chiefs over the head and face with his horse-pistol. 
 Not a word was spoken by either the outraged chiefs or the start- 
 led Americans, as a comrade caught the offender before he could 
 strike another of the Indians; but the savage warriors seized 
 their arms and assumed a defensive or offensive attitude. It was 
 a moment of extreme peril, for the Indians far outnumbered the 
 whites. 
 
274 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 The disciplined troops were called to arms, and the commis- 
 sioners tried to explain to the Indians that Major O'Eallon^s action 
 was the result of delirium. The explanation was received in grim 
 silence, and when Lieut. Harney, with outstretched hand, advan- 
 ced towards the Crow chief, the Indian, folding his arms, looked 
 at him in sullen defiance. Cursing the chief, he looked him stead- 
 ily in the eye for a few moments ; finally the chief took the ex- 
 tended hand. Order was restored and the negotiations contin- 
 ued; the family was released on payment of the ransom demand- 
 ed, and a treaty of peace concluded. 
 
 Lieutenant Harney, a tall, spare man, possessed of powers of 
 endurance equal to his strength, had acquired a reputation as a 
 runner that had reached the ears of the tribes dwelling on the 
 upper Missouri, and they were extremely anxious to test hiis 
 fleetness. He had a race with a Crow Indian, but encumbered 
 with his uniform, with his pockets full of relics and curiosities 
 he had been buying from them, the Indian won. Harney grace- 
 fully acknowledged the defeat, and challenged his antagonist to 
 another race the next day. The Indians retired well pleased with 
 the success of their champion, and returned the next day at the 
 appointed time and place, laden with buffalo robes, tobacco, and 
 all the ornaments and treasures they could muster for a reward to 
 the winner. Over a level, grassy prairie they ran, and for some 
 distance the Indian was in the lead. 
 
 ^^A little faster, Harney, or he'll beat you,^^ cried a brother 
 officer, jealous for his comrade's reputation. Eenewing his ef- 
 forts, he soon passed the Indian, and was the first to reach the 
 goal, a half-mile from the starting point. 
 
 "I w^ouldn't have had you lose that race for a thousand dol- 
 lars,'' said Gen. Atkinson. Both sides felt much interest in the 
 race, and his fleetness of foot raised him greatly in the consider- 
 ation of the Indians. 
 
 Eeturning to the east, at Council Bluffs he heard of his pro- 
 Motion to the rank of captain, and at the same time received an 
 ©^ffer which was a sore temptation to the soldier with no fortune 
 but his good name and his sword. Struck with his manly cour- 
 age and energy, Geuo Ashley, an eminent pioneer citizen of St. 
 Louis, proposed to fit out a trading expedition to the Yellow- 
 stone, and place Harney in charge of it; but the soldier, born 
 for the battle-field, declined the generous proffer. 
 
 Arriving at St. Louis in October.^ 1825, he was ordered to re- 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HABNEYc 275 
 
 port to his regiment for duty in the Creek Nation, where he re- 
 mained until the succeeding June. Ordered to New Orleans then, 
 he there made the acquaintance of the Duke of Saxe-Weimar; as 
 well as of an entirely different persoft, the ex-pirate Lafitte. A 
 
276 
 
 year later xie proceeded to the north, where the long imprison- 
 Ki'^nt of Black Hawk was whetting his appetite for war ; that no- 
 ted chief having been captured while on a marauding expedition 
 with Eed Bird, and held for trial. 
 
 His movements for the next two years are of but little inter- 
 est. True, it was at Fort Winnebago, on Green Bay, in 1828, that 
 he first met a certain second-lieutenant in the army, Jefferson 
 Davis, with whom he formed a friendship that lasted for fifty 
 years, unshaken by political differences. 
 
 ANOTeER RACE AND A COLD BATH. 
 
 Stationed at Portage-des-Sioux, between the Fox and the Wis- 
 -eonsin, in the winter of 18B9-30, he volunteered to take his com- 
 pany to the pineries, to cut timber for a fort. They had return- 
 ed to the c^mp, waiting for spring to open. The weather was bit- 
 ^ ter cold, and the Fox Eiver frozen over, when another exciting 
 foot rae^ occurred. An Indian had broken one of the rules of the 
 garrison, and Capt. Harney, always a strict disciplinarian, resol- 
 ved to administer a flogging. Believing in a fair chance for 
 every one, he told the Indian that if he reached a certain point 
 without being overtaken, having a start of a hundred yards, he 
 should escape the flogging. The race was on the ice. and both 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 277 
 
 men, moccasined, belted and stripped for the run, set oif at full 
 speed, the captain swinging a cow-hide. The red man ran foi 
 his skin, the white man for his reputation, and despite his 
 greater motive, the Indian knew that the cow-hide was com- 
 ing nearer to him. Directing his course towards one of the nu- 
 merous air-holes, he sped safely over the thin crust of ice, through 
 which his heavier pursuer sank into the cold water. An expert 
 swimmer, Capt. Harney with a few strokes reached the thick 
 ice, but his cow-hide was lost, and he returned to camp. The 
 Winnebago had sufficient consideration for himself to keep away 
 from the camp while Captain Harney remained there. 
 
 We again take leave of our hero until 1832, going back two years 
 from that date to explain the position of the Indians with regard 
 to the Government. In June, 1830, many of the Indians sold 
 their lands to the government and prepared to remove west of 
 the Mississippi, but the Sacs and Foxes, the Sioux, Omahas, lowas, 
 and Ottawas, refused to remove to the reservations provided for 
 them. Keokuk was the head chief of the first mentioned tribe, 
 and used his utmost efforts to persuade them to adopt the treaty, 
 but Black Hawk^s influence outweighed his, and the latter's ar- 
 guments were backed by the memory of the unprovoked brutal- 
 ity of the white settlers. Secret negotiations among the tribei 
 had almost consolidated the various nations, and Keokuk, re* 
 penting of the sale of his country, endeavored, without success, 
 to secure different terms from the government. Thinking them- 
 selves safe, the warriors of the tribe set out on their fall hunt; re- 
 turning to find their women and children without a shelter, the 
 white people having taken possession of their villages. Encamp- 
 ing on the Mississippi, they at length resolved upon re-taking 
 their towns, but neither party could overcome the other, and 
 they decided to live together. This arrangement resulted badly 
 for the Indians, as they were exposed to every kind of fraud. 
 Black Hawk determined that his people should not be the aggres- 
 sors, and they carefully refrained from acts of violence and blood-j 
 shed. 
 
 The governor of Illinois, frightened by the threatened war, 
 called out the militia to assist Gen. Gaines, but that officer succeed- 
 ed in effecting his pacific purpose for a time without bloodshed. 
 But this quiet did not last long. At a council early in June, ISSl, 
 Black Hawk told Gen. Gaines that he would not leave his lands, 
 and was not afraid of the U. S. soldiers. He was deceived m 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 supposing that his reinforcements from the other tribes would h\ 
 very large, whereas Gen. Gaines was more accurately informed. 
 The Illinois volunteers, seven hundred in number, arrived at 
 headquarters, the Indian allies of the chief retreated across the 
 river, and the general took possession of their villages. A treaty 
 followed, but it was broken in less than a year. 
 
 Black Hawk reappeared upon the Eock Eiver in the spring 
 of 1832 ; and Major Stillman was sent towards Sycamore Creek 
 with two hundred and seventy men. Black Hawk's flag of truce 
 was disregarded, its three bearers treated as prisoners, and the 
 party sent to inquire after them pursued, two being killed. 
 Major Stillman determined to lose no time, and moved forward 
 with more haste than order upon the Indian encampment. Here 
 there were but forty warriors, the others being on a hunting ex- 
 pedition, but Black Hawk had already heard of the fate of his five 
 messengers, and they were prepared for an attack. Towards the 
 encampment the troops marched, anticipating an easy victory ; 
 confusion and precipitation marked their advance ; and as the 
 tndians rushed upon them before they had well crossed the creek, 
 they retreated as they had advanced. 
 
 Flushed with victory, the chief sent runners to the Sacs and 
 Missouris, who reached their destination twenty-four hours be- 
 fore despatches reached the whites; and the good news aroused 
 "the Indians to new spirit. Their butcheries and depredations 
 'Spread terror and panic over all the border. They cannot be 
 iblamed too severely for this, for until the courtesies of war were 
 80 deliberately violated by the whites, they had displayed a pa- 
 tience and forbearance seldom found on either side in the annals 
 of Indian warfare. 
 
 Soon after Capt. Harney reported to Fort Armstrong and was 
 ordered to an outpost near to the scene of Stillman's defeat. 
 At the fort he made the acquaintance of Col. Zachary Taylor, 
 and of a young militia captain, a country lawyer, who had en- 
 listed to gain the political capital which military service could 
 give him — Abraham Lincoln. To the tall and awkward joker, 
 and the equally tall, but lithe and graceful listener, who were so 
 often companions, the soldiers in good-natured irony gave the 
 nick-name of the two ponies/' Capt. Harney was here fre- 
 quently sent out to reconnoiter, as the volunteers, very much 
 afraid of Black Hawk since Stillman's defeat, could not b© relied 
 upon for such duty. 
 
©ENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 279 
 
 This regiment of militia was therefore mustered ©ut^ aoad a 
 new levy made ; but the delay proved well-nigh fatal eme«©^. 
 The Indians had retreated, the trail was lost, and pursuit mmt- 
 
 BhAGK HAWE. 
 
 ed a hopeless undertaki^ag. In a council of war that was hd^. 
 Captain Harney said : 
 
 The Indians have but en© hiding pla^o iB ikewh^U eountry, 
 •and it will not be very hard to find* If jrau will all®w mO), f-ea- 
 eral; I will take fifty men amd makj a reeonnaissan@eJ:f 
 
280 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 Such a force would be too small/' replied General Atkinson, 
 shaking his head ; " the party would be in too great danger of 
 being cut off. Take with you three hundred Pottawattomiee/' 
 
 But the chief of the Pottawattomies refused to go. 
 Black Hawk got many warriors, he jump out from ambush 
 and kill such few Indians and white men. Caj^tain Harney he 
 big fool to go without big army.'' 
 
 With only the fifty men, and a few friendly Menominies, he 
 started, only to be deserted, early on his journey, by all the In- 
 dians except one, with whom he had once had a desperate en- 
 counter, overcoming and disarming him. 
 
 "Me stay with Captain Harney,'' said this whilom antagonist, 
 with dignity j " me stay and die with him." 
 
 But Captain Harney's detachment soon returned to the main 
 tody with the intelligence that the Indians were retreating in a 
 eertain direction. Gen« Atkinson at once ordered a forced march, 
 ilnd it was not long before the Indians were found in a strong po- 
 sition near the Wisconsin. Thence they continued their retreat 
 towards the Mississippi, where they were again overtaken, not, 
 however, to again escape without giving battle. Impetuously 
 the American troops charged upon them, as the lofty courage of 
 their leader urged them to deeds of desperate valor by his words 
 and example. 
 
 **For how can man die better 
 Than when facing fearful odds 
 For the ashes of his fathers, 
 And the temples of his gods ? " 
 
 So thought Black Hawk, as with total disregard of danger he 
 cheered the sinking hearts of his warriors, driven from hill to 
 hill, and making one last desperate stand on the river bank to 
 defend themselves or die. Here the troops made a furious onset, 
 and drove those who survived the attack into the river. Black 
 Hawk fled up the river and concealed himself in the woods, 
 where, two days later, he was captured by the Sioux and deliv- 
 ered to the whites. 
 
 For several years after this battle of Bad Ax, which was the 
 close of the Black Hawk war, we find no dangers overcome by 
 our hero. The succeeding, year (1833) is a memorable one in his 
 life, marked, as it is, by his marriage to Miss Mullanphy, of St. 
 Louis; and several promotions advance him to the rank of lieu- 
 tenant-colonel of the Second Dragoons, recently organised. 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 281 
 
 The long contest with the Florida Indians had begun. Here, 
 in the dense forests and impenetrable swamps, lurked the Semi- 
 noles, the runaways^' from all tribes. Dwelling with these 
 were fugitive negro slaves, their usual good nature and servility 
 to the white man transformed, by the oppression of brutal mas- 
 ters, into the fiercest antipathy to the whole race. These were 
 the tribes with whom Jackson had fought in 1813 ; these were 
 the tribes that in 1835 had fallen upon Major Dade^s detachment, 
 as with all the precautions which even Indian warfare required, 
 he marched to punish the savages who had committed such fre- 
 quent outrages ; only two men survived to tell the tale of a dis- 
 aster unparalleled for forty years. . 
 
 Here, in February, 1837, Col. Harney joined his regiment, 
 reporting to Camp Monroe, then under the command of Col. Fan- 
 ning. A comparison of commissions showed that Col. Harney 
 was the senior officer, and therefore entitled to the honor ; but 
 in consideration of Col. Fannmg's age, he waived his right. 
 Having already seen service in Indian warfare. Col. Harney 
 fully understood the value of constant vigilance. Unwilling to 
 trust entirely to his subordinates, he made a reconnoissance in 
 person, and discovered unmistakable signs that Indians were 
 lurking in the neighborhood. Returning to camp, he advised 
 Fanning that, as they would probably be attacked during the 
 night, it would be well to throw up breastworks, which would 
 give the raw recruits confidence, and prevent their becoming 
 panic-stricken at the first fire. His suggestions were adopted, 
 hasty fortifications made, and pickets posted in the direction from 
 Isrhich the Indians would probably come, with strict orders to 
 give the alarm immediately. The troops lay ready during the 
 whole night, and early in the morning the alarm gun was heard 
 and the pickets ran in. The men, whom the Indians had ex- 
 pected to surprise, were in readiness, and sprang to the breast- 
 works. A sharp contest ensued. At first the recruits fired 
 almost aimlessly, but the boldness and vigor of Col. Harney soon 
 inspired his men with that confidence necessary to a steady and 
 effective fire, and after three houiV fighting, the Indians retreat- 
 ed. Here and there on the field about the oamp they found belts 
 covered with blood, shot-pouches and scalping knives; but the 
 savages had dragged away the bodies of their fallen comrades. 
 
 The name of the camp was now changed to Fort Mellon, in 
 memory of a gallant officer who had fallen in the fight, and Col. 
 
28S GENERAL WII/LIAM S. HARNBT. 
 
 BCarney was left in command. All his efforts were direoted io^ 
 
 wards the successful prosecution of the war with as little loss as 
 possible. To secure this much-desired result, the troops were 
 kept in suek constant action that hardly a single depredation wifes 
 
 ftllow^d to be oommitte'd on the inhabits. oi the eountey, nMlg 
 BMlk of corn was allowed to grow anywhere but oh the farms #f 
 <Jae citizens. Unable to plant any corn in the swamps, whea^d 
 M e»my l^^t famine ooulddxive t^em^ manj of the ohiets volw^ 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEl 
 
 283 
 
 tarily surrendered themselves j among them was Osceola, the 
 moving spirit of the war. 
 
 The chief, like all the Indian leaders, had ample cause for in- 
 citing his people to war against the whites. The stern Puritans 
 of the north and the chivalry of the south united in a treatment of 
 the native lords of the soil that was only less bad than the brutal- 
 ities of the Spaniard. Prance was the only country whose set- 
 tlements in the New World were not founded on oppression and 
 injustice, and the French colonists were seldom, if ever, molest- 
 ed by the Indians. Osceola, the son of an English trader and 
 a Seminole chiefs daughter, had married the daughter of another 
 chief by an escaped slave-woman. The mother's owner claimed 
 and seized the daughter as his slave, and the outraged husband 
 threatened revenge. Imprisonment for his threats only added 
 fuel to the flames, and on his release the war was opened by the 
 murder of Gen. Thompson and four others, and the massacre of 
 Major Dade and his party. 
 
 A treaty was made, and according to its terms, the Indians 
 prepared to remove to the reservation assigned to them. The 
 frightened citizens returned to their homes, the recaptured slaves 
 were restored to their owners, and it seemed that prosperity was 
 about to succeed to the horrors of war. But as the Indians gath- 
 ered at Fort Brooke, ready to embark, a spirit of home-sickness, 
 a wild and uncontrollable longing for the moss-covered oaks and 
 evergreens of the forest, seized upon them, and they fled away 
 from the fort of the white man. Preparations were immediately 
 made for recommencing the war; fortunately the time thus con- 
 sumed was the sickly summer season, when any campaign would 
 have resulted in a great deal of sickness among the men. 
 
 Osceola had not only broken the treaty himself, but had in- 
 duced other tribes to do so. At a council, Osceola drew his knife 
 and drove it into the table, saying, The only trec^ty I will ex- 
 ecute is with this.^^ Gen. Jessup considered himself authorized^ 
 therefore, to seize as prisoners of war the chiefs who had met for 
 conference with him under a flag of truce; a violation of all th« 
 established courtesies of war. There was but a handful of In- 
 dians remaining in Florida, their negro allies having been re-' 
 claimed, and many of their bravest warriors killed in the previ- 
 ous campaign; they were surrounded by a complete cordon of 
 military posts, and confronted by aa enemy bent on their ©xter* 
 mination. . 
 
284 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEl 
 
 The aim of Gen. J essup was to completely surroiind the Indians, 
 and close the circle gradually. To the point of danger in this 
 line, because the one where the Seminoles were most likely to 
 attempt to break through, Col. Harney was assigned; and it was 
 only by the negligence of other officers that a few escaped at 
 other points. Active hostilities began early in January, 1838, 
 with a sharp and active engagement in which Gen. Nelson com' 
 
 manded the whites. 
 Later, a naval officer 
 was so severely de- 
 feated, that it was all 
 his men could do to 
 regain their boats. 
 Gen. Jessup with a 
 stronger force moved 
 upon them at the same 
 point, but Gen. Bustis, 
 who was in immediate 
 command, had so dis- 
 posed his forces that 
 the dragoons unde* 
 Col. Harney could ren* 
 der no effective service 
 to the others, and at 
 the first attack the 
 Americans were repul- 
 sed by a murderous 
 fire. Col. Harney had 
 in the meantime pene- 
 trated to the flank and 
 A TREATY OF WAR. p^^^ ^j^c cncmy, Gcu. 
 
 Jes«up took command and rallied his men, and the combined 
 attack proved more successful. Col. Harney's request that he 
 might be allowed to pursue them, was granted, but a severe 
 aiiastorm caused the commander to withdraw the permission. 
 
 S^at the next day with two companies to follow the Indians, 
 Col. Harney found their camp abandoned; they had fled to the 
 everglades, inaoeessible to the soldiery. Beturning with this in- 
 formation, he urged upon the commander the desirability of send- 
 ing for the Indians, as they would probably desire to treat now, 
 ftftar the punishment that bad been inflicted. This advice eost 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 28^ 
 
 Worthy of consideration, was adopted by the general, who sen* 
 a messenger to the Indians, offering terms of peace. Many 
 of the officers urged upon Gen. Jessup the necessity of termina- 
 ting the war by allowing the Seminoles to retain a part of the 
 country ; but he would only offer such terms on condition of the 
 approval of the government. Many of the Indian chiefs sur- 
 rendered, with followers to the number of two thousand, and 
 again the war seemed to be at an end. 
 
 The government refused to ratify this arrangement, and the 
 subsequent action of Gen. Jessup looked to the untutored savages 
 very much like a breach of faith. He had violated the security 
 of a flag of truce, and Osceola had died in pris^on; he had de- 
 coyed them from their fastnesses, only to hold them as captives. 
 Having thus lost all confidence in the whites, the Semiiaoles, 
 always reckless of danger for themselves when itwaiS possible te 
 inflict injury upon their enemies, harried and burned and slew 
 whenever the presence of soldiery did not prevent. 
 
 Colonel Harney, with his dismounted dragoons, was sentaffcei 
 Sam Jones, one of the principal chiefs, and pursued him into hii^ 
 hunting grounds by forced marches made at night. He succeed- 
 ed in surprising the Indians, and put them to rout, but they fled 
 into the swamps, whither the troops could not follow them. As 
 they pursued the flying savages, one of the soldiers shot a squaw, 
 mistaking her, in the confusion, for a warrior. Greatly distressed 
 at this injury inflicted upon a woman, they did everything in 
 their power to relieve her. At a loss what to do with her, CoL 
 Harney made the suggestion that, if they left her, her friends 
 would come after her in the night. It was proposed to lie in wait 
 near by, and capture those who should come, but Col. Harney 
 declared that those who came on such a mission of humanity 
 should have safe conduct. The chief and the woman^s husband 
 came and visited her that night, taking her away the next, but 
 though Sam Jones was such a tempting prize, Col. Harney re- 
 strained his men from molesting them. The woman recovered, 
 and when several months afterward the tribe was met by Col. 
 Harney and his command on terms of peace, she displayed con- 
 siderable gratitude towards those who had acted in a manner 
 better agreeing with their professed Christianity than the whites 
 generally used towards the savages. 
 
 Gen. Jessup'was soon after recalled from Florida and sent to 
 the Cherokee country j Gen. Macomb, the eommander-im-chie:^ 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 repairing in person to the seat of war. Arriving in Florida, and 
 establishing his headquarters on Black Creek, he immediately 
 sent for Col. Harney. The plans which that officer had suggested, 
 and upon which Gen. Jessup had acted, were laid before him, 
 and Col. Harney marked out the reservation which would con- 
 tent the Indians, who were committing all sorts of depredations 
 and murders. 
 
 " A settlement can be made with them, if I can only be assured 
 that the government will keep faith ; but they have been de- 
 ceived, and are suspicious of the promises of the "War Depart- 
 ment. I cannot undertake to deceive them myself, and unless I 
 can be assured that the treaty, when made, will be observed by 
 our own people, I can do nothing.'' 
 
 Gen. Macomb had instructions to pacify the Indians, and to 
 make arrangements for them to remain in the country. Satisfied 
 at this. Col. Harney's influence got a number of chiefs together, 
 who were induced by the respect in which they held him, to 
 make an amicable arrangement. But the depredations continued. 
 Some of the chiefs repudiated this treaty, some never assented 
 to it. The people of Florida were not satisfied with it, and while 
 the assurance of the Secretary of War was that it was only a tem- 
 porary measure, calculated to quiet their remonstrances, it only 
 inflamed the passions of the Seminoles. Col. Harney was thus 
 shown to be as unreliable as any of the others, and his reputa* 
 tion for truth and honor existed no more among the deceived 
 and betrayed Indians of Florida. 
 
 As soon as the treaty had been made. Gen. Macomb directed 
 Col. Harney to select a suitable site for a trading-house, to be 
 built in the reservation. Selecting a point on the Coloosahatchie 
 Eiver, fifteen miles above the mouth, he left there thirty dis- 
 mounted dragoons, while he went on to Gen. Taylor's headquar- 
 ters on Tampa Bay. Gen. Macomb had verbally authorized him 
 to call upon this officer for two companies to protect the house, 
 but Gen. Taylor refused to let him have any troops. Calling at 
 the site on the Coloosahatchie as he returned, he found every- 
 thing progressing admirably, the Indians appearing perfectly 
 contented. But while he was on the way from Tampa, the Sec- 
 retary's letter had arrived, saying that the treaty was only tem- 
 porary. In some mysterious way, the Indians had heard of it, 
 and swift runners spread the news among all the tribes before it 
 had been sent to the whites* 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY, 287 
 
 It was then, without arousing any suspicion in the Mind ot the 
 officer, that the afterwards famous chief Billy BowJegs came 
 ahoard the boat, and told bim that the chiefs wished go see hin7v 
 before he left. 'Never guessing what news had come from Wash- 
 ington, he concluded to land, and spend the night on shore in 
 his tent. The next day he went hunting, returning about nine 
 o'clock, tired out. Taking off his coat and boots, he lay down, 
 intending to rest a little and then get up to see how the sergeant 
 in command had posted his sentinels. But he fell asleep, to be 
 awakened at daylight by the firing of guns, the yelling of In- 
 dians, and shouts of, Run to the water in the familiar voices 
 of his own men. 
 
 Seeing that his men, standing up to their necks in the water, 
 were wholly unarmed, he knew that he could not help them, and 
 determined to save himself. Running down the river about a 
 quarter of a mile, every thought bent to the planning of an escape, 
 he walked into the river a few paces, then backward up the 
 bank, so as to make the Indians think that two men had been 
 drowned at that point. 
 
 In the mean time the men in the river had been induced to sur. 
 render, and were massacred as soon as they left the water, only 
 a small party escaping in a trading boat. They then proceeded 
 to the colonel's tent, and their yell of disappointment rang in hia 
 ears as he plunged into the brush. Following his trail, they 
 found the point where he had walked into the water, and con^ 
 eluding that he and some companion had preferred drowning to 
 failing into their hands, gave up the search. He had not proceed 
 ed far when a man was seen coming towards him, and, thinking 
 it was an Indian, he drew his pocket-knife, the only weapon he 
 had, and prepared for defense 3 but the supposed Indian was one 
 of his own dragoons who had watched him from the river, and 
 had not surrendered with his comrades. 
 
 Over the mangrove roots and sour-grass that lacerated his un- 
 protected feet, until the dragoon, Britton, gave him his shoes, un- 
 der the burning, vertical rays of a July sun in Florida, blacking 
 their faces with the charred wood left by camp-fires which they 
 passed, so that they might be better disguised, they strained 
 every nerve to get to a certain point fifteen miles away. "Now and 
 then their route led them to the river bank. The third time that 
 they approached it, Britton heard a voice on the river. Sending 
 the dragoon down the stref^Jxi. Cel. H.^ney ascended it, to look 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 for the Indians. Brition soon reported that they were coming, 
 he had seen a canoe with some one in it-@f course, Seminoles' 
 "Britton, can you fight?" 
 
 BILLY BOWLEGS. 
 
 ''1 will die with you, Colonel." 
 • "There seem to be two Indians. Do not let one get behind 
 me while I am fighting with the other. I can soon overconA? 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 289 
 
 and kill one, and then will be ready for the second. Where ar# 
 tkey V 
 
 Under that wild ig-tree/' 
 
 "I will go now. Be sure and keep a sharp look-®ut." 
 
 Arriving at the point indicated, with so stealthy a step as not 
 to alarm the children of the forest, he planted one foot firmly 
 mpon the ground, the other upon the shell bank, ready to leap 
 upon them. Raising himself, he saw the canoe— his own, con- 
 taining only a harpoon and the paddles. Calling Britton to him 
 by a yell of triumph, and instructing him in paddling the canoe, 
 they soon overtook those of his men who had escaped in the boat. 
 To them he announced his intention of going back to the camp, 
 to see what had become of his force, and they volunteered to ae* 
 company him. With seven men, he returned that night to as- 
 tain who had been the killed. Leaving two men in the 
 boat, with five men and two guns he proceeded to the camp, where 
 thev looked into the faces of their comrades, ghastly with death 
 in the light of the moon. Counting the dead, they found all there 
 but five, and shouted to call these to them. They afterwards learm* 
 ed that two heard the shouts, but thought it merely an Indian rus^ 
 to draw them from their hiding places. Col. Harney, knowin| 
 that the Indians had taken two l^arrels of whiskey in the stores, 
 wished to avenge his murdered men, sure that a surprise wouW 
 result in victory 5 but his men were unwilling to take a new risk^ 
 and the little party returned to headquarters. 
 
 Colonel Harney was as yet ignorant of the reason f©r this ati 
 tack, only learning of the Secretary's letter when he arrived at 
 Florida Bay. The news of the attack and massacre spread rap- 
 idly over Florida, and produced the most profound sensation, 
 leading to hostilities of the bloodiest kind. Yet the Secretary, 
 whose faithlessness was the cause of this, was retained in the 
 cabinet, his conduct unquestioned. By his orders, blood-hounds 
 were imported to hunt down the Indians. Less cruel than th© 
 men who set them on, "they were found to be perfectly useless.*' 
 
 With the campaign between November, 1839, and May, 1840, 
 we have nothing to do, as Col. Harney was on sick leave in Cuba, 
 being threatened with consumption. Little of importance oc- 
 curred between the time of the massacre of the Coloosahatchie 
 (July, 1839) and the last month of the succeeding year; a series 
 of scenes of petty bloodshed on both sides filled up the measui?© 
 of the days. 
 
290 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNET* 
 
 In Detember, 1840, Col. Harney was ordered to proceed to the 
 
 everglades and attack the Spanish Indians, of whom Chaikika 
 was the chief. Here, in a vast expanse of water varying in depth 
 from one to five feet, and covered with an almost impenetrable 
 saw-grass, except for the channels which extended in every direc- 
 tion, dotted with innumerable islands, it was supposed that many 
 of the Indians had their headquarters. This suspicion had been 
 confirmed by the account of a negro man named John, who had 
 been captured by them in 1835, and had but recently escaped. 
 CoL Harney, with a force of ninety men in boats, and John as a 
 
 IN THE EVERGLADES. 
 
 guide, penetrated into the heart of this wilderness. John led 
 them directly to the island where the Indians were encamped — 
 the band of Chaikika, who had been the chief commanding the 
 party that massacred the dragoons at Coloosahatchie. 
 
 The chief was chopping wood at a short distance from his people 
 when the soldiers approached. Discovering the presence of thvj 
 enemy he dropped his axe and ran for the high grass. Two or 
 three soldiers started in pursuit, but only one proved able to keep 
 up with him. This was Hall, the same man who had shot the 
 squaw hj mistake. Finding that escape was hopeless, and being 
 
GENEKAL WILLIAM 8. HARNEY. 
 
 29) 
 
 anarmed, he turned, and threw up his arms in token of snrren 
 der. The mercy he had dealt to those who surrendered at Co- 
 loosahatchie was shown to him. Hall sent a bullet into his brain, 
 and he fell lifeless into the water. Two thousand dollars' worth 
 of stolen goods were identified, and thirteen revolvers belonging 
 to Harney's massacred dragoons. Nine of the warriors were 
 hanged, the tenth reserved for use in the future as a guide. 
 
 This was virtually the end of the Seminole war, protracted 
 dirough eight years, at the cost of millions of dollars and many 
 lives. This contest baffled the military skill of the ablest gener- 
 als. Col. Harney's services were, beyond question, more efficient 
 than those of any other officer in the field. The Indians always 
 had most respect and esteem for the man who was most successful 
 in contending with them, and Col. Harney was the only man 
 upon whose word they would rely. 
 
 For a period of several years we take leave of him. During 
 this time Texas, an independent republic, had laid aside her sov- 
 ereign loneliness at the invitation of the Congress of the United 
 States, and become one of the many. Mexico had never admit 
 ted the independence of Texas ; the action of the United States 
 was, therefore, regarded as a breach of the treaty between the 
 two nations, and the Mexican war ensued. 
 
 Col. Harney was stationed at San Antonio with six regiments 
 of dragoons, when, in the winter of 1845-6, he leg,rned that the 
 Mexicans were assembling on the Eio Grande, west of San An. 
 tonio. He determined to push forward, to reconnoiter and to 
 protect the frontier, and collected a force of seven hundred men, 
 His officers suggested that they had no cannon, and proposed 
 sending to Victoria for two pieces ; but this would cause too 
 much loss of time. 
 
 "Have the Mexicans any artillery?" inquired Col. Harney. 
 
 " They have field-pioces and ordnance of excellent character, 
 sir,'' replied an officer readily, glad to break the argument by 
 such facts. 
 
 " Well, then, we will go and take them ; they will suit me ex- 
 actly." 
 
 Advancing to within fifteen miles of the Eio Grande, a recon 
 noissance in person revealed that the Mexican troops had gone, 
 crossing the river, he occupied Presidio, and wished to move 
 upon Monterey, but the unanimous opposition of his officers 
 forced him to abandon this plan. Or\ his way back to San An- 
 
292 
 
 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 tonio, he was met by two orders from Gen. Wool, then in com- 
 mand ; the first, desiring him to return to San Antonio immedi- 
 ately; the second, placing him under arrest, and giving his com- 
 mand to another officer. Gen. Wool explained that the latter 
 order had been issued because the people of San Antonio had 
 assured him that Colonel Harney would not obey the first. 
 
 Promoted to the full rank of colonel the last of June, 1846, he 
 and Brig.-Gen. Shields, with a.guard of only fifteen men, set out 
 to report to Gen. Taylor at Matamoras, where the Mexicans had 
 met with a signal defeat in May at the hands of that officer^ The 
 perils and difficulties of the journey cannot be exaggerated: 
 through a country full of enemies, marching all one day without 
 water, the escort was so scanty that it was a most hazardous un- 
 dertaking. They reached Monterey only to find Col. Harney 
 placed under the command of Gen. Wool, who had exposed him 
 to the indignity of an arrest in San Antonio. 
 
 Sent with his dragoons to the front. Col. Harney made a re- 
 connoissance, and failing to find the enemy, returned to the post 
 assigned. Here, as he and his officers were indulging in festiv 
 ities after their tiresome day, a courier arrived with a despatcl 
 from Gen. Wool, ordering his immediate return, as the enemj 
 was advancing. Reading the despatch to his officers, and know 
 ing the general had received false information, he bivouacked foy 
 the night, and on the following day, falling back upon the maij3 
 body, reported to Gen. Wool. In reply to that officer's reproact.- 
 es for his tardiness in obeying orders, he said : 
 
 I knew that you had received false information, sir. If yo a 
 had inquired of me, I could have told you, from my own knoTV- 
 ledge, that there was no enemy.^' 
 
 He was soon afterward transferred to Gen. Taylor's command. 
 Gen. Scott's old jealousy of Gen. Jackson showed itself in an at- 
 tempt to deprive Col. Harney of his command, he having been 
 an especial protege of Old Hickory/^ but foiled in this, he 
 could not but admit that it was a gallant soldier and a good offi- 
 cer that he would have injured. His conduct at Madellin and the 
 more important Cerro Gordo won for him the commendation of 
 Scott, and the rank of Brevet Brigadier-General. Present at the 
 taking of Mexico, and performing valuable services during the 
 entire war, when peace was at last declared he was stationed with 
 his regiment at San Antonio. He remained in Texas, with occa- 
 sional short leaves of absence, until July, 1854, when a leave grant- 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNE-fr. 
 
 293 
 
 ed for two years permitted him to visit his family, who had lived 
 ^or some years in Europe, while the husband and father nad been 
 serving his country in its wars. 
 
 Although our right to annex Texas had been vindicated, the 
 country was not to be left in peace. The disturbing elemxcnt was 
 the same that kept the earliest settlers on the Atlantic coast al- 
 ways prepared for a combat, i;hat has made itself a name of ter- 
 ror to the far western prairies — the Indians. As usual, the cause 
 of this war was the injustice and oppression of the white man, 
 revenged by the cruelty of the red man. 
 
 A party of emigrants to Califc rnia, passing the Big Platte, 
 about thirty miles below Fort La ;amie, left a cow, that had giv- 
 en out, in charge of the Bois Brules. Buffaloes were not to be 
 found by the hunters, and the agents of the U. S. Government 
 had failed to furnish them with the usual supplies; but they had 
 Xio thought of violating that trust, even to prev mtthe starvation 
 of the tribe. Even when a visit 
 from a neighboring chief awak- 
 ened all their sense of hospital- 
 ity, they explained to him that 
 their own meager rations would 
 not permit a great feast of wel- 
 come. The Ogallala chief said 
 lohat he had seen a white buffalo 
 (a cow) on the prairies, but ap- 
 peared satisfied on learning the 
 facts of the case. He and his war- 
 riors would go out on a hunt, 
 
 said the visitor; and strangely gen. wInfield s. scott. 
 
 enough, the game that they brought in was the carcass of the 
 white buffalo. 
 
 The owner of the cow sent in a bill for it to Port Laramie, and 
 received payment from the officer in command ; who immediate- 
 ly despatched a force of thirty men, under the command of a 
 lieutenant, to demand the warrior who had killed the cow. 
 Drunk when they arrived at the village, it is hardly probable 
 that this demand was made in a manner calculated to ensure its 
 admission by the Indians. 
 
 The Ogallala chief is in the village of the Bois Brules, and 
 they cannot give him up to his enemies. But he has behaved 
 Dadly, and you can take him ; that is his lodge/' 
 
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 aJllNERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY. 
 
 "No, you must bring him here/' insisted the officer, with 
 drunken dignity. 
 
 " The Indian does not give up the friend who is in his lodge, 
 and Black Beaver's people would kill him if he did so/' 
 
 But the hospitality of the desert met with no recognition here, 
 and the order was given to fire. Black Beaver was killed, bul 
 his death was speedily avenged by that of the lieutenant, his 
 interpreter, and all the detachment but one man; who, found* 
 wounded, was taken into the lodge of a warrior and nursed bacbl 
 to health. Such was the beginning of the war in which the whole 
 Sioux tribe took up the quarrel of their kinsmen, the Bois Brules. 
 
 In such a state of aifairs, ihi most distinguished Indian fighter 
 in the army could not well be spared, and Gen. Harney was re- 
 called before one quarter of the two years had passed. Leaving 
 Paris on Christmas Eve, 1854, he reported in Washington. 
 
 "Gen. Harnej said President Pierce, "you have done so 
 ooLUch that I wil. not order you, but I do wish you would con- 
 sent to assume the command and whip the Indians for us.'' 
 
 Proceeding to the west, as soon as he reached the Indian coun- 
 try he received a message from the Sioux chief. Little Thunder, 
 saying that he would either shake hands with him or fight. But 
 G-en. Harney had already reached a position commanding the 
 Indian village, and even the personal pleading of the chief did 
 aot secure peace without punishment for robbing the mails and 
 killing emigrants. 
 
 Seventy-two savages fell in the attack which followed, in 
 which only four white men were killed. Soon forced to retreat, 
 the Indians were allowed to make their escape, since they were 
 encumbered with their women and children. 
 
 One most important assistant in guarding the camp from attack 
 was Gen. Harney's veteran charger, Buncombe, who had seen | 
 severe service in the Mexican war, and who now learned to detect 
 the presence of a wolf, abuifalo or an Indian near the camp ; giv- 
 ing an invariably correct alarm, and in many cases saving the 
 lives of the men. He could distinguish between the intruders, 
 and would stamp harder and oftener, and snort more loudly, if 
 it were an Indian, than if it were a buffalo or a wolf. 
 
 The decisive victory gained over Little Thunder awed the 
 Sioux into submission, and a five days' conference with the chiefs 
 of all but two bands resulted in a treaty. Chiefs and sub-chiefs 
 were recognized, and arranffements made for the government of 
 
GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY, 
 
 295 
 
 the tribe, so as to secure the blessings of peace tc both the Indians 
 and the whites. The Sioux stood to their promises, and held to 
 the obligations that the treaty imposed upon them, even after 
 the government showed that it had no intention of keeping 
 faith with them. 
 
 His instructions forbade him to do more, although the bands 
 not represented were somewhat turbulent, and challenged him to 
 meet them on the war-path ; and he returned to St. Louis. The 
 removal of the remnant of the Seminoles still lingering in the 
 swamps and everglades of Florida next occupied his time, and 
 in May, 1857, he was o-rdered to Kansas, where a delicate and im- 
 portant duty required all his firmness and sagacity. This was to 
 keep the peace which the politicians seemed determined to break 
 — a strange duty, it seems, for a soldier, occurring under a com- 
 bination of circumstances equally strange. But his services in 
 Kansas, and those immediately afterwards in Utah, do not pre- 
 sent points of special interest to any but the historians of those 
 states. 
 
 Ordered to Oregon early in the fall of 1858, he procured the 
 appointment of Father de Smet as chaplain to his force. This 
 eminent Jesuit had been a missionary among the Flat Heads and 
 kindred tribes around the Columbia and its branches, and not only 
 possessed considerable influence over them, but perhaps knew 
 the country and disposition of the tribes better than any one 
 else ; so that he was invaluable to this expedition. 
 
 The California Indians had been hostile for some time, and 
 there had been several skirmishes, when Gen. Clarke, then in 
 command, invited them to a council. Refusing to surrender their 
 privileges, they were thus addressed by Major Key: 
 
 The great war-chief, General Harney, who is known among 
 all the tribes for his success among them, is on his way here ; 
 and if you do not accede to the terms which we propose, he 
 will make war upon you, so that you will be glad to accept even 
 harder conditions.^^ 
 
 When Gen. Harney arrived at Fort Vancouver, he found that 
 m^ny of the tribes had sued for peace, and treaties had been made 
 with them. The turbulent Indians had fled to the Flat Heads, 
 and Gen. Harney concluded to demand their surrender. In many 
 instances they were promptl}^ given up, but in other cases there 
 was more delay. So completely had the Indians been pacified, 
 r^hrough the good offices of Father de Smet, and the active and 
 
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 GENERAL WILLIAM S. HARNEY 
 
 efficient measures of Gen. Harney, that no disturbances followed. 
 His perfect knowledge of Indian character, and his wisdom in 
 adapting his plan of action to the enemy with whom he had to 
 deal, secured him a greater degree of success than any officer as- 
 signed to duty on the frontier. His one rule in intercourse with 
 them, never broken, was to keep faith; and the wisdom of this 
 fWas endorsed by the experience of Father de Smet. 
 
 He was recalled from Oregon in July, 1860, and ordered to St. 
 Louis, whence, in April, 1861, he proceeded to "Washington. Mad^ 
 the first prisoner of war, and strongly urged to join the Confed-^ 
 erate Army by many old acquaintances, his journey to Washing- 
 ton was a series of ovations to the great war-chief of the West. 
 
 On his return to St. Louis, again invested with the command 
 here, he bent every energy to the task of pacification; believing 
 thac there was no necessity for a single gun to be fired in the 
 state, and resolved that none should be while he could prevent 
 it. B^t he had hardly arrived in the city before the order came 
 depriving him of his command, and giving him leave of absence 
 until farther orders. The further orders never came, and his 
 name is still upon the retired list. The pretext for this action was 
 his connection with those who leaned towards the Confederate 
 States, but no evidence exists to show that, while he remained 
 in command, he was anything but a faithful servant of the coun- 
 try for which he had done so much. Forty-two years he had 
 spent in active service, the greater part of the time being on the 
 frontier, among the Indians. 
 
 Appointed a member of the Indian Peace Commission in 1865, 
 he visited the savages, for the last time, on the waters of the Platte 
 and the Black Hills country. It is a touching tribute to his rep- 
 utation among the Indians, that while engaged in this work, an 
 elderly Indian woman came up to him, and shaking his hand earn- 
 estly, said : 
 
 You were a friend of my father.^' 
 Who her father was, or where Gen. Harney had known him, 
 could not be ascertained; but that is unnecessary to the beauty 
 of the incident; it might have been a typical Indian, for to the 
 fathers of many of the present generation he had indeed been a 
 friend. 
 
CHAPTER XII. 
 
 GLITEEAL GEOEGE A. CUSTEE. 
 
 'HEN a man has achieved success in any direction, we are 
 
 VV always desirous of knowing how far his boyhood and 
 youth gave promise of the future. It is with a feeling of gratifica- 
 tion that we learn that such a novelist delighted his schoolmates 
 hy the stories he related to them ; that such a historian almost de- 
 s troy ed his sight by his close application ; that such a ruler of men 
 so governed circumstances, that from a canal-boy he became pres- 
 ident; that such a general gave promise of his future excellence 
 as a soldier by his rank at "West Point. After a while, however, 
 the story becomes monotonous, and it is with equal gratification 
 that we turn to the eminent scholar who, in boyhood, was es- 
 teemed a dunce, to the successful general who was not in the first 
 fank at the Military Academy. 
 
 Born in Ohio, in the latter part of 1839, George Armstrong 
 Duster's early life was like that of many an American boy, born 
 tind raised in the country. At school in the winter, rarely fail- 
 ing to have his lessons creditably prepared in spite of the mili- 
 tary novel often opened under his geography; at work on his 
 father's farm in the summer; accompanying an elder sister, re- 
 cently married, to Michigan, then but sparsely settled; full of 
 life and fun, yet never quarrelsome; of the gentlest and most 
 lovable disposition : such is the record of his boyhood. Early 
 imbued with a passion for a soldier's life, he was not yet seven- 
 teen when he determined to go to West Point. 'No influence 
 aided him in his endeavors, and nothing came of them the first 
 time ; but a personal interview with the congressman, to whom 
 he had written, resulted in his appointment the following year. 
 
 The discipline at the Military Academy seems to outsiders un- 
 necessarily strict. A trifling dereliction from duty is an unpar- 
 donable offense ; a failure to black one's boots at the proper 
 oxoment necessitates an afternoon's guard duty ; while a negleet 
 
298 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 of lessons for a visit to Benny Havens' cabin is no worse — it can 
 not be. Saturday afternoon is time for recreation, but the poor 
 delinquents must spend it walking their extras/' For offenses 
 3iot great, but making up in number what they lacked in enorm- 
 ity, sixty -six Saturdays were thus spent by Cadet Custer during 
 his four years' course ; and when every examination was passed 
 and only the order from Washington was needed to transform 
 the cadets into officers, the ranking of the class of thirty-four 
 showed thirty-three above him. My career as a cadet," said 
 he, as a soldier, had but little to commend it the study of 
 those who came after me, unless as an example to be carefully 
 avoided." 
 
 A single instance will be enough to show the character of his 
 offenses against military law. It was in 1861, after the examin- 
 ations were passed, when they were only waiting to be assigned 
 each to the particular branch of the service for which he was best 
 fitted, that Cadet Custer was performing the duties of officer of the 
 the guard ; an honor bestowed only once on each one during his 
 four years' course. At dark i he heard a commotion near the 
 guard tents, at some distance from the main camp, and hastened 
 towards the place indicated by the uproar. In the midst of a con- 
 siderable group were two cadets noisily disputing with each 
 other; hardly had he arrived when they began a pitched battle 
 with their fists. Prudent bystanders attempted to separate them, 
 and the officer of the guard ought to have assisted them, and sent 
 the two combatants to the guard tents for breaking the peace and 
 the rules at the same time. He did nothing of the kind : push- 
 ing his way into the centre of the group, he dashed back the 
 would-be peacemakers with the words : 
 
 Stand back, boys 3 let's have a fair fight." 
 Unfortunately, his enthusiasm for a fair fight" was witness- 
 ed by two officers of the army, one of whom was the officer of 
 the day ; they did not seem to appreciate his soldierly instinct as 
 the proper thing, and he was placed under arrest. 
 
 Only a few hours after this arrived the order from Washington, 
 directing the members of his class to report to the adjutant-general 
 for further orders; but he was detained. Arraigned before a 
 court-martial with all the solemnity and gravity which might 
 be looked for in a trial for high treason," his co. irades who had 
 preceded him to Washington set influential friends to work, and 
 secured an order for his release. 
 
GlfcNERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 299 
 
 The cadets were soon scattered over the country to different 
 commands, and the comparative play of West Point life was suc- 
 ceeded by the realities of ^^war's stern alarums/' Fort Sumter 
 had been fired upon, the hosts were marshalling on each side of 
 Mason and Bixon's line, and the chance which every young 
 officer longs for was hand. 
 
 Active service awaited the recent graduates from the Acad- 
 emy, for not only had the army been enormously increased, but 
 many of the officers had resigned and joined the enemy. Eapid 
 promotion was secured by merit, and Custer confided to some of 
 his comrades that he was determined to be a general before the 
 war was over. It was an incautious admission, received by 
 many with ill-nat-ured sarcasm. What was determination against 
 such odds as confronted this friendless lieutenant. 
 
 Chosen by General Scott, immediately upon his reporting at 
 Washington, to carry certain dispatches to Gen. McClellan, he 
 wondered at his own good luck in thus being brought face to 
 face with the two officers. 
 
 But his dispatches were received by an aide, and he failed to 
 see the favorite general of the times. Assigned to a cavalry 
 regiment, he witnessed the first battle of Bull Eun, in which 
 that branch of the service did but little work. We hear little of 
 liim for nearly a year ; true, he volunteered to lead a charge at 
 Williamsburg, which cost Early four hundred men. This was 
 in May, 1862 ; on the 22nd of that month the Federal army 
 had halted on the banks of the Chiekahominy, and the chief 
 engineer. Gen. Barnard, was commissioned to find ^ut whether 
 that river was fordable. 
 
 As that doughty old general was riding away from head- 
 quarters, he saw a slouchy, shabbily dressed young officer, with 
 long bright hair, lounging about, and beckoned to him. Who he 
 might be, the general did not know nor care ; he merely wanted 
 an assistant. 
 
 Passing through the picket line, general and subaltern made 
 their way through the brush to the river. The generaFs orders 
 were briefly given ; the subordinate was to ford the river and 
 find out what could be seen on the other side. As they had been 
 informed that the enemy's pickets were stationed in the brush 
 across the stream, this was no child's play to thus beard the 
 lion in his den,'' as it were. 
 
 Nothing but implicit obedience was possible, even if the sub- 
 
300 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 ordinate would have owned to fear; and he waded across the 
 black water, sometimes sinking nearly to his armpits. Once on 
 the other side, he peered through the brush and saw the enemy's 
 camp and the position of the pickets. The necessary details 
 were sought, and he obeyed the signals of his superior and re- 
 turned. The grim old engineer gave a curt approval, and bade 
 the unknown young soldier follow him to headquarters for fur- 
 ther orders. 
 
 McClellan and his staff, trim and neat, were just about to ride 
 out to visit the different positions, when the two rode up, the 
 younger man slipping away at the very first opportunity ; Chick- 
 ahorainy mud had by no means improved his personal appear- 
 ance. Gen. Barnard made his report, that the river was ford- 
 able at such a point; then it came out that he had not forded it 
 himself, but some one, he didn't know who, had done it. That 
 some one was at once sought for, questioned and listened to with 
 earnest attention. 
 
 *'I have been on the outlook for just such a young officer as 
 yourself, Mr. Custer, for some time,'^ said the commander, when 
 the enemy's camp, as had been visible to Custer from the oppo« 
 •site river bank, had been described ; will you accept a posi^ 
 tion on my staff?" 
 
 In this w^ay, Lieut. Custer, of the Fifth Cavalry, became Capt. 
 Custer, of Gen. McCIellan's staff ; only to be reduced to his form- 
 er rank when his beloved general was retired from the command. 
 ITor was this all; for months he was simply awaiting orders; 
 then he accepted a position on Gen. Pleasanton^s staff; later still 
 came his golden opportunity. 
 
 When Lee, changing to the offensive, began the northerly 
 movement which was finally checked at Gettysburg, the greatest 
 consternation prevailed among the people of the threatened dis- 
 trict. At first his purpose was not clearly understood, but as it 
 became clear, the Federal forces began the pursuit. June 16th, 
 1863, a portion of the cavalry of the two armies met at Aldie, 
 Virginia. By slow degrees this branch of the service in the Fed- 
 eral army had attained efficiency. At first regarded as merely 
 for scouting and similar purposes, they had won no battles; and 
 it seemed on this June day they were again to justify Hooker's 
 taunt : ^' Who ever saw a dead cavalryman?'^ 
 
 The Federals charged down the road, Stuart was repulsed for 
 tJie moment, and Kilpatrick brought another regiment to the 
 
302 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 assistance of the first. But the fiery Southerners had not yet 
 known defeat, and advanced again upon the enemy. The Federals 
 wavered, the men were mostly raw recruits, and the situation a 
 trying one. Cols. Kilpatrick and Douty rode forward, com- 
 manding, imploring their men to follow. There was no response 
 but confusion. Forward from the broken ranks dashed Custer, 
 his long bright hair streaming over his shoulders. Waving his 
 sword, he shouted: 
 ^' Come on, boys V 
 
 Clear as a bugle-note his voice rang out above the turmoil; 
 and only the clatter of hoofs and a wild enthusiastic shout answer- 
 ed as they followed the new leader. Onward rode the three, still 
 in advance of the others. A moment more, and Col. Douty fell ; 
 Col. Kilpatrick was dismounted ; still Custer rode onward- 
 Closer and closer they drew to the enemy. Before long it was a 
 hand-to-hand combat; and then Stuart's cavalry was fairly de- 
 feated. 
 
 The fury and heat of the battle were over, and Capt. Custer re 
 turned to his duties as staff-oflficer in a time of comparative quiet- 
 Several days afterward, he returned to camp after a long day's 
 ride. Entering the large tent where his brother aides were chat 
 ting and smoking, the group of ofiicers seemed unusually hilar- 
 ious ; a repetition of the frequent chaff on the subject of his ambi- 
 tion greeted him : 
 Hallo, general r 
 ^' Pretty tired, general 
 
 Gentlemen, General Custer 
 *^How are you, general?'' 
 Allow me to congratulate j^ou, general,'' with a low bow. 
 You're looking well, general." 
 With his blue eyes flashing with anger which he could hardly 
 control, he replied, with some bitterness in response to the re- 
 lentless teasing : 
 
 Laugh as much as you please, but I will be a general yet, for 
 all your chaff. See if I'm not, that's all." 
 
 He looked around the group of mischievous faces; if one 
 smile were a shade more malicious than the others, with that 
 man he weuld quarrel ; but none excelled. There was a friend- 
 ly hand on his shoulder, a quiet voice in his ear : 
 
 Look on the table, old fellow; they're not chaffing you thiji 
 time." 
 
QGN£RAIi GEOBQE A. CUSTEE. 
 
 303 
 
 It was Captain Yates, afterward one of the officers of the Sev- 
 enth Cavalry^ Custer turned to the table; and there, in the 
 midst of the papers, lay a large official envelope addressed to 
 
 Brigadier-General George A. Custer, U. S. Vols/' Gen. Pleas- 
 anton had sent in the names of five officers for promotion, but 
 Custer had never dreamed that his dash and daring had already 
 won him the coveted star oi a brigadier, thus early in the war 
 and in his career. 
 
 His rapid promotion did not endear him to his brother officers; 
 over whose heads he stepped j but before he had led that brig- 
 ade twice into battle, his men were ready to die for him. To 
 many an old soldier's eye the picture is still vivid : the tall, 
 lithe form of the young officer, clad in trousers and loose jacket 
 of velveteen, the sleeves of the latter garment nearly covered 
 with the gold lace which he used to indicate his rank; the broad 
 falling collar of his blue shirt ornamented with a silver star; a 
 low-crowned, broad-brimmed soft felt hat sat upon the flowing 
 golden curls, a flaming red necktie giving whatever else of col- 
 or was needed; in short, it must be confessed he was the dandy 
 general of the army. 
 
 Through the war we need not follow him. Custer's luck'* 
 was the envy of his comrades; he knew how to seize the golden 
 opportunities that they let slip. His men rebelled at being com- 
 manded by a ^' boy-general;'' not openly, of course ; but sullen 
 discontent was plainly written on their faces. But at Gettysburg 
 he led them in a charge; they were victorious; and idolized 
 their young commander from that day forth. 
 
 Nor did he attain the lowest grade only of the coveted rank • 
 in little more than a year after his nomination as a brigadier, he 
 was brevetted major-general and placed in command of the 
 Third Cavalry Division. 
 
 Four years of hard fighting, and the war was over^ Gen. Custer 
 receiving the first flag of truce that was sent by Gen. Lee. The 
 whole country had been eager and anxious^ and now that the 
 bad had been definitely decided, the heroes must be welcomed 
 with ovations, crowned with laurels. The Army of the Potomac 
 was ordered to the c^pitol, there to pass in review before the 
 President of the United States — not him, alas! to whom that 
 title had belonged during the whole of the war; for him their 
 banners were shrouded in mourning, dark as the smoke of the 
 battlefield. 
 
304 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 But despite the torn and shaded flags, it was a grand spec^ 
 taele — that host of war-worn veterans. Foremost in the line of 
 parade rode Custer, the most striking figure that could have 
 been selected for the position. 
 
 As he approached the President's stand, a sudden burst of 
 music filled the air; and the voices of three hundred young girls 
 bade Hail to the Chief/' Nor was this all. Each white-robed 
 'maiden bore a bouquet or wreath, and these fell in a perfect 
 shower upon the gallant young Adonis. As, laughing at the mimic 
 missiles, he tried to catch the flowers, his spirited horse took 
 fright; like a shot he went along the broad avenue. As he pass- 
 ed the President's stand, he endeavored to salute; but his sabre 
 caught in his wide hat, and both fell to the ground. Then with 
 his long bright hair floating in the wind, he settled himself in 
 the saddle ; in a moment, mind had triumphed over matter, and 
 his charger once more under perfect control, he dashed back to 
 to the head of his column. He had witched the world with 
 noble horsemanship," and Custer's luck" had made him the 
 best remembered, most talked of figure of the day; he was al 
 ready better known than many much older generals. 
 
 There was no farther use for the volunteers ; the army must b© 
 reduced to a peace footing. Eegiment after regiment was mus- 
 tered out, those ofl'cers who had been civilians returned to their 
 homes, while the old army ofiicers, stripped of the rank in connee ' 
 tion with this corps, were reduced to their former station. Majo:*- 
 G-eneral Custer of the Volunteers became Captain Custer of th(d 
 Fifth Cavalry. The organization of the Seventh Cavalry in Jilly, 
 1866, gave him a commission as lieutenant-colonel ; and this was 
 his actual rank for the next ten years. 
 
 We need not dwell upon his desire to go to Mexico, in those 
 last days of the unfortunate Maximilian. A few months after the 
 organization of the regiment it was detailed for frontier duty. 
 Accordingly we find him at Fort Eiley, in command of his regi- 
 ment, since the colonel was department chief. Eecruits came 
 from the large towns, enlisting with the desir.e of shirking every 
 duty they could, and intending to desert when they got tired. 
 These must be transformed from raw recruits to veterans and 
 heroes. 
 
 The Indians saw that before the iron horse the buffalo must 
 retreat. The lack of game would reduce them to ignoble 
 work, and, exasperated by the prospect of being thus reduced 
 
306 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE ,\. CUSTER. 
 
 to iguoMe work, perpetrated many outrages. During the sum- 
 mer and fall of 1866 numerous tliefts and murders had been com- 
 mitted, the stations of the overland mail route had been attacked, 
 but the guilty Cheyennes and Sioux had never been called to ac- 
 count. The agents of these tribes doubtless knew who had com- 
 mitted these offenses, but an attempt to bring them to punish- 
 ment would have interfered with the profits of trade ; and what- 
 ever recent investigation may have failed to prove of the Indian 
 agents, it ce>rtainly shows that they are not as honest and dis- 
 interested as our favorite political candidate. The leading 
 chiefs and warriors of the various tribes had threatened an out- 
 break along the whole frontier as soon as the grass was green in 
 the spring ; and to intimidate these, rather than to punish those 
 who had already committed crimes, Gen. Hancock set out with a 
 largo force, comprising inft itry, cavalry and artillery. At Port 
 Eiley, Gren. Custer joined this force, with four companies of his 
 regiment. 
 
 Much time wais* consumed in trying to induce the Indians to 
 come into council. Eunners had been sent out to the principal 
 chiefs, and all had agreed to assemble near Fort Larned on the 
 tenth of April; but they encamped thirty miles away. It soon be- 
 came evident that they did not intend to allow this distance to 
 decrease ; the message to the effect that, discovering a large herd 
 of buffalo, they had stopped to procure meat, was not received 
 with much confidence. Gen. Hancock resolved to move nearer 
 to the Indian encampment, and although Bull Bear, a Cheyenne 
 chief, reported that the chiefs of his own tribe and the Sioux were 
 on their way, the army resumed the march. They had gone only 
 a few miles when they beheld an Indian line of battle drawn di- 
 rectly across their path. There were several hundred warriors, 
 most of them mounted, armed with bow and arrows, tomahawk 
 and scalping-knife, each one carrying, besides these traditional 
 arms of his race, either a revolver or a breech-loading rifle, some 
 being, by the kindness of the Indian Department, provided with 
 both. Scattered over the wide extended plain were small parties, 
 evidently scouts and couriers. 
 
 For a moment a fight seemed the inevitable result of this war 
 like array. The infantry and artillery formed in line of battle, 
 and the cavalry marching on the flank came galloping up, their 
 drawn sabres flashing in the mornins: sunlight. Along the hos- 
 tile line rode the chiefs, evidently exhorting their warriors to 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 deeds of heroism, while each side seemed waiting for the othei 
 to strike the first blow. In the midst of the universal anxiety 
 and expectation, Gen. Hancock, accompanied by his staff, rode 
 forward and invited the chiefs to meet him midway between the 
 two opposing forces. About ten or a dozen of the principal Chey- 
 ennes and Sioux therefore rode to the point designated, and shook 
 hands with the officers, seemingly much gratified at this peace- 
 ful termination of the encounter. 
 
 The interview ended, and, in accordance with the plans then 
 proposed, the Indians went back to their village, the soldiers 
 following leisurely in the rear, and encamping neai*^ the savages' 
 lodges. Here they found that the women and children had fled 
 in dread anticipation of a massacre ; and two chiefs, who volun. 
 teered to follow and bring them back if Gen. Hancock would 
 provide them with horses, failed to return. One of the scouts, 
 later in the evening, reported that the rest of the chiefs were sad- 
 dling up to leave, and Custer was at once directed to surround 
 the village with his men in order to prevent their departure 
 Complete quiet reigned, as if the inmates of the lodges wer^* 
 asleep. Investigation showed that the camp was entirely empty , 
 fearful of a massacre, the Indians had fled, leaving all their pro 
 perty. It is probable that the scout who brought the inform-, 
 ation, himself a half-breed Cheyenne, had played a double gamq 
 the long operation of surrounding the village so quietly as not id 
 alarm the quick-eared Indians, causing a loss of much valuable 
 time. 
 
 Tbe cavalry was ordered to follow the Indians. Before day 
 light all their careful preparations for pursuit were completed , 
 and all chance of catching the fugitives was gone. Following 
 the trail carefully, preceded by their company of plainsmen r.nd 
 friendly Indians, their only success lay in compelling their me- 
 my to disperse into small parties. Thus the trail was lost, and 
 the troops were obliged to give up the pursuit. 
 
 Satisfied that the Indians must be many miles in advance of 
 them, and that the country was full of game. Gen. Custer left, 
 his men before they found that the Indians had separated, and 
 galloped off after some antelopes that were descried in the dis 
 tance. Always a lover of dogs, he was accompanied by severa 
 fine English greyhounds, and was mounted on a thorough-bre( 
 horse of remarkable size and speed. But though he took advan 
 tage of every turn, the fleet animals eluded his pursuit, and call 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A, CUSTER. 
 
 309 
 
 ing off his dogs, he was trying to determine how far he was from 
 the troops, when he saw, about a mile from him, a large, dark ani- 
 mal grazing. Though he had never seen one in its wild state, 
 he instantly recognized this as a buffalo, and of the largest size. 
 An ardent sportsman, this was an opportunity such as had never 
 yet befallen him. Calling hiS dogs to follow him, he slowly pur- 
 sued the course of a neighboring ravine until he had approached 
 nearly within pistol-shot of the game; his leisurely advance be- 
 ing designed to give the horse opportunity to recover himself 
 for a second run. The buffalo discovered the presence of the 
 hunter, and set off at his utmost speed. 
 
 Fast and far sped the frightened buffalo ; the good greyhounds 
 were left behind; only the horse and his rider followed the huge 
 animal, and at last commenced to gain upon him. Mile after mile 
 over the springy turf, and the mettle of the thoroughbred began to 
 show in the race for life and death. The protruding tongue and 
 labored breathing of the bison proved that he could not long 
 continue his flight, and the wild, delighted yells of the hunter 
 greeted these evidences of weakness. Placing the muzzle of 
 his revolver close to the shaggy hide of the. buffalo, he had his 
 finger on the trigger, when the animal, exhausted by the long 
 chascj and feeling himself unable to escape by flight, wheeled 
 around and lowered his horns to gore the horse. Instinctively 
 the charger veered about to avoid the attack, and to retain con- 
 trol over him the rider brought his right hand to the assistance 
 of his left. In the excitement of the moment his finger pressed 
 the trigger, and the ball went straight through the brain of the 
 horse. He fell dead in the midst of his leap, and Custer, disen- 
 gaging himself from the stirrups as soon as he realized the situa- 
 tion, found himself whirling in the air beyond his horse's head, 
 his one thought being : 
 
 What will the buffalo do with me V 
 
 But Mr. Bison was too much astonished by the strange pro- 
 ceeding to make any attack upon his late pursuer, and he fled 
 over the prairies, this time unchased. Fortunately for Custer in 
 his buffalo hunt he had retraced the steps taken in pursuit of the 
 antelopes, and was now ahead of his own column. 
 
 Giving up the idea of catching the Indians, it was decided to 
 push on and warn the stations on the stage route that the Chey- 
 ennes and Sioux would soon be on the war-path ; but for many 
 the warning came too late. The golden opportunity had been 
 
GENERAL GEORaE A. OUSTER. 
 
 lost when Gen. Hancock allowed the Indian village to be desert- 
 ed. Of course, Custer, a young officer, without experience in this 
 kind of fighting, could not pretend to advise a general of Han- 
 ''ock's long service on the plains, even though a mistake was 
 manifestly being committed. 
 
 The abandoned village was burned, and war formally opened. 
 G-en. Hancock called a council at Fort Dodge, where the Kiowas 
 and Arapahoes were the most prominent tribes represented. Ex- 
 travagant promises of good conduct were made, especially by 
 Satanta, of the Kiowas, and his fervid friendship was soon re 
 warded by the gift of the uniform coat, sash and hat of a major 
 general. 
 
 When he attacked Fort Dodge a few weeks later, he was 
 thus enabled, by the extraordinary courtesy of his white foes, 
 to appear in full uniform. 
 
 With a force of three hundred and fifty men, Custer was or- 
 dered on his first Indian scout, with directions to proceed from 
 Fort Hays in Kansas, to Fort McPherson in Nebraska; thence 
 southward in a semi-circle, returning to Fort Hays by way of 
 Fort Sedgwick and Wallace. This would involve a ride of more 
 than a thousand miles, which was quite a journey for the young 
 officer, unused as yet to plains life and plains distances, as well 
 as to Indian fighting. 
 
 Having seen but one war party of Indians since leaving the 
 main body, and unable to catch that, they arrived at Fort Mc- 
 Pherson, remaining there a few days, in accordance with the or- 
 ders of G-en. Sherman. Here Custer learned another important 
 lesson in Indian fighting. A council was held this time with 
 Pawnee Killer, one of the Sioux chiefs who had escaped from 
 Gen. Hancock. Promising to bring his band to encamp by the 
 fort, he received from Custer presents of such finery and dainties 
 as were best suited to his taste, and left for his village, well sat- 
 isfied. 
 
 The presents were all that Pawnee Killer was after; Gen. 
 Sherman soon afterward arrived, and from him Custer learned 
 what was the value of Indian promises. A detachment sent out 
 immediately to find the chief and make him do as he had prom- 
 ised, failed in its object, and Custer and his men set out on their 
 return expedition. No real fighting bad yet occurred ; but plen- 
 ty of Indian warfare, attended by its utmost barbarities, was 
 soon to be experier >ed. According t© a modification of the plan 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER, 
 
 311 
 
 first proposed, a trusty officer was to be sent, with u sufficient 
 escort, to Fort Sedgwick with Custer^s dispatch, and to receive any 
 dispatches there for him. The train of twenty wagons was to go 
 to Port Wallace for supplies, the condition of the roads prevent- 
 ing such a journey to McPherson. 
 
 ouster's intervie\y with pawnee killer* 
 
 Major Elliot was selected as the bearer of dispatches, and set 
 out with an escort often men in one direction at the same time 
 
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 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 ihat the train, guarded by a full squadron of cavalry, left th^ 
 x3amp in another. The rest of the force settled down to the ted- 
 ious task of waiting, the monotony of which was only relieved 
 by the evening concert of the wolves around the camp, and by a 
 visit from Pawnee Killer and some of his braves. These, as be- 
 fore, professed great friendship for the whites, find especially for 
 the " Yellow Chief; such was the Indian form of the newspaper 
 correspondent's " floating golden curls of the bo;/-general.'' Paw- 
 nee Killer had no great respect for the young officer whom he 
 had already fooled, and wound up the conference by a request for 
 coffee, sugar and ammunition ; but his contempt was unmerited. 
 Custer had learned the lesson, and was not to be again deceived 
 Into trusting an Indian. The Sioux, despairing of being able to 
 massacre the soldiers, for such had been the object of their com- 
 ing, took to flight; the chief managing to secure a revolver that 
 had been left lying near him; and the large and heavy horses of 
 the troops being unable to overtake the fleet and hardy ponies 
 of the Indians, the party, after a short pursuit^ returned to camp. 
 
 The success of a troop sent out against a small body of the 
 jsavages that appeared soon afterwards, did not entirely reassure 
 them ; much anxiety was felt regarding Major Elliot and his men, 
 and the wagon train. The former was thought to be in th > most 
 danger, from the weakness of the party ; but when, a few days 
 afterwards, the little detachment, safe and sound, rode into camp, 
 the general felt assured that the hostile Indians would attack 
 the train. He could not hope that they had remained in ignor- 
 ance of either expedition ; but, knowing of both, they probably 
 determined to wait until the wagons loaded with supplies should 
 feturn, and thus secure a victory that should be more than an 
 empty honor. 
 
 Thinking this, and believing that his wife, w "''m he thought 
 at Fort Wallace, would put herself under protection of the train 
 to join him in camp, Custer determined to take every possible 
 measure for the protection of this party. He accordingly sent 
 out a full squadron, well mounted and armed, to meet the train, 
 which was defended by forty-eight men. Attack was not antici- 
 pated before the wagons reached Beaver Creek, fifty miles from 
 the camp, as they would have the advantage of a larger escort as 
 far as that point. 
 
 The way from the camp to Port Wallace lay over the open 
 plain; where the deep ravines leading to the water courses would 
 
•1ENERAI* CJEORGE A. CTJS'i'Ek 
 
3U 
 
 OENEBAL GEOEGE A« CUSTER. 
 
 afford shelter to unfriendly Indians. Yet so level was the plain, 
 
 so almost imperceptible was the course of the raviiies, that an un- 
 practised eye would have seen no place of concealment. 
 
 <^ If the Injuns strike us at all/^ said the wary scout, Comstock, 
 with the train, as they approached a point of which we shall 
 hear again, " it will be just about the time that we're comin' 
 back along this very spot. Now mind what I tell you, all.^^ 
 
 The suggestion of a young and inexperienced oflOicer that the 
 Indians seemed to have departed from that region, brought the 
 reply, full of wisdom : " Whar thar ain't no Injuns, thar you'll 
 find 'em thickest." 
 
 And as they approached this spot on the return, the keen eye of 
 the scout saw peering over the brow of the hill far away to the 
 right, strange figures. His field-glass revealed that they were In- 
 dians, and his judgment was soon confirmed by the officers. In a 
 little while the sharp-eyed savages saw that they were discovered 
 and rode boldly to the crest of the hill. Twenty, thirty, a hun- 
 dred warriors came in view, and still from beyond the hill new 
 hosts appeared. Between six and seven hundred Indians, array- 
 ed in full war costume, brilliantly hideous with paint and feath- 
 ers, armed with carbines and revolvers, sometimes with bows 
 and arrows, bore down upon them. 
 
 The white men could only resolve to sell their lives as dearly 
 as possible. The train was formed in two parallel columns, the 
 cavalry horses between them ; the dismounted men being formed 
 in a circle enclosing the wagons, then the march was resumed. As 
 they went onward in momentary expectation of an attack, the 
 Indians continued to approach until they came within easy range j 
 the troops had orders, however, not to fire unless attacked. Sud- 
 denly, with a wild whoop, the savages rushed at them. To stam- 
 pede the horses, to massacre the escort, to carry oif the supplies 
 in the wagons — such was evidently their plan. Forward they 
 dashed, as if to trample beneath the feet of their ponies the hand- 
 ful of men at that side of the wagons 3 the cavalrymen dropped 
 to their knees as the Indians came thundering upon them, and 
 taking deliberate aim at the moving mass, poured a deadly vol- 
 ley into the crowded ranks. As they wheeled oif to the right, 
 only pausing to gain possession of the bodies of those who had 
 fallen, the white men cheered loudly, and Comstock taunted them^ 
 in tieir own tongue, with their lack of success. But his words 
 to ^ is companions gave a less hopeful view. Seeing that the sav- 
 
GENERAL GEORi^Jjii ^, OUSTER. 315 
 
316 
 
 iJENERAL GEORGE A. OUSTER- 
 
 ages haa withdrawn out of rifle range, where they were evident^ 
 ly holding a consultation, he said : 
 
 ^'There^s no sich good luck as that they're goin' to give it up 
 jio. Six hundred red devils ain't agoin' to let fifty men keep 'em 
 from gettin' at the sugar and coffee that's in these wagons, and 
 they want our scalps besides, to pay for them we popped over a 
 few minutes ago." 
 
 As the officers passed along the line, cautioning the men not to 
 waste ammunition, as all of it on hand would probably be need- 
 ed, the Indians returned to the attack, but in a different manner. 
 They had hoped at first that their great superiority of numbers 
 would enable them to accomplish easily their purpose ; but this 
 style of attack, so foreign to the Indian's nature, had proven un- 
 fortunate, and they determined to act with greater caution. Led 
 by the chiefs, the whole army of redskins rode in single file, at a 
 safe distance from the carbines of the troops. Gradually the long 
 line turned, curving around the smaller circle of troops, until 
 the whites were completely surrounded. Still they rode around 
 and around, as the vulture circles about the dying prey. Each 
 warrior throws himself upon the side of his well-trained pony, 
 leaving only his head and one foot exposed, and thus protected 
 by a living barricade, aims either over or under the neck of his 
 steed. 
 
 Still the little force of white men marched steadily onward, de. 
 fending themselves with results fatal to many Indians. ¥or three 
 hours the fight was kept up, and now every moment increased 
 the danger. Although the redskins had suffered great loss in 
 men and ponies, the cavalry found their supply of ammunition 
 was running low, and would soon be exhausted. Night or a rein- 
 forcement was the onl}^ hope ; but it was still early in the day, 
 and their comrades in the camp could not know what had befalL 
 en them. 
 
 Meanwhile the keen-eyed Indian scouts, posted along the high 
 bluffs which bordered the plain, had seen a faint, dark line on the 
 horizon ; a line which might be a break in the ground, the shadow 
 of a cloud. But slowly it moved along, as if the cloud were 
 driven by the winds, and in a moment the savages saw that it was 
 a column of cavalry moving rapidly towards them. Three hours 
 hard riding had exhausted even the hardy Indian ponies, and 
 the chiefs and warriors decided to escape while it was still pos- 
 iible. The cavalry was at leu ^t two hours' journey from them. 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 317 
 
 but their horses might be in good condition for pursuit, and be 
 able to overtake them. Your true noble red man'^ always wish- 
 es large odds against his enemy. 
 
 To the surprise of the troops, then, a furious hail of shot and 
 arrows was followed by their withdrawal ; busily engaged in at- 
 tending to the wounded, of whom, however, there were but few, 
 about an hour had passed, when new cause for alarm appeared — 
 a body of horsemen approaching them. Another force of Indians, 
 they thought; but the field-glasses revealed to them the familiar 
 blue blouses of their comrades, and the hasty retreat of their as- 
 sailants was explained. 
 
 Great anxiety was felt in regard to a party of eleven men, that 
 had been sent to Port Wallace on a mission similar to Major El- 
 liot's under the command of Lieutenant Kidder. Comstock's 
 opinion was far from encouraging : 
 
 Ef I knowed what kind of a man the lootenant was, I could 
 tell you mighty nigh to a certainty what you want to know. But 
 yer see, Injun huntin' and Injun fightin' is a trade of itself, and 
 it takes some time to larn the business. Ef a man donH kno\^ 
 what he's about, he can't make a livin' at it. I've lots of confi 
 dence in the fightin' sense of Eed Bead (the Sioux guide), and 
 ef he can have his way about it, thar's a purty fair show. But J 
 don't know how far the lootenant will take advice. I reckon 
 them young fellers that have jist come from West Pint kwow all 
 the book-larnin', but they ain't had a chance at anj thing else, 
 and ginerally, if one of 'em know'd half as much as he thinks he 
 does, you couldn't tell him nothing.'' 
 
 The command had in the meantime moved forward from the 
 forks of the Eepublican Eiver to the Platte, and it was determined 
 to return to the point at which a large body had left the main 
 party, lest Lieutenant Kidder should miss the trail. At length they 
 foand the trail of the detachment, leading to the old camp on the 
 Eepublican. Two days farther would take them to Port Wallace, 
 jpf^nce they must soon know the fate of the party. iPt length the 
 body of a white horse was found, shot within the last few days, 
 ^nd with the brand XJ. S. It was the color of those ridden by the 
 /orce, and there was but little room to doubt that it was one 
 theirs. All the equipments had been carried away, and nothing 
 remained to indicate whether it bad been taken ill, and shot 
 by the soldiers, or killed in a fight. Proceeding onward, they 
 found the trail regular and unhurried, as when at first discov 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 319 
 
 ered ; after going a little distance they found another horse, 
 near which Comstoek's eye saw pony tracks ; and the solution 
 was no longer doubtful. 
 
 Following the trail, they found evidence that Kidder and his 
 men must have trusted to the speed of their horses ; and for sev- 
 eral miles the pursuit had continued. "Within a mile of Beaver 
 Creek, where a dense growth of tall wild grass was mingled with 
 clumps of osiers, they saw large buzzards floating in the air above 
 them, and the odor which pervaded the atmosphere was unmis- 
 takable. Eiding in all directions in search of them, one of the, 
 Delawares accompanying them uttered a shout that attracted the 
 attention of the whole command. There, within the limits of a very 
 small circle, lay the mangled, mutilated bodies of the eleven 
 men. Every scalp but Eed Bead's had been taken, and every 
 skull crushed by the blow of % tomahawk ; the features of each 
 face so disfigured tnat not one could be recognized, nor could 
 the officer be distinguished from the men; each body was brist- 
 ling with arrows. How long the fight continued could not be 
 told, but evidence of a desperate struggle was found about the 
 ground. Only the body of the Sioux chief was not mutilated, 
 conclusive proof that this was the work of his own tribe. Th<# 
 fact that the throats of all were cut, was, to the experienced 
 plainsmen, another indication of the same thing; since this was 
 the mark by which the Sioux designated their victims. The 
 bodies were buried in a large trench, and the march was con 
 tinned. 
 
 But another danger beset the command, this time from withiB 
 itself. Allured by the largre wages paid to miners, and fright-^ 
 ened by the fate of those who fell into the hands of the Indians^ 
 many of the men deserted, some in broad daylight, riding off in 
 sight of their officers, and firing upon pursuers. Of the fifty- 
 three deserters, who escaped in this way or under cove r of night, 
 six were recaptured ; and strict vigilance prevented any further 
 attempt. 
 
 Arriving at Fort Wallace, Custer found the supplies at that 
 point nearly exhausted, and no communication existing between 
 that and other stations. He accordingly selected a hundred of 
 his best mounted men to go to Fort Harker, a distance of two 
 hundred miles, and judging that Fort Wallace would be left in 
 peace, chose to accompany it himself. At every station they 
 heard of Indians having been in the vicinity within a few days 
 
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 GENERAL GEORGi] A. CUSTER. 
 
 of their arrival, but for some time found no fresh signfe of theil 
 neighborhood. Eapid marching, however, was necessary, and 
 though two men were killed by the Indians while far in the rear^ 
 they were left to be buried by the troops at the nearest station. 
 
 Leaving the command to rest one day at Fort Hays, General 
 Custer, accompanied by Cols. Cook and Custer and two troop- 
 ers, rode on to Fort Harker. Here he sent telegrams announc- 
 ing the Kidder massacre, and there being no necessity for his 
 presence until the train should be ready to return, asked and re- 
 ceived of General Smith, his superior officer, authority to visit 
 his family at Fort Eiley, ninety miles by rail from Fort Harker. 
 The ingenuity of his enemies turned this expedition for sup- 
 plies into a journey on 
 private business ; and for 
 leaving Fort Wallace 
 without orders, marching 
 his men excessively, and 
 allowing two of them to 
 be killed, he was actually 
 brought before a court 
 martial. Custer showed 
 that he had acted upon 
 the last orders that he 
 had received from Gen, 
 Sherman, who had told 
 him to proceed to Fort 
 Wallace, where Gen. Han 
 cock would give him further directions 3 that since the latter offi- 
 cer iiad left Fort Wallace before his arrival, he thought it his 
 duty to follow him personally, but necessity had compelled him 
 to obtain supplies for the station. But the Indian campaign of 
 1867 had been a failure, and it was necessary to find a scape-goato 
 Custer was therefore selected to be held up as the cause of fail- 
 ure, and being found guilty, was sentenced to be suspended from 
 rank and pay for a year. The justice of this sentence is not 
 apparent; if he deserved any punishment at all, if the charges 
 were at all true, he should have been instantly dismissed ; if this 
 was too severe for th6 facts, he was not guilty of the offense with 
 which he was charged. 
 
 Gen. Sheridan was put in command of this Indian country, and 
 ELi?rived at Leavenworth, whore Cjister was tried, just after sen* 
 
 GEN. PHILIP H. SHERIDAN. 
 
CALIFORNIA JOE. 
 
 tence was passed; not a word could lie say of trial or sentence; 
 etiquette prevented him; but he placed his suite of apartments, 
 reserved for him as department commander, at Custer's disposal. 
 But as spring came on, and with it the Indian campaign, Custer 
 could not bear to see the regiment depart for active service while 
 he was left behind; so he returned to Monroe, Michigan, where 
 his boyhood had been passed at his sister's house, and where he 
 had met and married his wife. 
 
 While he tried to kill time here, and, being of a disposition in- 
 clined to make the best of things, doubtless succeeded, his com- 
 rades on the plains, trying to kill Indians, were less fortunate. 
 The campaign of the spring and summer of 1868 was as great a 
 failure as that of the previous year. Even in his short experi- 
 ence, Custer had shown himself good material for an Indian fight- 
 er, and early in the fall he received a telegram from Gen. Sheri- 
 dan, asking him to come at once to join his regiment, on the 
 strength of an application for him made by Gens. Sherman and 
 Sheridan, and nearly all the officers of the Seventh Cavalry. 
 Leaving at once, he was overtaken by a despatch from the adju- 
 tant general, directing him to report to Gen. Sheridan; the au- 
 thorities had yielded to the necessity of the case. 
 
 CALIFORNIA JOE. 
 
 After reporting as ordered, he proceeded to the camp of his 
 regiment, thirty miles southeast of Fort Dodge. Finding that 
 there were many scoutpi attached to the various bodies of cavalry 
 into which the main force had been divided, and that these acted 
 independently of each other, he decided to organize them into 
 a special detachment, under the command of one of their own 
 number. The next thing was the selection of such a chief, a task 
 by no means easy to the officer unacquainted with the compara- 
 tive merits of the men. One attracted his attention : a man of 
 forty or more years, his well-proportioned figure more than six 
 feet high; a huge sombrero crowned the head, the natural cover- 
 ing of which floated in luxuriant dark curls to the shoulders; 
 the pleasant, intelligent face was half hidden by a long brown 
 beard and moustache, but the kindly black eye was not obscured, 
 even by the clouds of smoke that issued from his constant com- 
 panion, a stubby briarwood pipe. California Joe was the 
 name by which he was known, and no effort has succeeded in as- 
 certaining any other. This was the man whom Custer now 
 32 
 
322 
 
 CALIFORNIA JOE. 
 
 appointed chief of the scouts, and a short account of the experi- 
 ence which fitted him for the position will not be out of place. 
 
 From Kentucky, in 1849, a party of sixty -five adventurers set 
 out towards the gold-fields of California. Not knowing the dan- 
 gers of the plains, they slept night after night without a guard. 
 The result need hardly be told. Two hundred Indians crept 
 stealthily into the silent camp, only announcing their presence 
 by the dull crash of the tomahawk, as it cleft the skull of a slum- 
 berer. A woman and two little boys were among the sixty-three 
 victims, while Joe, the husband and father, sorely wounded, es- 
 caped after enduring almost incredible hardships to Port Lyon. 
 But he had started out to reach the state from which he took his 
 name, and in less than two, months he was ready to continue his 
 journey. But in spite of the constant- watch which was kept, 
 the little party was attacked^ two men were killed, and the third 
 taken prisoner. The bravest may well tremble at the fate which 
 now awaited California Joe ; and he made strenuous eiforts to 
 avoid it by compelling them to kill him at once. His struggles, 
 his writhings, his cries were alike unheeded, for they knew he 
 was too firmly bound to escape, and thought no help was near 
 him. 
 
 One of the chiefs cut off the outer rim of each of Joe^s ears and 
 placed the pieces in his belt. The fire was kindled a short dis- 
 tance from his feet, being thus placed that the torture might be 
 prolonged * but as the flames arose, and were reflected from the 
 clouds, that which was meant to be torment became a means of 
 bringing help, for a party of fifty trappers, encamped less than 
 half a mile away, saw the reflection in the sky, and guided to 
 the exact spot by Joe's lusty yells, put the Indians to flight and 
 rescued the prisoner. 
 
 A peaceful life followed this adventure, lasting for more than 
 a year; spent in trapping with his rescuers. More than one ro- 
 mantic story of the border is remembered in connection with his 
 name, of which the recovery of little Maggie Eeynolds is perhaps 
 most charming. The eleven year old daughter of a hardy trap- 
 per, she left her home on the Yellowstone one morning, as she had 
 often done before, for a hunt. JSTight came, but Maggie had not 
 returned. Day after day passed, and the search which they in- 
 stituted was fruitless. They could only guess what had befallea 
 her. 
 
 Months had passed awj^y, and to the little cabin came Califor- 
 V 
 
CALIFORNIA JOE. 
 
 323 
 
 nia Joe, who was then trapping near by. To him the story was 
 told, but when they suggested that she had been devoured by 
 some wild beast, he shook his head : 
 
 " ril bet a silver fox's skin that that ar gal is now with them 
 Harnal Cheyennes. I beared thar was a white face with 'em/' 
 
 The mother's heart stood still ; such a captivity was worse than 
 death for her child. 
 
 Ain't thar any way ter git her out of their clutches ?" 
 
 ^*Yer may just bet thar is, and I'll do it myself." 
 
 A judicious supply of fire-water furnished to four Indians, with 
 the promise of more, secured their services. A large village of 
 their tribe was sought and entered, their presence not exciting 
 any alarm. Were they not Cheyennes ? To the little pale-face, 
 who served a squaw, cross and exacting, like all Indian women, 
 because so treated herself, they whispered of a canoe, where the 
 thick forest overhung the yellow Missouri; of the quiet of mid- 
 night; of the hope of reaching home. More noiselessly than the 
 antelope bounds over the thick grass of the prairies did the girl 
 leave the camp, escaping unheard by the squaw at whose side she 
 slept. Now the image of the morn wavered upon the surface of 
 the water, rippled by the breeze, and slipping, sliding, clambering 
 down the bank where only the thick roots held the sandy soil 
 from the river, she leaped into the dusky arms outstretched to re- 
 ceive her, and was soon safe at home. As the story is sometimes 
 told, Maggie afterwards became the wife of the man who had 
 planned her rescue ; but this is by no means certain. 
 
 He attained considerable reputation during the war, being es' 
 teemed the most skillful marksman in Berdan's sharpshooters. 
 For several years after the war he was attached to Gen. Curtis' 
 command, and finally, as we have seen, was appointed chief of 
 scouts by Custer. The close of the first interview after the ap- 
 pointment was announced, is characteristic of both. 
 
 See hyar, Gineral, in order that we hev no misonderstandin', 
 I'd jest like to ask yer a few questions." 
 
 "Certainly, Joe," answered the officer, sniffing the fun from 
 afar. 
 
 " Air you an ambulance man, or a boss man?" 
 "What do you mean? I don't understand your question." 
 " I mean, do you b'lieve in ketchin' Injuns in ambulances or on 
 hoBS-back ?" 
 
 " Well, Joe, I believe in catching Indians wherever we can find 
 
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 CALIFURJSIA JOE, 
 
 them, whether they are found in ambulances or on horse-back/' 
 " That ain't what Tm drivin^ at. S'pose you're after Injuns and 
 really want to hev a tussle with 'em, would ye start after ^em on 
 
 CALIFORNIA JDE. 
 
 L.,oS-backj or would ye climb into an ambulance and be hauled 
 after 'em ? That's the p'int I'm h^adin' fur/' 
 
 " Weli, Joe, if I really desired to catch them, I would prefer 
 the horseback method ; but if I wished them to catch me, T'i 
 ftdopt the ambulance system of attack/' 
 
CALIFORNIA JOE. 
 
 3^5 
 
 Joe^s rugged features beamed with satisfaction as he answered : 
 YouVe hit the nail squar^ on the head. Tve been with 'em 
 on the plains whar' they started out after the Injuns on wheels, 
 jist as ef they was agoin^ to a town funeral in the states, and they 
 stood about as many chances of ketchin' Injuns as a six-mule 
 team would uv ketchin' a pack of thievin' Kiotees, — jist as 
 much." 
 
 Probably from sheer pleasure at finding his new superior a 
 man so after his own heart, Joe improved his opportunities by 
 getting drunk that very night. This was a fault with which 
 Custer had no patience, and the offender was degraded the next 
 day from the rank of chief of scouts to that of simple scout; in 
 which capacity he remained with Custer for the rest of the cam- 
 paign, and did good service. 
 
 The terrible fight with a panther, which left scars upon him to 
 ohe day of his death; the timely bullet which saved his friend, 
 struggling unarmed with a burly Indian who had crept upon him 
 unawares; many a bold scouting expedition ; must all remain un- 
 told. Volunteering his services to Gen. Crook in 1876, he be- 
 came disgusted with that officer. ^^He won't furnish pie to his 
 men," urged Joe, with offended dignity. But dignity, sense of 
 injury, desire of remonstrating, resolution to hold aloof, all van- 
 ished before the potent charm of a certain black bottle, that con- 
 tained something better than pie. At any rate such was Joe's 
 opinion of its contents. 
 
 But though the briarwood pipe seldom left his lips, it did not 
 make him a silent man« JS"otable even among scouts, who are 
 never taciturn when off duty, Joe's silence was a thing unknown. 
 His partner," the friend whose life he had saved, rarely ut- 
 tered a word, and as Jack Sprat and his wife divided the meat, 
 Joe and his friend entertained each other. Joe was killed by an 
 unknown man early in December, 1876; the reason for the act 
 being still a mystery. 
 
 Little of interest was done for a month after Custer rejoined 
 his command. The regiment had lost many of its old men by 
 desertion since the commander's court-martial, and the green re- 
 cruits could not ride or shoot. Considerable time must be spent 
 in training the men for their work; and it was not until the mid- 
 dle of November that the regiment was fit for service among the 
 Indians. According to the system that had been pursued, it was 
 oow time for going into winter quarters, to remain completely 
 
326 
 
 GENERAL QEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 inactive until spring ; but that plan was now changed. Fighting 
 only in the summer, when the Indians had no difficulty in find- 
 ing forage and game, was practically giving them choice of time ; 
 but in winter, so scant were their supplies that many of their 
 ponies Often died of actual starvation, and several weeks of good 
 grazing in the spring were required to restore them to a suitable 
 condition for battle, pursuit and flight. A maxim of the art of 
 war directs the soldier to do that which the enemy does not ex- 
 pect or desire ; this winter campaign would carry this out to the 
 letter, and so careful preparations were made for a descent upon 
 the Indians in the depth of the season. 
 
 Four hundred wagons, with a guard of infantry, and thirteen 
 friendly Osages as scouts, accompanied the Seventh Cavalry to 
 Camp Supply, as the new station was named 3 the expedition 
 being under the command of Gen. Sully. Custer chafed under 
 the restraint which the extreme caution of the aged officer im- 
 posed upon him, and the approach of Gen. Sheridan was hailed 
 with joy. They were to operate beyond the limit of Gen. Sully's 
 district, and he was therefore relieved from further command. 
 Preparations were immediately made for marching at a mo- 
 ment's notice into the Indian country, and after six days' wait- 
 ing came a brief letter of instructions, necessarily general in 
 terms. On the evening of the twenty-second of November, or- 
 ders were issued to be in readiness to move promptly at day- 
 break the next morning. While the snow fell fast without the 
 frail canvas shelters, each doubtless found time to pen a few lines 
 to friends, to tell them of the proposed expedition ; for besides 
 the ordinary uncertainties of war, they could not tell when they 
 would again be in communication with the civilized world. 
 
 All night long the snow-storm continued, so that when reveil- 
 le sounded at four o'clock the next morning, the ground was 
 covered with snow to a depth of over a foot, and the fall had not 
 abated. In the very teeth of the blinding storm they marched, 
 and before they had gone many miles even the Indian guides 
 owned that they had lost their way. Undeterred by such diffi- 
 culties, Custer shaped his course by a pocket compass, became 
 his own guide, and reached Wolf Creek, where he had intended 
 to camp that afternoon. Next morning at dawn they started 
 again, this time with a clear sky overhead ; and a scouting party 
 under Major Elliot found a fresh trail of a war-party, one hun- 
 dred and fifty strong; tb^ l^st of the season, probably going 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER 
 
 327 
 
 home disgusted with the weather. The Seventh was in the heart 
 of the Indian country, unperceived. 
 
 Already in the valley of the Washita, they proceeded on this 
 trail by night. To guard against surprises, two Osages, on foot, 
 preceded them by three or four hundred yards ; then the rest of 
 the Indians, the white scouts, including California Joe, and in 
 their midst, Custer himself; at a distance of a quarter or a half 
 mile followed the main body. Perfect silence marked their 
 march; and not a match was struck, even to light a pipe. The 
 Osages in front smelled fire, but it proved to be only the embers 
 of one kindled by Indian boys who had been herding ponies 
 during the day. 
 
 Custer now preceded the whole command, with the two Osages. 
 As they approached the crest of each hill, one of the guides would, 
 •according to the invariable Indian custom, hasten forward and 
 peer cautiously over the hill. This happened several times, 
 when at last the Osage placed his hand above his eyes, as if look- 
 ing intently at some object, and then crept stealthily back to the 
 leader. 
 
 ^^"What is it?^' he asked, eagerly. 
 Heaps Injuns down there, was the reply, as the guide point- 
 ed to the valley just beyond the hiil. 
 
 Crouching low, so as not to be seen in the moonlight against 
 the horizon, Custer and the Indian crept to the crest of the hill, 
 whence the soldier could see a large body of some kind of ani- 
 mals at a distance which he estimated at half a mile ; but he 
 could not tell but that it was a herd of buffalo. Turning to the 
 guide, he asked : 
 
 ^^Why do you think they are Indians?^' 
 Me hear dog bark.^^ 
 
 In a moment, as if to confirm his words, a dog was heard bark- 
 ing in the heavy timber to the right of the group, and the tinkle 
 of a bell showed that their ponies were near by. Another sound, 
 the cry of an infant, awakened the soldier's regret that he was 
 forced by the atrocity of his enemy's murders and depredations 
 to engage in a war in which the women and children could not 
 be protected. 
 
 " The bravest are tlie tenderest, 
 The loving are the daring." 
 
 Halting here, all necessary arrangements were made for the 
 attack. Few attempted to sleep, so bitterly cold was the night. 
 
328 
 
 aENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 SO comfortless their fireless, shelterless condition. Prom group 
 to group, crouching or lying upon the frozen snow, went Custer. 
 
 "Fight!'' said California Joe, as the leader approached the 
 scouts; "I haven't nary doubt concernm' that part of the busi- 
 ness; what Tve been tryin' to git through my top-knot all 
 night is whether we'll run against more'n we bargain for." 
 
 " Then you don't think that the Indians will run away, Joe? " 
 
 "Eun away ? How in creation kin Injuns or anybody else run 
 away when we'll have them clean surrounded by daylight?" 
 
 " Well, suppose then that we succeed in surrounding the vil- 
 lage, do you think we can hold our own against the Indians ? " 
 
 "That's the very p'int that's been botherin' me ever sence we 
 planted ourselves down here, and the onl}^ conclusion I kin come 
 to is that it's purty apt to be one thing or t'other; if we jump 
 these Injuns at daylight, we're either goin' to make a spoon or 
 spile a horn, and that's my candid judgment, sure. One thing's 
 sartin; ef them Injuns don't hyar anything of us till we open on 
 'em at daylight, they'll be the most powerful 'stonished red-skins 
 that's been in these parts lately— they will, sure. An' ef we git 
 the bulge on 'em and keep a puttin' it to 'em pretty lively like, 
 we'll sweep the platter — thar won't be nary a trick left for 'em. 
 As the deal stands now, we hold the keards and are holdin' over 
 ^em; they've got to straddle our blind or throw up their hands. 
 Howsomever, there's a mighty sight in the draw." 
 
 The first faint streaks of light appeared in the east, and all was 
 in readiness for the advance. In spite of the freezing cold, over- 
 coats were removed, that the men might be free in their move- 
 ments. Two detachments were sent, one each way round, to attack 
 the village from the other side, the signal being the first notes 
 of " Garry Owen." Communication with the two divisions that 
 had gone to the other side of the village was impossible, and the 
 commander must .guess at their readiness. So still was the vil- 
 lage as they approached, that he feared a repetition of Hancock's 
 experience ; but a single rifle shot, that rang sharp and clear from 
 the further side of the town, and the rollicking notes of the air 
 selected as the signal, aroused the whole village in an instant. 
 Prom all sides the soldiers dashed, shouting, into the town; the 
 Indians realized the situation at once, and arming in a moment's 
 time, sought the shelter of the nearest trees and the neighboring 
 stream, whence they poured shot upon the troops. In answer 
 to the exnlimt cheers of the soldiers came the wild war-whoop 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
OoiJ GENEllAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 of the savages; but In a few moments the village was in the 
 hands of the troops. 
 
 Before the victory could be called complete, however, the In- 
 dians must be driven off. This was a work of more difficulty, but 
 slowly and steadily they were driven from behind the trees. Post- 
 ing themselves in the ravines, they fired from an almost perfect 
 shelter, until the sharp-shooters that Custer had recently trained 
 picked them off as they exposed themselves to get a shot. In- 
 side the lodges were the Indian women, who now gave vent to 
 their desj)air by singing the death-song; and the wild, unmusical 
 lament added to the din. A Mexican interpreter, Romero, or 
 
 Eomeo/^ was sent to reassure them with the promise that they 
 would be unharmed and kindly treated ; but it was difficult to 
 obtain a hearing froxn the terrified creatures. 
 
 At ten o^clock the fight was still raging. California Joe con- 
 cluded to start out on his own account, and after moving about 
 for {sometime in what Gen. Custer calls a promiscuous and in- 
 dependent manner, obtained permission to collect and drive in a 
 large herd of 'ponies that was seen near by. In the meantime a 
 Qumber of Indians had been noticed, collected on a knoll about 
 a mile away, and as Joe came into camp with two squaw prison- 
 ers assisting him with his drove of three hundred ponies, Custer 
 saw that the number of the enemy outside the lines had grown 
 to nearly a hundred. All were mounted warriors, fully armed, 
 and their force was constantly increasing. At first, he had 
 thought that a few might have escaped from the village, but this 
 army could not have done so, nor would they huTe been so com- 
 pletely equipped. A squaw, being questioned, gave the aston- 
 ishing and by no means pleasing information that this was but 
 one of a group of villages ; that besides this of the Cheyennes, 
 there was another of the same tribe, and those of the Arapahoes, 
 Eiowas, Comanches and Apaches clustered in the timbered val- 
 ley, the farthest being less than ten miles off. 
 
 There was no doubt of an attack from a greatly superior force 
 upon the troops, exhausted by their long fight ; and no time was 
 lost in preparing to repel it. A fresh supply of ammunition was 
 issued, and the fight soon began at all points of the circle which 
 now formed the line of battle, and of which the village was the 
 center. The Indians fought with an excessive caution,rare, when 
 numerical superiority was so great as at this time, but the burn- 
 ing of the village seemed to arouse them to new fury. The tim- 
 
331 
 
 ber and the configuration of the ground, however, enabled Custer 
 to use his men to the better advantage, and he finally judged that 
 offensive measures might be adopted. Step by step the Indians 
 H were driven from ths field, every inch of ground contested ; and 
 it was not until three o^ clock in the afternoon that they were 
 forced to yield. 
 
 It was difficult to know how to dispose of the spoils of war ' 
 the village, with all that was in it, had been burned, but more 
 than sixty squaws and children were their prisoners, and nearly 
 
 THE MESSENGER OF DEFEAT. 
 
 Bine hundred poniCS were in their possession. The latter were 
 too tempting to man^uding parties, were needed by the Indians, 
 but useless to the troops ; to keep or abandon them was equally 
 dangerou:1, SO all wer 3 shot, except those necessary for the pris- 
 oners. When EomeO announced to the squaws that they would 
 be kindlj treated during the march, they gathered around the 
 *^big chicf/^ as the ndians style a commanding officer, and 
 obliged him to go through much handshaking. One squaw told 
 him that her people had returned the night before with white 
 scalps and plunder^ and celebrated their success by getting 
 drunk. She also insisted upon his marrying a young girl of the 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CtJSTEB. 
 
 333 
 
 tribe, and performed the whole Indian ceremony before the in- 
 terpreter could explain to Custer what she was doing. 
 
 It was necessary to frighten the warriors in the other villages, 
 to deter them from making an attack; then, with band playing, 
 and colors flying, he marched straight down the river towards 
 the threatening parties assembled at various points. The move- 
 ment had the desired effect, for the Indians turned and fled in 
 confusion ; the lesson of the attack on the Cheyenne village need- 
 ed no immediate repetition. Messengers had carried the doleful 
 news in every direction. 
 
 California Joe and another scout were sent with a despatch to 
 Gen. Sheridan, giving report of the battle ; and returned safely to 
 the regiment before it reached Camp Supply. The return despatch 
 repaid the Seventh for the hardships of the march, and when the 
 same officer further honored them by a review, a great conde 
 scension in military etiquette, since Sheridan was a major-gen- 
 eral, and this but a single regiment, their proud pleasure knew no 
 bounds. 
 
 One hundred and three warriors Had been killed, and the 
 amount of plunder that fell into their hands seems almost incred- 
 ible, until we reflect that this was the preparation made for win- 
 ter. Gen. Custer^ s Indian scouts celebrated the victory in their 
 own manner by a war-dance in the most approved style, and the 
 iBoldiers had the o pportunity to witness the weird scene at night 
 by firelight. 
 
 But this was only the beginning of the campaign, and five days 
 after the review mentioned, the regiment again set out for the 
 Washita, accompanied by Gen. Sheridan and his stafl", and the 
 Nineteenth Kansas Volunteer Cavalry, raised especially for In- 
 dian hostilities ; the entire force numbering about fifteen hun- 
 dred men. Thirty days^ rations were provided, and the force 
 presented a formidable a^rray. 
 
 I'd just like to seethe streaked countenances of Satanta, Med- 
 cine Arrow, Lone Wolf, and a few others of ^em, when they 
 ketch the fust glimpse of the outfit. They^ll think we^re comin^ 
 to spend an evenin^ with ^em sure, and hev brought our knittin' 
 with us. One look^ll satisfy ^em, and thar^ll be some of the durnd- 
 est kickin^ out over these plains that ever war heer^n tell of. One 
 good thing, it's goin' to come as nigh killin' of 'em to start 'em 
 out at this time of year as ef we hed an out and out scrummage 
 with 'em. The way I looks at it they hev just this ch'ice : them 
 
GENEAAL CliiiOAGE A. CUlSTEa. 
 
 LONE WOLF; HEAD CHIEF OF THE EIOWAS. 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CtJSTEft. 
 
 as don^t like bein' shot to death kin take ther chances at ireez- 
 in/ 
 
 The regiment reached the battle ground without adventure, and 
 found that they had plunged into a hornet^s nest when they had 
 ^ attacked the Cheyennes. The whole forest, for twelve miles, was 
 a line of Indian villages, six hundred lodges having been within 
 five miles of the battle; now deserted, their inhabitants having 
 fled in the utmost confasion, leaving everything behind. 
 
 As they continued the march down the "Washita to Port Cobb, 
 a despatch was brought by Kiowa Indians, under Satanta and 
 Lone Wolf, stating that all the tribes for twenty miles from the 
 station were friendly. Custer mistrusted the intentions of a 
 large party that came armed and painted for war, but was obli- 
 ged to follow orders. The chiefs agreed to ride with him to Port 
 Cobb, assuring him that their villages would encamp near by, to 
 prove that they held no communication with the hostile tribes. 
 As chief after chief, on one pretext or another, left the column 
 the next day, Custer felt his suspicions confirmed. He was now 
 sure that the lodges were to be moved away from, instead of to- 
 ward Port Cobb, and resolved to prevent it. When all the min- 
 or chiefs had gone, Satanta and Lone Wolf were seized as prison- 
 ers and hostages ; a little later, by Gen. Sheridan^s orders, a mes- 
 sage was sent to the Kiowas that if their bands were not in camp 
 at sunset of the next day, the two chiefs would be hanged at that 
 hour. The tribe that had moved at such an imperceptible rate 
 became alarmed, and were under the guns of Port Cobb long be- 
 fore th© designated time. 
 
 The Arapahoes remained to be dealt with, but Custer, with 
 forty men, went to their village and induced them to settle peace- 
 fully upon their reservation. Such was the estimation in which 
 this journey was held than one of the officers of his command, in 
 bidding him good-bye, contrived to slip into his hand a small 
 pocket derringer, loaded; with the remark: 
 
 You had better take it. General ; it may prove useful to you." 
 
 It was intended, in case of his being captured and deprived of 
 his more formidable weapons, to enable him to escape torture by 
 becoming his own executioner. He returned in safety however, 
 having accomplished his purpose, and was ready, early in March, 
 1869, to go in search of the Cheyennes who had not been in the 
 Tillage on the W ashita. 
 
 difficulty was experienced in finding the trail of the band^ 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 33? 
 
 and as the Indians, when not pursued, move with the laziest 
 sort of deliberation, the cavalry overtook them, although the^^ 
 had had a start of a month. There were nearly three hundree. 
 lodges in the village and near it, sheltering the whole Cheyenne 
 tribe; but the safety of two white women, who were known to be 
 held captives in their power, prevented Custer from making an 
 attack. Pour chiefs, Big-Head, Dull Knife, and two others were 
 captured and oifered in exchange ; but the Indians would make 
 no definite answer. Finally Custer sent one as messenger to say 
 that if by sunset the next day the women were not delivered up 
 to him, he would hang his captives to a certain tree which he 
 designated. The ropes were ready, and the limb selected when 
 the Cheyenne's brought in the women, whom they did not think 
 of equal importance with chiefs as hostages. 
 
 Custer had not offered an unconditional exchange of prisoners ; 
 ■^he Cheyennes must return to their reservation. Seeing that no 
 other terms could be obtained, and knowing too well what the 
 '^Eig Yellow Chief could do, they promised to comply with his 
 demands as soon as their ponies were in condition for marching, 
 and never again to go upon the war-path. For years after Custer's 
 death this promise was still unbroken ; but until the United States 
 government keeps faith with the Indians we cannot expect peace. 
 The campaign in the Indian Territory was now at an end, and the 
 summer could be spent in rest. . Encamped in the neighborhood 
 of Fort Hay, Custer's life was now a perfect round of pleasur- 
 able excitement. Tourists from the east or from Europe often 
 came to see the successful Indian fighter, and hunting excursions 
 took place nearly every week. The Indians were really and 
 truly at peace, cowed by his successes ; the campaign had made 
 them thoroughly respect him. 
 
 The succeeding winter was spent at Leavenworth, where he 
 began to write his ^'War Memoirs,'' and the spring and summer of 
 1870 were passed like the same seasons of the previous year. 
 The removal of his regiment that fall to the east of the Missis- 
 sippi gave a quieter and less pleasant life, the monotony of which 
 was broken only once. 
 
 "When, in 1872, the Grand Duke Alexis visited the United 
 States, it was desired to show him a buffalo hunt, and Custer was 
 chosen to escort him to the plains. The Russian was delighted 
 with his hunt and with Custer, whom he saw for the first time in 
 the picturesque buck-skin hunting-shirt which the general alwayg 
 
338 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 wor© Oil the plains ; and insisted that he must accompany the 
 party on the tour through the west. 
 
 But, however pleasant this might be, his next orders delighted 
 Custer still more. In March, 1873, the Seventh Cavalry was or- 
 dered to Dakota, and all the officers, scattered about among dif- 
 
 A BUTFALO HUOT. 
 
 ferent posts, rejoiced at the news. It meant business, calling 
 them out in a body, and when they met at Memphis, all were glad 
 to see each other and anxious for work. 
 The railroad is the great conqueror of the Indian. ''No on© 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. OUSTER. 
 
 339 
 
 measure/^ says Custer himself, " so quickly and effectually frees 
 a country from the horrors and devastations of Indian wars and 
 Indian depredations as the building and successful operation of a 
 railroad through the region overrun. The Northern Pacific was 
 to be built, and the government had assigned troops to protect 
 it from the Sioux. On this expedition, known as the Yellowstone, 
 Custer's daily practice was to precede the main command escort- 
 ing the surveyors and engineers, and the heavily laden wagons, 
 and mark out the best road, thus avoiding the serious delays that 
 had occurred before th 5 adoption of this plan. 
 
 On the morning of August 4th, the Arickaree scout and guide. 
 Bloody Knife, discovered fresh signs of Indians ; nineteen had 
 been prowling around the camp on the previous night, and had 
 gone away, traveling in the same direction in which the whites 
 were marching. This, however, created no alarm, as the pioneei 
 party numbered ninety, and they felt sure that the Indians would 
 not attack so great a force. 
 
 Halting at ten o'clock on the high bluffs bordering the Yellow- 
 stone valley, the horses were watered, and then picketed out to 
 graze; half a dozen pickets were posted on the open plain be- 
 j^ond, and the remainder of the party prepared for solid comfort. 
 On the grass beneath a wide-spreading cottonwood lay Gen. Cus- 
 ter, with his saddle and buckskin coat for a pillow; boots off- 
 cravat untied, collar open, he was fully" prepared to enjoy hi»a 
 out-door nap. Beside him lay his brother. Col. Custer, and not 
 far off W3re the other three officers, Moylan, Calhoun and Var 
 num, similarly prepared for the same pleasure. Around them lay 
 the men, and in a few moments the pickets were the only mem- 
 bers of the j^'Hy not asleep. Suddenly came the cry of In- 
 dians!'' and the sharp crack of the sentries' rifles followed the 
 cry. Officers and men sprang to their feet, catching up the rifles, 
 which, as a matter of habit, had been placed within easy reach 
 
 "Eun to your horses, men; run to your houses !" shouted the 
 general, as he saw that the Indians intended to stampede the an- 
 imals and then attack the soldiers. 
 
 Springing to their saddles, they rode headlong forward to 
 where half a dozen Sioux warriors were galloping up and down 
 before them, evidently to decoy them onward to a point where a 
 large body lay in ambush. Leaving Moylan with the main force 
 as a reserve, Gen. Custer, with his brother, Calhoun and twenty 
 troopers, rode forward after the retreating Sioux. There was 
 
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6ENEBAL GEORGB A* OVSTIIE. 
 
 341 
 
 no hope of overtaking them, such was the fleetness of their po- 
 nies, but they did not choose to go at full speed, Custer rode 
 forward, accompanied only by an orderly, and made the sign for 
 a parley, but the Indians would not respond. His orderly was 
 then sent back to warn Col. Custer to keep a sharp lookout near 
 the heavy bushes to the left; the message was delivered, and the 
 man on his way back to the general, when the savages in front 
 advanced as if to attack, and at the same moment Custer saw 
 three or four hundred Sioux warriors bursting from the suspect- 
 ed bushes. Dashing from the timber at full speed, yelling and 
 whooping as only Indians can, they yet moved forward in as per- 
 fect order as the best drilled cavalry. 
 
 "Wheeling his horse suddenly around, and driving his spurs in- 
 to its side, Custer rode for his life towards his brother's party; 
 shouting : Dismount your men, dismount your men V with al- 
 most every bound of his horse. It was a race on as it were two 
 sides of a triangle, to see which should reach the troops first, 
 — Custer or the mounted Indians. The order was unheard, but 
 fortunately Col. Custer had before this contended against a sud- 
 den and unforeseen onslaught of savages, and gave the order 
 Which his brother would have given. Nearer and nearer he drew 
 to the little group of dismounted cavalrymen, as, kneeling in the 
 grass, with finger on trigger, they awaited the enemy approach- 
 ing with equal rapidity. It seemed but a moment more, and the 
 Sioux, riding as if "unconscious of their presence, would have 
 trampled the kneeling troopers down to the earth. 
 
 " Don't fire, men, until I give the word, and when yoti do fii'e, 
 aim low,'' was the direction whicii the young officer gave, as ho 
 sat on his horse, calmly awaiting the onset; then: 
 
 " Now, men, let them have it.'' 
 
 And before the volley of well-aimed snots, followed quiijkly by 
 anotTier, the warriors reeled in their saddles and their ponies fell 
 dead. They lo,st confidenoain their power to trample down the 
 little body; they faltered; they fled in the wildest confusion. A 
 third shower of balls hastened their flight, and the cheer of the 
 cavalrymon announced their victory and the arrival of Kojlan 
 and the main force at the same time. 
 
 Of course, it was but a temporary retreat ; the Indians would 
 soon return to the attack, and preparations must be made to re- 
 jrulse them the second time. A natural terrace waste be used as 
 a breastwork, and though the Indians made every attempt to dis^ 
 
342 
 
 JENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 lodge them and force them to tne open plateau, the men kept 
 their position. Finding their plans foiled, they tried another, 
 which was detected by the quick eyes of Bloody Knife. Crawl- 
 ing through the grass, Custer thought they could hardly mean to 
 attack on foot, and was only enlightened as to their intention 
 when small columns of smoke were seen shooting up all along 
 the front. 
 
 •^They are setting fire to the long grass, and intend to burn us 
 out,^^ were the ominous words of Bloody Knife, his face clouded 
 with anxiety. Then, while his expression brightened, and a 
 scornful smile parted his lips : 
 
 The Great Spirit will not help our enemies. See, the grass 
 refuses to burn.^' 
 
 A month later the dry grass would have burned like tinder, 
 but now it was too green, and the Indians were obliged to find 
 another mode of attack. A pathway in the rear of the troops 
 would have led the redskins along the water's edge, where the 
 high bank would screen them from observation; so that the 
 horses, concealed in the grove near the river, might have been 
 stampeded. The design was fortunately discovered, and the In- 
 dians soon afterward retreated. This occasioned considerable 
 surprise at first, but was explained when an immense cloud of 
 dust was seen at a distance, rapidly approaching. Not waiting 
 to welcome their comrades, the cavalrymen, as jgoonas they were 
 certain that relief was at hand, were in their saddles in a moment 
 and dashing after the enemy. A hot pursuit failed in its object; 
 the fleet and hardy ponies outran the heavy cavalry horses, and 
 they returned to camp under the cottonwood trees where they 
 had rested in the morning. 
 
 This was the first intimation to the whites that the Sioux were 
 on the war path, and although none of the men in the fight were 
 killed, two unarmed old men, the veterinary surgeon and the sut- 
 ler of the Seventh, were found dead; they had strayed from the 
 main body in search of natural curiosities, as they were in the 
 habit of doing, and had been wantonly murdered by some wan- 
 dering Sioux. 
 
 Nothing more was seen of war parties during the remainder 
 of the time that they were on this expedition, although Indians 
 were seen hovering near for several days; until an attack by the 
 Sioux under Sitting Bull, at nearly the end of their journey, 
 which was repulsed without loss. Ordered now to Fort Abraham 
 
«EN£RAL aSORGE A. OUSTER. 
 
 343 
 
 Lincoln, Cuater passed some time in quiet, until the Black Hills 
 expedition in 1874 again called him into the field. 
 
 This unexplored region, that derived its name from the dark 
 pines that tossed on the hillsides in the wind like the plumes on 
 a hearse, had been ceded to the Sioux by solemn treaty in 1868 ; 
 but some Indians came to a trading post with gold dust and nug- 
 gets, which they admitted had been found there, and the accursed 
 thirst for gold drew the eyes of all men thither. The govern- 
 ment decided to send a strong detachment to explore the hills 
 and ascertain if gold were really to be found there, and Custer, 
 with a force of over twelve hundred men, was detailed for the 
 duty. 
 
 Two weeks after they set out, they entered the Sioux reserva- 
 tion, two hundred and twenty-seven miles from Fort Lincoln. 
 Through a country more beautiful than any they had ever seen, 
 they marched, unmolested by the Indians, who, busily watching 
 Custer, had no time for the war which they had intended to carry 
 on in small parties. 
 
 Custer's report represents the country as a perfect garden, but 
 this was doubted by those who had seen it in a less favorable 
 season; the geologists, too, who had accompanied him, made un- 
 satisfactory reports. But the tide was not to be stayed. Adven- 
 turers by hundreds iiocked into the country, regardless of pro- 
 hibition. The mischief had been done; Custer's expedition had 
 shown the Sioux that the United States did not intend to keep 
 the treaty any longer than that treaty was to the Government's 
 advantage, and the clouds began to gather fast in the beautiful 
 country that had seemed to him an earthly paradise. 
 
 In the next year, while Custer and his command were resting 
 peacefully at Fort Lincoln, the identity of the Sioux who had 
 murdered the sutler and the veterinary surgeon on the Yellow- 
 stone expedition was proven in a singular manner. The mur- 
 derer boasted of his crime at the trading-post where he was 
 drawing rations and ammunition. The news quickly reached 
 Custer, who sent out a detachment of a hundred men to march to 
 the agency. Sealed orders, opened twenty miles beyond Fort 
 Rice, directed them to capture and bring in the murderer, Eain- 
 in-the-Face. 
 
 As the troops neared the agency it was found necessary to 
 observe the greatest care, to prevent the Indians, gathered to 
 draw rations, from finding out the object of their expedition. 
 
344 
 
 IIISOTSIIAX; GEORGE A. OUSTER. 
 
 Captain Yates, in command ot the force, succeeded in blinding 
 the Sioux as to his real purpose, and Eain-in-the-Face was 
 thrown completely off his guard. On a certain day, Col. Custer « 
 was sent, with five men, to go to the store and capture the mur- 
 derer, should he put in an appearance. It mwt be remembered 
 that, like many officers of the Seventh, Col. Custer's highest 
 rank was only a brevet, he being really junior to Yates. The 
 cold weather caused the Indians to keep their blankets drawn 
 over their heads, but at last one of them loosened his, thus throw 
 ing off the disguise. It was Eain-in-the-Pace. Col. Custer threw 
 
 CAPTTJEE OP RAIK--IN-THE-FACE. 
 
 his arms around him and seized the rifle which the Indian attemp1>- 
 ed to grasp. Taken completely by surprise, he was quickly seem- 
 red ; his people were greatly excited, and numerous speeches 
 were made by the warriors in the high, monotonous voice they 
 use. Captain Yates immediately prepared to repel an attack, 
 and found that such care was not unnecessary, for five hundred 
 Indians gathered around him, demanding the release of th© 
 prisoner. 
 
 Eain-in-the-Pace was taken to Fort Lincoln, and kept in cap- 
 tivity several months, notwithstanding the efforts that his tribe 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 made to secure his freedom. He finaPy made his escape, and 
 went at once to the hostile camp. From* that point he sent word 
 that he had joined Sitting Bull and was waiting to revenge him- 
 self on the Big Yellow Chief for his imprisonment. 
 
 Eain-in-the-Face was a warrior of whom his tribe were parti- 
 cularly proud on account of his powers of endurance. At the 
 sun-dance, wbei a gash is cut under some of the sinews of the 
 back, immediately under the shoulder blades, and the Indian 
 suspended by a buffalo thong passed through this until his own 
 weight causes him to fall, this young man had stood the test 
 most successfully, hanging in this way, exposed to the burning 
 summer sun, for four hours. 
 
 Early in 1876 it was determined to make war upon the hostiles, 
 and, probably that the Indians might have a chance of life and 
 victory, ample supplies of arms and ammunition were distribu- 
 ted to them through the agencies. Early in March, a force was 
 sent under the command of Gen. Eeynolds, accompanied by G-en. 
 Crook, the department commander, in person, towards the Pow- 
 der Eiver. Here Crazy Horse's village v/as attacked, but the 
 victory was not as complete as it should have been made; and 
 Crazy Horse was only exasperated by the destruction of his pro- 
 perty, while all his men and weapons and nearly all his ponies 
 remained to him^ leaving him as strong as ever for fighting op- 
 erations. 
 
 Gen. Terry was to send out, as soon as the late spring of the 
 far north would allow, a force to cooperate with Gen.Crook^s. 
 Custer was to be assigned to the command of this column, ac- 
 cording to the plans of Gens. Sherman and Sheridan, the force 
 consisting mainly of his regiment, and being organized at his 
 post. The reason for this was obviously Custer's success as an 
 Indian fighter; he had never yet laet with disaster while in com- 
 mand of an important expedition. But while he was hard at 
 'work preparing for this journey to the land of the Sioux, he was 
 summoned to Washington as a witness as to some alleged abuses 
 in the War Department. Notwithstanding the fact that he was 
 needed in Dakota, that he knew little, if anything, about the 
 matter that was being investigated, he was obliged to go to the 
 capital, where he was kept a month. Unwilling to go, since he 
 was needed at the west, unwilling to testify, since he could give 
 ©nly hearsay evidence and opinion. Gen. Grant, then President, 
 persisted in believing that he was anxious to make such state- 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 ments as he could, and took his presence in Washington as a 
 personal injury and insult offered to himself, the commander-in- 
 chief of the army. 
 
 Custer heard that Grant was bitterly incensed against him, 
 and knowing it was without just cause, endeavored to see him, 
 hoping by a frank statement of the truth to disabuse his mind 
 of that impression. Three times he called at the White House, 
 but was compelled to wait in the ante-rooir for hours without 
 gaining admittance to the President. Nor did a letter to Gen. 
 Grant produce the desired effect. 
 
 Calling upon Gen. Sherman, Custer found that he was in New 
 York, and left Washington on the evening train. The next day 
 Gen. Sheridan received a telegram from Gen. Sherman, direct- 
 ing him to intercept Custer at Chicago or St. Paul, and order 
 him to halt for further orders ; that he was* not justified in leav- 
 ing without seeing the President or the General of the Army; 
 that the expedition from Ft. Lincoln should proceed without him. 
 
 President Grant was implacable in his displeasure, and few 
 were the concessions which could be wrung from him. The poor 
 favor of being at Fort Lincoln instead of Chicago was granted, 
 and after an earnest and touching appeal, Custer was allowed to 
 accompany, as a subordinate, the expedition of which he was to 
 have been the leader. 
 
 The two columns moved towards each other, and Gen. Crook's 
 came within striking distance of Sitting Bull; but again valu- 
 able time was lost. As they were in camp, they were attacked 
 by the Sioux, and Crook decidedly out-generaled* by Sitting 
 Bull, a born soldier. Driven back with serious loss. Crook re- 
 turned to his permanent oamp, 
 
 Meanwhile Gen. Terry, from Fort Lincoln, and Gen. Gibbon, from 
 Fort Ellis, had effected a junction near the mouth of the Tongue Eiver> 
 and steps were immediately taken to find out where the Indians were. 
 Major Reno of the Seventh was sent out to explore the tongue of land, 
 some fifteen miles wide, between the Rosebud and Little Big Horn. A 
 large trail was found, and the position of the Indians fixed. Custer was 
 directed to move up the Rosebud until this trail was struck, then turn 
 toward the south, sending scouts over the trail. He declined the offer of 
 Gibbon's cavalry and a few Gatling guns, saying that his own command 
 would be sufficient, and artillery would impede his march. 
 
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GENERAL CiEORGE A, CUSTER. 
 
 Gen. 'I'erry inquired at what rate he intended tc muic. ; the 
 answer was, about thirty miles a day. Gen. Gibbon was to 
 move upon the Indians at the same time by a route oi nearly 
 equal length, so that if they marched at the same rate his force 
 would be a reserve for Custer to fall back on in case of need. 
 
 Leaving the camp at noon on June 22d, the regiment marched 
 up the Eosebud as ordered, camping at night twelve miles from 
 their starting point. But when morning came the impetuous 
 cavalryman could no longer restrain his ardor; the game was in 
 the field; why should the sportsmen delay? Five miles more 
 than the limit were made that day, and at 5 o'clock on Saturday 
 morning, June 24th, they were again on the march. All day they 
 kept steadily on, until, at 8 P. M., they had marched forty-five 
 miles. Halting for supper, they marched ten miles further. 
 They had not taken the proposed route, but had, instead, follow- 
 ed the trail discovered by Eeno. 
 
 But, even after their fifty miles^ march, they were not to rest. 
 After a short halt, the horses being still saddled, they pressed on, 
 and by 8 on the morning of the 25th had advanced twenty-three 
 miles further — a total of one hundred and twenty-five miles 
 since noon of the 22d, or at the rate of forty -four miles in twen- 
 ty-four hours. 
 
 It was Sunday morning when they halted on one of the 
 branches of the Little Big Horn. The Indians had discovered 
 their presence, and as a surprise was no longer possible, it was 
 determined to attack at once. 
 
 Custer, true to his custom of surrounding the enemy and at- 
 tacking from all sides at once, sent three companies under Major 
 Eeno to the left, and three under Captain Benteen further in the 
 same direction. He retained five companies under his own com- 
 mand, one being in charge of the packs. 
 
 The village before them was supposed to be a family camp^ or 
 at least one of comparatively few lodges. The Indians appeared 
 ^o be retreating, and, fearful lest they escape him, Custer. gave 
 the order for rapid movements. Advancing at a fast trot, Major 
 Eeno forded the river about two miles from the point where the 
 main command was posted, and charged down the valley. Then 
 he found how great a mistake had been made. Fully four thou- 
 sand warriors of the Sioux were in the village, lead by that ter- 
 rible being for whose head the people of Montana had for eight 
 years past offered a reward of $1,000— Sitting Bull. With diffi- 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A CUSTER. 
 
 349 
 
 cultj' Capt Benteen, driven back by this Kost. had made his way 
 to Reno'f^ command : ho could not obey the penciled ordei re* 
 ccivod from Custer's adjutant, Lieut. Cook : 
 
 Benteen, come on ; be quick ; big village , bring packs 
 
 The men were dismounted, and for some time endeavored to 
 beat off the swarms of assailants. The fusilade of shots reminded 
 the old soldiers of the fight in the Wilderness wncn the North 
 and South strove together. But at last tney saw how futile were 
 their efforts; they remounted and endeavored to gain the high 
 bluffs across the river. Hot and fast came the painted devils af- 
 ter them, while the troopers fought their way out. Thicker and 
 thicker hailed the shots, as the soldiers urged their horses up the 
 bank, so steep that they could not sit upright in their saddles, 
 but must cling to the animals^ necks. Just as the ascent was 
 gained, eight men fell. Wounded before, they had managed to 
 keep their seats until beyond the enemy's reach. Others were 
 wounded, and the firing was as heavy as ever. 
 
 Hastily disposing the dead bodies of men and Lorses to form 
 a rude barricade, Reno's command prepared for defense. It 
 was now noon, and the heat of the sun and the fever of their 
 wounds produced an intolerable thirst m those who had, been 
 shot. Piteously they begged for water and many of their com- 
 rades dashed down the bahk to the river. Few returned, for 
 the Indians were matching for them At last the commabder 
 wa§ obliged to forbid such efforts^ and whole and wounded must 
 do without the drink which must coslsucb precious lives. 
 
 How long they could hold out thus was a question. When 
 would rel let come ? Wh^t was Custer doing? They could send 
 no messenger to the mam command nor could any reach them. 
 Whether Custer was attackKig" the Indians they couLd not tell; 
 there were such swarms about them, constantly firing, that they 
 could hear nothing of that other fight even then going on at 
 the other side of the village. _ 
 
 When the three battalions separated, Custer moved rapidly] 
 down the river to the ford, which he endeavored to cross; but 
 a portion of the Indians, not occupied with Reno, prevented 
 this, and themselves crossed to the east side, where was Cus- 
 ter's command. Step by step the cavalry were driven back from 
 the ford. The men had been dismounted, the horses being se- 
 cured in a grove near by. The long march told upon the sol- 
 diers, who were so worn out tbe g;,<?Ott]|.d hardly stand. 
 
350 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. OUSTER. 
 
 Retreat was necessary, but it must not degenerate into flight. 
 Danger there was, certainly ; but some might escape. The In- 
 dians might be held in check until Eeno or Benteen should come 
 with assistance. Little did Custer guess how sorely his subord- 
 inates were pressed by the common foe ; he still hoped for help 
 from those who in turn were looking for help from him. 
 
 SITTING BUIX. 
 
 Companies L and P, commanded by Lieutenant Calhoun and 
 Captain Yates, were posted to cover the rear. One was his 
 brother-in-law, the other his friend since boyhood ; but the com- 
 mander could do no more for them than give them the post of 
 honor. Unhesitatingly they obeyed, they and their commands, 
 though there was not a- man but what knew what the r^s^U 
 
GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 351 
 
 would be. The enemy charged upon them, as the swift current 
 of the Missouri sets in toward the bank. Slowly, surely, stead- 
 ily, the earth is washed away by the waters; slowly, surelj^, 
 steadily their numbers grew less. Not a man faltered, not a 
 man fled; with their comrades falling around, each stood or 
 knelt in his place, firing with machine-like regularity at the ad- 
 vancing foe until the last cartridge was gone ; then he died 
 
 " With his back to the field and his feet to the foe." 
 And the position of the bodies showed each man's place in the 
 skirmish line. 
 
 The two companies had been sacrificed in vain. Onward came 
 the savages like tigers whose appetites are whetted, not cloyed, 
 by the stream of blood that had been poured forth. The com- 
 panies commanded by Capts. Custer and Smith had tried to cut 
 their way to the river, but fell in the ravine. 
 
 " Tis late before 
 The brave despair." 
 
 But they knew now that there was no hope for any of them. The 
 Crow scout. Curly, begged the general to let him show him a- 
 way to escape. It was a momentary pause, when the Indiana 
 were gathering for a fresh onset. A moment's thought of the 
 wife and the mother who were praying for him, and he waved 
 away the faithful scout and went back to die. 
 
 There was but one company left. Custer and his staff, his 
 brother, and the civilians who had accompanied the expedition 
 (his youngest brother and nephew), with this company, were 
 grouped on a little knoll to the right of that well defended 
 skirmish line. Upon them came the Indians, and as the bullets 
 came like swarms of bees, man after man went down. At Cus- 
 ter's right fell Capt. Keogh ; at his feet lay his youngest brother, 
 Boston Custer. At his left fought gallant Col. Tom Custer, who 
 had won two medals for flags taken from the enemy in action ; 
 who, enlisting as a private, had won his commision by his courage. 
 A ball struck him, and he fell ; raising himself, he fired one last 
 shot ; another bullet struck him ; his failing strength gave way, 
 and at his brother's very feet he died. 
 
 It was now a hand-to-hand fight between the hosts of Indians 
 and the handful of white men. Discarding his revolver with 
 which he had already killed three warriors, Custer drew his 
 sabre. The savages pressed forward, each anxious to count 
 coup" upon the Big Yellow Chi'^^. so long the terror of their kind- 
 
35^ 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. OUSTER. 
 
 red ; for he who kills an enemy by a bullet may not reckon him 
 among his victims. Their blows are parried by the dexterous 
 swordsman, whose only hope now is to sell his life as dearly as 
 possible. Terrible is the price which the Sioux must pay for it, 
 for three more of their bravest warriors fall by his hand. Un- 
 deterred by the fate of their comrades, others press forward, but 
 their eiforts are unavailing. As the third warrior goes down be- 
 fore that t.errible sabre, Eain-in-the-Pace aims and fires. Custer 
 falls } the Indian is avenged. Only one man yet battles for life 
 —the adjutant, Col. Cook. A ball pierces his heart, and he too, 
 without a groan, lies at the feet of the dying commander. 
 
 "we hate killed THEM ALL I" — THE MESSENGER OF YICTORY, 
 
 Custer had seen his officers and men die around him ; his own 
 eyes were the last to close upon that scene of slaughter. Hardly 
 had his brave heart ceased to beat when the savage whom he 
 would have hanged for the murder of two helpless old men bent 
 over him, intent upon securing some ghastly trophy of vengeance. 
 But his dusky brethren, devilish as they were, had yet some 
 germ of manliness remaining; a swordsman is in^ their eyes 
 braver than a man who fights with rifle or pistol, and one so 
 brave as Custer must be respected even in death. No one may 
 count coup upon so brave a foe, for though Eain-in-the-Face fire^ 
 
354 
 
 GENERAL GEORGE A. CUSTER. 
 
 just before he fell, some other of the scores of bullets may have 
 killed him. Closing about Custer^s body, they would allow it to 
 be disfigured by no warrior, even though he were brave and dis- 
 tinguished and deeply injured, as Eain-in-the-Pace. Foiled of his 
 purpose, the savage turned to his arch-enemy's double, the Col. 
 Custer who had arrested him; and dug out the heart that had 
 Hiever known fear. 
 
 Then the wounded Indians came streaming back into camp. 
 Sitting Bull, fearful of the result, had given orders that the 
 lodges should be struck; but now the messenger of victory 
 brought a different command. 
 
 ^^We have killed them all; put up your lodges where they 
 are/' 
 
 There was no danger now to the Sioux ; Custer was dead. 
 
 The story Is told by the Indian and half-breed scouts that es- 
 caped, and by the boasts of the victors. And the position of the 
 bodies, as they were found on the battle-field, told more plainly 
 than words how each man had fought. 
 
 Not until the night of the 26th was Eeno's command relieved 
 by the advance of Gen. Gibbon, and the next day he learned why 
 he had not received the help for which he had looked so earn- 
 estly. Three hundred and fifteen men and thirteen commis- 
 sioned officers fell upon that field, and none of their race knew 
 in what danger they had been, with what despairing courage 
 they had fought, until their mutilated bodies were found, each 
 in its place, like the old Eoman soldier at Pompeii. Two only 
 were missing; the fate of one is still a mystery; but the bleach- 
 ing skeleton, afterward found in a neighboring thicket, told of 
 one who had hoped against hope; who had snade one last, des- 
 pairing effort to elude the savage foe. 
 
CHAPTER XIII. 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 SIX feet one in his moccasins, deep chested, compactly built, 
 with quiet gray eyes, clear and calm as a woman's, an al- 
 most womanish gentleness of expression, bright chestnut hair 
 floating over his shoulders — it does not seem a promising picture 
 to those who would hear of adventure. But that small, muscu- 
 lar hand had taken deadly aim at scores of men; before the gaze 
 of that eye many a bold border spirit had quailed. " He shoots 
 to kill,'' says the admiring plainsman, with that cool disregard 
 of human life which is so common in any newly settled country: 
 and the name of Wild Bill was a terror to evil-doers. 
 
 Illinois was but a thinly populated state, containing fewer in- 
 habitants than does the city of Chicago at this moment, when, 
 in May, 1837, there was born, in La Salle County, James Butler 
 Hickok, better known to us as Wild Bill. The primitive state 
 of the country doubtless had much to do with the nature of his 
 tastes and favorite amusement — the practice of marksmanship, 
 then an indispensable accomplishment in the frontier state just 
 east of the Mississippi. All the treasures that he could command 
 were jealously hoarded, trades with his companions increased his 
 stock of trifles invaluable to a boy, and at last he had enough to 
 barter for a pistol. A little, single-barreled, flint-lock, old style 
 pistol was a priceless treasure to the eight-year-old boy, and he 
 only ceased to practice with it when ammunition gave out. Then 
 every efi'ort was made to get powder; the place of lead could be 
 supplied by pebbles, but he must have powder, and all the lessei 
 valuables that he could accumulate were traded off for that neces- 
 sary article. 
 
 The character of the services which he rendered to his family an<3 
 country may readily be guessed. If a runaway hunting expeditioB 
 into the woods was too severely punished, his enthusiasm found 
 vent in shots at stray chickens or pigs. He was not appreciated. 
 
356 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 however, as he expected to be, and he was aGti^ally compelled 
 to go to school whenever an occasional session gave opportunity. 
 How far his education went, in the direction of books, is doubt- 
 ful ; certainly not very far ; but at any rate he learned to read, and 
 eagerly devoured the few books of adventure that came in his way. 
 
 Happier times came, however, when he was about fourteen, for 
 then he became the possessor of an excellent pistol and a rifle, 
 and thus armed, he spent most of his time in the woods. Such 
 were the ravages of the wolves at that period, that the state of- 
 
 WILD BILL SHOOTING WOLVES. 
 
 fered premiums for their scalps, and young Hickok now found 
 his skill with the rifle and the pistol enabled him to earn no small 
 income. But the story of Kit Carson's adventures had inflamed 
 him with a passion for the West, and declaring to his brothers 
 that he would one day beat anything that Carson had ever at-* 
 tempted, he proceeded to the realization of his ambition. A short 
 experience as tow-path driver on the Illinois and Michigan canal, 
 was ended by a fight with another driver. Though fists were the 
 only weapons, and his antagonist was r. powerful man, the boy's 
 activity and endurance gave him a decided victory. After thiS;, 
 he returned home, and lived quietly for two years, or until iie 
 was about eighteen y ears_old^ 
 
WILD BILL, 
 
 The troubles in ivansas were then beginning, and thirsting for 
 excitement, our hero betook himself thither. Collecting as much 
 money as he could command, he set out on foot to St. Louis. 
 Great as have been the changes of nearly thirty years, even in 
 1855 this son of the prairie found much that was wonderful in 
 the great city, inferior only to New Orleans and Cincinnati 
 among those west of the Alleghanies. The railroads toward the 
 west were then unheard of, but along the ievee, from Bremen to 
 Oarondelet, stretched a line of magnificent steamers, that formed 
 a main element of the city^s prosperityo In all directions they 
 went, from all directions they came; and after mature delibera- 
 tion, our young adventurer took passage on one bound for the 
 upper Missouri; his proposed destination being Leavenworth. 
 History says it was a tedious journey, and those who can recall 
 a steamboat trip on the Missouri will doubtless accept the state- 
 ment as true. 
 
 Arriving at Leavenworth, they found that the mob, unreason- 
 ably suspicious of their intentions, would not permit them to 
 land. Where there's a will there's a way, and young Hickok, 
 costuming himself as a roustabout^ and engaging in their work, 
 managed, while carrying off freightj to slip through the crowd, 
 and gain the centre of the town. Once there, he soon joined the 
 anti-slavery forces, led by Jim Lane, a recent immigrant from 
 Indianao Three tiundred men, each armed with such weapons as 
 taste or means dictated, formed the regiment that was called out 
 for drill and rifle practice a few days after Hickok joined it. As 
 Lane was complimenting his young recruit on the excellence '^^'^ 
 his marksmanship, in which he easily beat every man 
 the boy's quick eye saw a crow flying overheado Dra^^^* 
 tol from his pocket, he took aim, pulled the trigger, ' 
 fell dead. He returned the weapon to his pocket wi^ 
 indeed, any comment would have been unhearc' ' 
 ing with which his comrades greeted the ey 
 Thenceforth he was the darling of the r^ 
 favor by the bestowal of the nicknamp 
 son of the first part of the name 
 we remember his stature, which 
 build of a boy ; but why ^' BilJ " 
 no one knows. It may hav( 
 reason; certain it is that 
 out his life. 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 For two years ne fought as a brave and excellent soldier to 
 keep slavery out of Kansas, always recognized by Lane as the 
 most effective man in the command. Then, entering a claim of 
 a quarter section in Johnson County, he built a cabin, and settled 
 down to farming. Though not yet of age, such was his reputa- 
 tion that he was almost immediately elected constable. The 
 conscientious and efficient way in which he did the work of this 
 position did not endear him to those Missourians who made fre- 
 quent predatory incursions on Kansas soil, and twice they burned 
 his cabin during his absence from home. Giying up the idea of 
 living quietly here, he engaged himself as driver for the Over- 
 land Stage Company. In such a position it was not difficult to 
 make a reputation, honorable or not, according to one^s personal 
 courage and prowess. Apparently a reckless driver, few acci- 
 dents happened to him, and as he drove the big Concord coach, 
 bounding along like a wounded buifalo, at headlong speed down 
 the hill into Santa Fe, the rough frequenters of the saloons, always 
 fighting drunk and armed to the teeth, looked on in admiration. 
 Victor in twenty fights or more, the best shot on the plains, and 
 never losing his presence of mind in an emergency requiring 
 action, he was the hero of all w4io knew him. 
 
 Such were the foundations of a reputation that before many 
 years was to extend to the seaboard on either side of the conti- 
 nent; a reputation even then shortly to be enhanced by success 
 as a soldier. It was in the fall of 1858 that the Indians, break 
 ing out of the reservation on the Sweetwater, committed many 
 ^^trages. Settlers were massacred, cabins burned, expre?:s rid- 
 *Ued, and at last a large party attacked a stage-coach, kill- 
 ^ en, and seriously wounding others. Nor was this alL 
 f horses w^as so frequent as to seriously cripple the 
 danger was such that for more than two months 
 "vere suspended on that division. Summoned 
 i a council that the officers held regarding 
 ding against the Indians, Bill offered for 
 h was immediately adopted. At the 
 mounted men, they set out, on the 
 wdcr Eiver, where they found an 
 they went on, and chock full 
 \ they were not sorry to find 
 ^.rs. Suddenly, as they fol- 
 ^pv found that the origin- 
 
WILD BILL, 
 
 359 
 
 ^1 party had been joiued by another of equal size, so that the 
 enemy now nnmbered about two hundred. Many were the ex- 
 pressions of opinion about the expediency of following a force 
 four times as great as their own, but Bill cut the discussion short 
 with: 
 
 ^'FlI shoot the first man that tries to go back/' and none tried. 
 
 Perhaps the threat was not needed ; at any rate, his men were 
 (illed with new enthusiasm, and went gaily onward to Clear 
 Creek. Here the trail was but two or three hours old, for the 
 jllndians march but slowly when they do not fear pursuit; and 
 
 WILD BILL (j. B. mCKOK.) 
 
 nothing but the lateness of the day prevented an attack as soon 
 as they could be overtaken. A halt was ordered. 
 
 Do you see that little blue smoke over the hill-tops asked 
 Bill, pointing due north. Well, that means an Indian camp. 
 You boys just stop right here and Til locate the game.'' 
 
 Leaving the trail and riding far to the windward, he reached 
 a high point from which he could reconnoiter the camp. Satisfy- 
 ing himself as to the exact force of the Indians, how their camp 
 was pitched, and that the stock was corraled, not tethered, ho 
 returned to his men. 
 
 Resting themselves and their horses, &iid gett.ng everything in 
 readiness for %ht, it was ten o'clock ^ hen the signal was giv©B 
 
360 
 
 "VILD BIL 
 
 to mount ana xiae onward. Proceeding toward tlie camp with 
 due caution, they found that the Indians, as usual^ had set no 
 guard, trusting to their quick ears and light slumber to inform 
 them of the approach of an enemy. The awakening came too 
 late. Eousing themselves from the first sound sleep, , they hardly 
 realized what the confusion meant ; but as each came out of his 
 lodge, he went down before the pistols of the attacking party, ■ 
 who were commanded to use no other weapons. The assault was 
 a complete success 3 the fight quickly became a slaughter, the 
 horses and ponies were secured, so thatthe Indians had no means 
 of pursuit left to them. Returning to St. Joseph with their booty, 
 all of the stolen horses and more than a hundred Indian ponies, 
 a big spree celebrated their success. Of course a fight followed, 
 but only one man was killed. 
 
 Leaving the service of the Overland Stage Company, in 1859, 
 Bill engaged to drive freight teams from^ Independence, Mo,, to 
 Santa Fe. It was while thus employed that he met with an ad- 
 venture that came near being a fatal one; nothing less than an 
 encounter with a huge cinnamon bear, strong and active as the 
 grizzly, and possessed of greater powers of endurance. 
 
 The teamster in charge of the companion wagon had fallen 
 iome distance behind when Bill saw, directly in front, as if dis- 
 puting the right of way with him, a huge cinnamon bear and her 
 two cubs. Moved with fear for the safety of her young, the ani- 
 mal growled forbiddingly as the bold plainsman advanced towards 
 her. Armed with a pair of pistols and a large bowie-knife. Bill felt 
 no fear as to the result of the encounter, little knowing the strength 
 or endurance of the enemy with which he had to contend. A9 
 the bear approached him, he took aim, and when she was within 
 about twenty feet of him, fired. The ball struck her squarely on the 
 forehead, but rebounded like a hailstone from the thick skull, 
 serving only to inflict a trifling cut that infuriated the animal, 
 already angry. "No time remained for retreat to the safety of the 
 wagon -top, for in the next instant the bear sprang upon him, bury* 
 ing her long, sharp claws in his flesh. The second pistol disabled 
 one paw, but rearing upon her hind legs the bear grappled with 
 him almost like a human antagonist. His left forearm was 
 crushed, his breast ploughed in bloody seams by tho claws, his 
 shoulder torn, his cheek laid open, but time after tin^B the long 
 knife was plunged into the huge brown carcass, until the blood 
 of both antagonists, brute and human, flowing in rivwlets from 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 361 
 
 wounds, soaked the ground on which they foughx. i^ow his foot 
 ^lips, and he falls to the earth, the bear over him, holding his 
 left arm in her mouth; but with almost superhuman strength he 
 reverses their positions, and again and again buries his dripping 
 
 knife in her flesh. A''^ last 
 a deadly gash across the 
 throat severs the wind- 
 pipe, and his terrible an- 
 tagonist is dead. Faint: 
 with loss of blood and 
 severe exertion, he lies 
 beside her, only able, 
 when his companion at 
 last comes up, to point 
 feebly to the dead bear 
 and his own wounds. For 
 two months he lay help- 
 less, and several more had 
 passed before he was able 
 to go to work agaiii. 
 
 He did not, on his re- 
 covery, again enter the 
 employment of the 
 freighters, but took a 
 situation, offered by the 
 Overland Stage Co., as 
 watchman and hostler at 
 Eock Creek Station, fifty 
 miles west of Topeka. 
 This was a relay post 
 where generally abouttwenty-five horses were kept. BilFs duties 
 were more in the way of protecting the animals from the thieves 
 so plentiful in that part of the country, than in attending to the 
 horses, an assistant being provided for the latter purpose. They 
 were lodged in a ^'dug-out,^' a thatched cabin built on the hillside, 
 so that the back and part of the side walls were formed of earth, 
 the remainder of the cabin being of logs. A horse-blanket formed 
 the only partition between kitchen and bed-room. More commo- 
 dious and pretentious were the buildings used as stables ; and 
 strong enough to defy, when locked, any ordinary assault. Here, 
 in this lonely cabin on the hill-side, the two men passed the fail 
 
 WILD bill's fight WITH THE BEAR. 
 
WILD Bll^h. 
 
 of 1861, the monotony of this life only broken by the daily ar- 
 
 rival of the stage with news from the outer world. Exciting 
 news it was^ for the papers told of the contest even then m pro- 
 gress. But those were the days when men enlisted "for the 
 war/^ rather than for two months^ since no one wanted to be a 
 soldier longer than this trifling conflict should last. 
 
 About a dozen miles from this station was the rendezvous of a 
 gang of horse-thieves, who occasionally committed highway rob- 
 bery. Like many such bands, they tried to attach themselves to 
 the military service^ during the whole war, the guerillas, or 
 bushwhackers, claiming to belong to one of the two armies, 
 made odious the name of that to which they were attached. The 
 McCandlas gang, as this was called from its leaders, two brothers 
 ^f that name, was the most prominent in that portion of the state, 
 pretending that they were commissioned to collect horses and 
 enlist recruits for the Confederate army. The horses of the 
 Overland, at Eock Creek, numerous and in good condition, were a 
 tempting prize, of which4-hey were resolved to become possessed. 
 Bill, too, the best shot in the state, and utterly fearless, would be 
 a most valuable addition to their numbers. But threats and per« 
 suasions proved useless. 
 
 "When you want these horses come and take them, and if you 
 want me, you'll find me here.^' 
 
 Such was the answer which he gave to a party of five, on the 
 morning of the 16th of December. The outlaws rode on — he was 
 too formidable to be attacked by such a force — and Bill prepared 
 for their return. His companion was out hunting, and could not 
 be expected to come back in time to render any assistance. The 
 stables were locked, the door and the one window of the dug- 
 out secured, his weapons — a large bore rifle, two revolvers and 
 two bowie-knives — carefully examined. 
 
 It was three o^clock in the afternoon of the short winter day 
 when the two McCandlas boys, with eight of their most desper- 
 ate followers, rode up to the cabin. Finding the doors of th& 
 stables locked, and the house prepared for defense, they yet 
 trusted that their numbers would inspire the watchman with 
 fear 
 
 " Come out o' yer sheli,^' yelled one of the leaders with an 
 oath. " Ef yer donH, thar'U be a small-sized murder at Eo>ck 
 Creek, and the Company'U hev to hire another watchman.^^ 
 
 ril shoot th© first man that tries to open a stable door..'' ait- 
 
WILD BIL 
 
 swered Bill ; "and ef thar's any murderin' done at Rock Creek 
 this arternoon thar'll be more'n one corpse to bury/' 
 Surround the house and give him no quarter 
 "Come and fight me, you cowardly dog 
 
 We omit the most emphatic words in the conversation; such 
 words as cause the Indian to call our language talk damn/' It 
 .must be understood that the whole proceedings were liberally 
 garnished with sucl expletives. Tying their horses to surround- 
 •ing trees, they begau to batter the door with a log which lay near 
 
 FIGHT WITH THE MCCANDLAS GANG. 
 
 by ; the defence soon gave way, and Jim McCandlas, armed with 
 revolver and bowie-knife, leaped into the room, his finger on the 
 ^trigger, ready to shoot. But Bill was too quick. for him ; a rifle- 
 ball through his heart, and drawing up his legs, as though to 
 make room for his companions, the desperado fell dead. In quick 
 succession three shots from BilTs pistol killed as many more of 
 his assailants, and the fight became more furious every moment. 
 The remainder of thagang had now surrounded Bill, who pour- 
 ed shots right and left, and thrust desperately with his knife; 
 but the odds were jgjreat, and when one. of them struck him o-w*'» 
 
WILD ^iXL 
 
 the head and knocked him backward. Jack McCandlas juiiiped 
 upon him, with knife ready to plunge into his heart. Bill strug- 
 gled, freed his right arm, and placing the muzzle of his pistol 
 , right against his enemy's breast, fired as the knife descended. 
 The hand of the dying man dropped helpless, he rolled to the 
 fioor, and his almost victim regained his feet* The blood poured 
 from his own wounds and mingled with that of his adversaries 
 as Bill fought on, like a tiger at bay. On the floor of the hut 
 lay six of the desperadoes, dead, and two desperately wounded. 
 These, with the two still uninjured, now beat a retreat^ the latter 
 managing to regain their horses and ride away 5 one of the 
 wounded men likewise escaped, but afterward died of his injuries , 
 but as the other ran, Bill snatched a gun from the hunter, who 
 just came up at this time, and fired at him 5 it is needless to say 
 he fell dead in his tracks. 
 
 " All of a sudden,^' said the hero of this fight, when telling of 
 it afterward, it seemed as if my heart was on fire, I was bleed- 
 ing everywhere I rushed out to the well and drank from the 
 bucket, and then tumbled down in a faint.''^ 
 
 His companion carried him into the house, where he lay un- 
 conscious for nearly an hour. The arrival of the stage then 
 brought help, for one of the passengers possessed some surgical 
 skill, and he revived him and dressed his wounds. 
 
 " I remember that one of them struck me with his gnn, and 1 
 got hold of a knife 3 and then I got kind o' wild like, and it was 
 all cloudy, and I struck savage blows, following the devils up 
 from one side of the room to the other and into the corners, 
 striking and slashing until I knew every one was dead^''^ 
 
 Such was all that he could then tell of the fight* As his strength 
 returned, so that he need no longer speak while gasping for 
 breath, the earlier part of the conflict was detailed, and the two 
 who had escaped confirmed the story by their own independent 
 account. The listening bystanders caught at his expression, and 
 henceforth the name of Shanghai Bill was dropped in favor of 
 that which he bore until his death. But the victory was dearly 
 bought; for months he lay helpless, so severe were his wounds, 
 and nearly a year had elapsed before he was entirely well. 
 
 Going to Leavenworth on his recovery, he was appointed Bri- 
 gade Wagon Master by Gen. Fremont, thea in command there. 
 The war was now at its height, and those states in which, like 
 Missouri and Kansas, both sides were represented in almost equai 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 numbers, were the scenes of the fiercest conflicts between small 
 parties. Bill's first trip with a train was toward Sedalia, a few 
 days after his appointment. The wagons, laden with provisions, 
 were a tempting prize to the Confederates, and on the third day 
 from their departure they were attacked by a company of Gen. 
 Price's command, The force was small, numbering only twelve 
 men, and judging the odds too great for successful resistance, 
 they yielded without firing a shot. The leader, however, was a 
 man of another mettle. Turning his horse towards Kansas City, 
 he spurred onward, followed by a least fifty of the attacking 
 party. Mile after mile they rode, and four of the pursuers fell 
 dead before the fugitive's pistol; bullets fell like hail around 
 him, but none touched him. At last he was safe within the lines, 
 and his assailants returned to their booty. 
 
 Bill reported the facts to the commander at th'*^ post, who de- 
 tailed two companies to assist him in recovering the property. 
 He felt himself disgraced by this loss of his first charge, and was 
 eager to avenge himself. The Confederates, elated at their suc- 
 cess, were taken by surprise ) a short and decisive fight followed 
 the charge which Wild Bill led into their ranks as they were 
 marching towards headquarters, and Bill conducted the train in 
 triumph to Sedalia. 
 
 He had not enlisted in the army, but voluntarily took the place 
 of a sharp-shooter in the battle of Pea Eidge, in March, 1862 ; 
 lying behind a large log on a hill overlooking Cross-Timber 
 Hollow, for nearly four hours, picking off the Confederates. His 
 victims numbered thirty-five, and were of all ranks, from the 
 private soldier to Gen. McCulloch. The attention of a Confeder- 
 ate company was directed towards the source of this murderou? 
 fire, and they charged upon him, riddling the log with bullet- 
 holes. But a company o^ his comrades saw his danger, and 
 charging down the hill, came to a hand-to-hand encounter with 
 the Eebs, which proved to be the hottest engagement of the bat- 
 tle, more than half on both sides being killed. 
 
 Soon after this battle. Gen, Curtis engaged Bill as a spy, with 
 orders to enter Gen. Price's lines and get all the information he 
 could about that officer's intentions. Every effort was being 
 made to carry Missouri into the Confederacy; her people were 
 in sympathy with the more southern states, and the Government 
 was seriously alarmed at the stand she had taken. Many Mis- 
 sourians had flocked to Price's army, and steps must be immedi- 
 
WILD BILL 
 
 ately taken to drive him out of tlie borders of the state. Bill 
 was given a fine horse and instructed to make his way into the 
 Confederate lines as speedily as possible, by any means that he 
 chose. Assuming the name of Bill Barnes, and representing him- 
 self as the brother of a man recently killed in the Confederate 
 army in Texas, he made a wide circuit, entering the state of Ar- 
 kansas somewhat south of the center, and went to Little Eock. 
 There he enlisted in a company of mounted rangers organizing 
 to join Price, 
 
 The Missourian had fallen back to Elk Eiver, where he was 
 reinforced by Gen. Shelby, and the united forces awaited the 
 coming of Gen. Curtis, who, with a slightly inferior commana 
 was following swiftly from the north. Bill was appointed an 
 orderly within a week after his enlistment, a position enabling 
 him to execute his plans all the better. As the two armies lay 
 drawn up in order of battle^ separated only by the narrov/ creek, 
 *\nd waiting only for daylight to begin the battle, Gen. Price, 
 who occupied the right, sent Bill with despatches to Shelby, who 
 was on the left. ' Taking the papers from the hands of the gen 
 eral, Bill saluted with all the respectful grace he could command 
 and rode directly towards the left. Once out of sight^ however^ 
 he turned his course towards the company in which he had en- 
 listed, and, addressing a certain braggadocio sergeant, said . 
 Jake Lawson, come out here; I want to see you a minute.'" 
 
 A tall, lank Arkansan, whose joints appeared to be on the 
 juniping-jack pattern, came lounging out of his tent. 
 
 '^Whatcher want?'^ he enquired; rolling a huge quid into his 
 cheekc 
 
 '^I want to have some fun, that's what. Let's astonish these 
 fellers that have never been under fire, and give 'em something 
 to fight up to to-morrow." 
 
 What shall it be — pistols at three paces, or hand to hand 
 with the bowic ? Jist what yer like.'^ 
 
 ^']^To," answered Bill, with some scorn; "the general can't af 
 ford to lose his men that way; but I'll bet my horse agin yourn 
 that I kin ride closer to the Feds^ line than you kin." 
 
 Humph !" answered Lawson, as he took a fresh "chaw," and 
 turning on his heel strode back into his tent. 
 
 " What's the matter, Jake? Are you afraid?" 
 
 "No, I ain't afearedj but what's the sence or fun in such a 
 d — d trick as that 'eref 
 
MflLD BILL. 
 
 367 
 
 *'Kone at all for them as as don't see any* i |ust wanted to see 
 if you would go.'* 
 
 "Kinder looks as ef Jake wasn't the reel stuff, arter all/' 
 remarked a bystander, and taunt and Jeer soon drew Jake out 
 again, resolved to disprove their opinion of bis courage. Anx- 
 iously were the two followed by the eyes of the whole company 
 as they rode forward on what seemed truly a fooFs errand. As 
 they dashed onward, the Union pickets began to fire upon them. 
 
 TAKING TO THE WATER. 
 
 *Hold your fire,'' shouted the foremost man, "I'm Wild Bill, 
 
 trying to get into the lines." 
 
 The Confederate, thus apprised of his companion's character, 
 ^ir©w his pistol and took aim, but before he could pull the trigger 
 a bullet went crashing through his brain, and he reeled and fellj 
 from his horse. The riderless steed galloped onward, and stoop* 
 ■ngfrom his saddle, Wild Bill caught the bridle and led it beside 
 His own. The passage of the creek was fraught with the greatest 
 danger, as his progress was necessarily slow, and the Confeder- 
 ates had gathered in great force on the bank. Thick as hail the 
 bullets fell around him from at least fifty rifles, but he escaped 
 tmhurt to the farther side, to eomeg^uence of this exposure of 
 
ms 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 their designs^ the Confederates broke cam^j that iiight, and re 
 treated farther towards the Arkansas, swearing over the way they 
 bad been deceived. 
 
 \jren. Curtis continued the pursuit^ and before long desired Wild 
 Bill to again enter the Confederate line. A. thorough disguise 
 ivas of course necessary. Of exquisite manly beauty of face and 
 form, and very n^at about his person, he made himself into a first- 
 class specimen of the average Arkansan of the lowest class, 
 slouchy in build and bearing. Accompanied by Nat. Tuckett, an 
 old friend, he again made a wide circuit around the Confederate 
 army, and proceeding to Texas enlisted under Kirby Smith. 
 That general was about to move up into Arkansas, where Curtis 
 was still pressing Price and Shelby, and struck his tents a few 
 days after Bill and his companion joined. Smith crossed the 
 Arkansas near Lewisburg, and both armies halted in line of 
 battle about one thousand yards apart. General Curtis began a 
 brisk shelling, in order to dislodge the enemy from the protect 
 tion of their breastworks, but the fire appeared to be wholly in« 
 effectual. 
 
 For more than an hour this state of things continued. Sudden* 
 ly, from the breastworks leaped two horsemen, who rode at full 
 speed towards the Union lines. For a moment the Federal 
 troops wondered what this meant, then their wild cheering 
 echoed the shots that the Rebels poured upon the riders; they 
 were trying to escape. Breathlessly they watched, as a dozen 
 cavalrymen dashed after the fugitives j now two of the pursuergi 
 distance the others; now the first riders reach a broad ditch; the* 
 horse of one clears it at a bound, his companion falls, as a bullet 
 from the pistol of one of the nearest pursuers whistles through 
 the air ; the remaining man wheels his horse around and levels 
 his revolver; he is too far off for them to hear the reports, but 
 they see two puffs of smoke, and see the two foremost gray coats 
 fall beside their horses; the others are too far behind him to 
 overtake him, and he rides into the lines waving his hat in tri- 
 umph ; but yet he has a soldier's tear for his fallen comrade, 
 whom he returns to bury. 
 
 Why did you run such a risk?" asked his comrades of Wild 
 Bill. You could have stolen into our lines in the night." 
 
 Oh," he answered, " mate and I wanted to show them cussed 
 Rebs what a Union soldier could do. WeVe been with 'em np-qr 
 Ibr m^r^'n a moortk^ amd kmxd notliiBg but brag^ and w@ thought 
 
WILD BILU 
 
 369 
 
 we*d take it out of 'em. But if they have killed my mate thej 
 shall pay a big price for it/' 
 Asking and obtaining leave of absence, Wild Bill went to 
 ' Leavenworth, where he met young William Cody, better knowB 
 in later days as Buffalo Bill. Their acquaintance was one of sev- 
 eral years^ standing, and each had a high regard for the other. 
 Engaging to take a Government train to Eolla, Mo., Wild Bill 
 invited Billy to accompany him, and the offer was gladly ac- 
 cepted. The train reached its destination in safety, and the com* 
 panions, aged respectively twenty-five and seventeen, continued 
 their journey to Saint Louis, to have some fun. Wild Bill owned 
 a fine horse, that had done good service in scouting expeditionSj, 
 and finding, on their arrival in the city, that the September race^' 
 would take place in a few days, decided to enter ^^Old Moun- 
 tain.'' 
 
 Under no other circumstances is a man so easily deceived at 
 when backing up a fa'^^orite horse, and all the funds of both were 
 put up. 
 
 Old Mountain ain^t a handsome horse,^' said Wild Bill, con 
 fidentially, to Billy, " but I know it's in him, though the othei 
 fellows don't suspect him, and are willing enough to bet against 
 him. "We'll make a clean sweep of all, I know." 
 
 Billy listened reverentially ; who should know anything aboul 
 horses if his " companion guide and friend" did not? All theij 
 ready money was staked — no hedging, — and now they bet th^ 
 horse against $250 cash. All the proceeds were to be equally di 
 vided. At last the eventful day came. Old Mountain did his best 
 urged onward by Billy, who certainly could not be accused of 
 the tricks which some jockeys are said to practise, to secure tho 
 victory for another and greater favorite; but the endeavors of 
 both were useless, and the race was lost. Penniless and friend- 
 less, now, in the midst of the great city, our two friends found 
 themselves. There was only one thing thatpresented itself, and 
 upon the suggestion Wild Bill immediately acted. Going to mil- 
 itary headquarters and re-engaging himself as scout, he thus 
 secured twenty dollars ; this sum he turned over to the boy, for 
 whose pitiable plight he fell himself largely responsible, and wha 
 was thus enabled to return to Leavenworth. Bill proceeded to the 
 southwest, and learning at Springfield that Gen. Curtis was still 
 on the Arkansas Eiver, reported to that officer for duty. 
 
 Curtis was extremely anxious to find out what Price intended 
 
WIL1> BILL. 
 
 to do, suspecting that another invasion of Missouri was intended: 
 Wild Bill was therefore despatched, for the third time, to enter 
 the lines and obtain as much information as possible. Making 
 the usual wide circuit, he passed through to Texarkana, where he 
 represented himself as a Texas cattle-drover. Thence he rode 
 onward to Ouachita County, where he traded his horse to an an- 
 cient darkey for a venerable jack and a dilapidated suit of 
 clothes, much to the old "uncle's^' astonishment and delight 
 Exchanging his gun for one which might almost serve Jefferson 
 when Eip awakes from his long sleep, he arrayed himself in the 
 baggy butternut trousers, faded to a dingy yellow, but the orig- 
 inal color of which was attested by an immense old patch which 
 " old auntie's unskillful needle had sewn upon one knee ; in th^ 
 blue vest, across which ran broad stripes of red ; in the coat, match' 
 ing the ground of the vest in hue, and ornamented with larg^^ 
 brass buttons, which might have satisfied the ladies' late passioi 
 for variety in such articles, since no two were alike. The clean 
 shaven face, where the silky moustache had drooped in solitary 
 glory, the shining locks of darker hair, were no longer to be seen 
 A rough brown mop covered the well-set head, a ragged beard 
 concealed the thin and sensitive lips and the firm jaw. The sin- 
 gular grace and dignity of carriage which made his six feet one 
 appear the ideal stature for a hero, was discarded for the shuffling 
 gait and slouchy manner which he well knew how to assume 
 Under such a disguise as this, who would recognize a man noted 
 for his great personal beauty ? 
 
 His appearance and manner, and his offer to fight as desperate* 
 ly as a certain apocryphal dog, of whose exploits he told long 
 yarns, if only they would furnish him ammunition, created consid- 
 erable amusement among Price's men, who promised themselves 
 rare fun with this green recruit. But great as was the change 
 in his appearance, it was not enough to conceal him from the - 
 sharp eyes of a corporal, who had known him in the days of 
 Jake Lawson. Whether he unconsciously resumed the easy, i 
 graceful bearing which was his by nature, or some other circum- , 
 stance betrayed that he was not what he pretended to be, certain 
 it is that the corporal's suspicions were aroused, and then confirm- 
 ed ; and he was speedy in reporting at headquarters that Wild 
 Bill, the Union spy, was in camp. JSTo time was to be lost, lest 
 the fearless scout, so valuable to the enemy, escape; and mili* 
 tary law condemned him to be executed the next morning. 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 371 
 
 Night came on j in a small log hut lay the condemned man, his 
 arms securely pinioned, and his every movement watched by an 
 armed guard, lately his comrade. But Price had been making 
 forced marches, for Curtis was after him with twice as many men 
 as in his army; and, tired out with the long day's travel, the 
 guard fell asleep. The prisoner was bound securely, and the 
 slightest movement would awaken him from his doze, thought 
 the soldier. Without, the wind howled and shrieked, the rain 
 
 fell in torrents ; within, the pris- 
 oner ruefully thought over his 
 condition, saying to himself how 
 easy it would be to escape if 
 his hands were only free. But as 
 he pulled and tugged at the 
 cords which secured them, the 
 knots seemed only tightened; 
 his wrists were cruelly abraded 
 by the rough rope. A sudden 
 gleam in a far corner, as a 
 flash of lightning shows him, for 
 a moment, the whole room wit! 
 all the distinctness of day-iight 
 and stealthily as a panther h^ 
 creeps towards it. The big bom 
 KILLING THE SLEEPING SENTINEL. ^^za Is au old, rusty casc-knifc; 
 of which only a portion of the blade remains. The handle is stuck 
 in the auger-hole in which the blade had been partly hidden, and 
 he patiently saws at the rope about his wrists. Back and forth, 
 until the last fiber gives way ; then, his hands once more free, he 
 grasps the knife, useless for the purpose of thrusting, and with 
 noiseless step approaches the door, against which leans the sleep- 
 ing guard. The knife is drawn across the sentineFs throat, and 
 from vein and artery gushes the life-blood. Arraying himself 
 in the dead man's uniform,^ and arming himself with the musket 
 that has fallen from the lifeless grasp, he makes his way, through 
 the darkness and the storm, out of the Confederate lines to Cur- 
 tis' camp. 
 
 But Wild Bill felt that he was too well known in the Confed- 
 erate army west of the Mississippi to make another such attempt 
 anything but suicidal, and though he continued to scout, he pos 
 itively refused to enter the enemy's lines again. We hear of no 
 
372 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 special adventure until 1864, when Price invaded Missouri the 
 second time. Wild Bill was then attached to the command of 
 Gen. Davis, who was only too glad to secure his services. 
 
 One day in the latter part of July, the scout, weary of long in- 
 action, started out on an independent expedition. Eiding quietly 
 along, he came suddenly upon three men, well-mounted and 
 armed. 
 
 " Dismount and surrender,^^ cried the three in a breath. Then^ 
 seeing a momentary hesitation on his part, they put their hands 
 to their pistols, threatening to shoot if he delayed any farther. 
 BilFs right hand had hung down beside his horse, unseen by the 
 Eebels, who were on his left; it grasped his revolver. Quick as 
 thought he raised it, and they had hardly divined his intentions 
 before two fell dead, the third wounded mortally. The dying 
 man, nerving himself to one last eifort, pulled the trigger of hi^ 
 pistol, and the bullet whistled past the scout, but without injur- 
 ing him. Bill secured the three horses, and led them back to 
 camp, where he made report to his commander, and turned ovei 
 to him the spoils of war. G-en. Davis, suspecting that all wae 
 not right about the horses, said to him, with a sternness to which 
 Bill was unaccustomed : 
 
 ^^You have been out of camp for four days without leave; 
 where have you been, and where did you get those horses 
 
 Tm not a private soldier, and as a scout I go where I please. 
 Tve turned the horses over to you, and it^s none of your d — — d 
 business where I got ^em.^' 
 
 This answer only seemed to increase the officer's suspicion? 
 that the horses had been stolen, and was, besides, a gross breach 
 of discipline in its disrespect to a superior. Bill was therefore 
 sent to the guard-house, and ordered under arrest until furtl^er 
 notice. We may imagine the general's surprise when, on mak- 
 ing the rounds that night, to personally inspect the camp, he saw 
 Wild Bill salute him with the most respectful gravity that one 
 soldier could show another. Without^ word to the scout he rode 
 directly to the guard-house, and demanded of the officer on duty 
 there why his men had let Wild Bill escape. 
 
 I beg pardon, sir,'' was the answer, " but he has not escaped. 
 He is still under guard." 
 
 Let me see him for myself." 
 
 But in Bill's place they found a man whose term of arrest had 
 expired that evening, and who, to give the popular soout his lib* 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 erty, had exchanged clothes with him and allowed him thus to 
 escape when the twilight prevented the guards from detecting 
 the trick; all the more readily deceived, perhaps, because not 
 unwillingly. The soldier's devotion was not without its reward, 
 for, touched by the feeling displayed. Gen. Davis invited both 
 men to headquarters, and regaled them with his choicest Cognac, 
 kept for special occasions. N"ow more courteously asked, Bill 
 told all the circumstances of his trip, first begging pardon for 
 his disrespect; and at his request, he was permitted to retain, for 
 his own use, one of the animals. This steed, a beautiful black 
 mare, evidently of full-blooded stock, became famous for her in- 
 telligence and docility when her owner rode her, though sh( 
 would permit no one els© to back her. To the training of Blacli 
 Nell Bill devoted all his leisure time, and felt himself richly re- 
 paid by the result reached in a short time. The dropping of hi& 
 hand in her sight was sufficient to make her crouch on the, 
 ground, and not s+ir until the signal was given to rise ; pursued 
 once by bushwhacjsers, chis saved his life, as he disappeared from 
 sight in the long grass of the prairies, and the puzzled pursuers 
 passed him. So obedient was she, that he once induced her to 
 mount a billiard table in a saloon and drink a quart of whiskey. 
 This happened in Springfield, and even the admiring bystanders 
 could hardly regret thattK ^ood liquor should be bestowed on 
 such a horse. 
 
 The fact that many Indians were employed in the Confederate 
 service, created some alarm in Kansas, where it was reported 
 that these savage enemies would soon attempt a massacre. A 
 Sioux chief, Conquerii^g Bear, reported to Gen. Curtis, who was 
 now at Leavenworth, that the Choctaws were arming, and would 
 soon be upon the settlements. By Wild BilFs urgent request, he 
 was permitted to go, unaccompanied by any one but Conquering 
 Bear, to investigate the state of affairs. Proceeding, then, to the 
 Sioux camp near Lawrence, the chief protested his friendship in 
 the strongest terms. Leaving the lodges of his people, they had 
 not gone far when he uttered a peculiar whoop and disappeared 
 in the bushes. Bill immediately found himself surrounded by a 
 band of the hostile Choctaws, who rushed upon him from every 
 side. Only the darkness and the wonderful sagacity of Black 
 Nell saved him, and by giving the Choctaw war-whoop occasion- 
 ally, and hiding in tKe long grass, he succeeded in so puzzling 
 them as to his location that tys escaped without injury. 
 
374 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 Vowing vengeance upon Conquering Bear, he obtained, on re- 
 porting to Gen. Curtis, a week's leave of absence. His acquaint- 
 ance with the Sioux language and manners enabled him to find 
 an ally in a young warrior of that tribe whom he found on the 
 streets of Lawrence. Liberality with whisky and trinkets ce- 
 mented the young brave's alliance with the white man, and by 
 his agency Conquering Bear Avas allured to a lonely spot about 
 three miles from town, the promise of a rich reward attracting 
 the chief. "Without any suspicion of a double meaning in this 
 expression, the Indian came, and as he and the young warrior 
 paced slowly along. Bill sprang from his hiding-place. A mo- 
 ment they eyed each other, each seeming charmed by the other's 
 gaze, as if two rattlesnakes should yield one to the other; but 
 the dead silence was at length broken by Bill, as he drew his 
 pistols and threw one to the savage chief. 
 
 ^' Defend yourself, you treacherous, lying red-skin." 
 
 But Conquering Bear knew too well the deadly aim of his an- 
 tagonist, and refused to fight with pistols. An effort to parley 
 was unavailing. 
 
 " If you don't fight, I'll shoot you like the good-for nothing 
 dog that you are," Bill hissed out from between his teeth, and the 
 •crembling Indian chose the bowie as the weapon to be used. A 
 level spot was selected, and the young Sioux instructed to pre- 
 pare it for the duel by clearing it of leaves and twigs inside a cir- 
 cle ten feet in diameter. The field of battle was prepared, but 
 Conquering Bear stood motionless. 
 
 "If you don't come and fight I'll shoot you dead in your 
 tracks.'^ 
 
 Aroused to defense by the threat, he leaped into the ring, knife 
 in hand, and the fight began. As the white man, stepping one 
 foot forward, made a pass with the long, keen-edged blade, the 
 Indian drew back as if to make a rush at him ; now with a tiger- 
 ish thirst for blood each leaps upon the other, his left arm clasp- 
 ing his antagonist's body, his right hand holding his knife, the 
 two blades edge to edge. So they cling together, each striving 
 to secure some advantage, however trifling; but in vain; they are 
 too evenly matched for that, and as the tense muscles, that have 
 stood out in great ridges on the white and the dusky body, relax, 
 they rest a moment. The gray eyes gleam like steel as they 
 turn with every movement of the savage, and the dark orbs of 
 the Indian are no less watchful. Ten minutes pass, and Conquer- 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 }ng Bear again springs forward. Wild Bill is not unready for the at- 
 tackj and once more the two broad and shining blades clash and 
 flash in the sun-light. Both saw that the grasp with which they 
 had held each other would mean certain death to the weaker, and 
 each distrusted his own muscular power as contrasted with that 
 of his assailant, so that both avoided the method first adopted, 
 and by vigorous passes endeavored to surprise his antagonist. 
 
 For some time each was 
 on his guard, so that the 
 passes of his enemy were 
 in vainj at last Bill sees 
 his opportunity, and 
 cuts at the Indian's heart; 
 but a medal on the broad, 
 tawny breast received the 
 blow, and the knife glanc- 
 ed aside, though not with- 
 out inflicting a gash sev- 
 eral inches long in the 
 chiefs side. But the thrust, 
 so nearly successful, has 
 exposed his own body, 
 and the savage makes a 
 desperate lunge at his an- 
 tagonist's heart. The 
 scout's left arm, however, 
 CONQUERING BEAR. has scrved as a shield for 
 
 the more vital part, and the flesh is stripped from the bone, from 
 the shoulder half-way to the elbow. Still they fought on, though 
 both grew weaker and weaker every moment, as the blood flowed 
 from these terrible wounds to the ground. Conquering Bear 
 saw that victory must come quickly if it precede death, and 
 once more made a pass at the scout's heart; but the blow was 
 skillfully parried, and in another instant the keen edge of the 
 white man's knife was drawn across the tawny throat ; for a mom- 
 ent the swarthy form swayed in the air, the head thrown back- 
 ward, then fell to the earth, the blood gushing from the ghastly 
 wound. 
 
 The young Sioux bound up Wild Bill's arm, and they proceed- 
 ed to Lawrence, where more skillful surgical aid was obtained ; but 
 for many a year he felt the consequences of the terrible gash* 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 Through the next year or two we need not follow him, since the 
 period was marked by no adventure of interest. Peacefully trap- 
 ping among the Sioux on the Niobrara, the young warrior who 
 had been with him when he fought Conquering Bear was his con- 
 stant companion; while this friend's sister, the ideal Indian mai- 
 den, pure and beautiful, was untiring in her devotion to the 
 handsome white stranger. Eeturning to the states. Bill went 
 directly to Springfield, Mo., then (1866) noted for its gambling 
 dens and gamblers. Our hero was by no mef:,ns averse to this 
 amusement or occupation, whichever it may be t(^rmed, and threw 
 himself, heart and soul, into the popular diversion. This town, 
 never noted as particularly quiet, was then the rendezvous for 
 the most desperate of those Missourians who had been in either 
 army. Ultra-loyalty was the guiding principle of the Eegulators, 
 a band of men in the service of the state, but paid out of the 
 national treasury, who had adopted as their war-cry; A swift 
 bullet and a short rope for returned Eebels V This feeling was 
 doubtless in consequence of the severity which, in the early days 
 of the war, the Southern sympathizers^^ had treated all who 
 seemed at all loyally disposed. It was the old story of every 
 wsly: the non-combatants nursing their wrath to keep it warm;'' 
 ihe real fighters brave and determined soldiers, but ready to ac- 
 cept peace as better than war. 
 
 When the war closed I buried the hatchet,'^ said our hero, 
 ^and I won't fight now unless I'm put upon." 
 
 It may be readily guessed from this that he was not aEegula- 
 tor, but one of the law and order party. 
 
 Among the denizens of Springfield was a certain Dave Tutt, 
 who had been a Eebel scout. Bill had killed Dave's mate, and 
 there was no love lost between them. Dave had tried for some 
 time to pick a quarrel with Bill, but with a laudable anxiety to 
 keep out of a fight, our hero had rather avoided him; especially 
 by refusing to play cards with him, since he well knew how easily 
 a difiiculty could be raised in such a case. One night, as Bill was 
 sitting in the saloon which both were accustomed to frequent, 
 playing poker with an acquaintance of both, he took out his 
 watch, and laying it on the table, said : 
 
 ^^ril play you a twenty-five dollar limit until one of us is broke, 
 or until twelve o'clock. I can't play any later than that."" 
 
 His antagonist agreed to this, and according to one of the pro- 
 posed conditions, the game would have come to an end very soon, 
 
WILD BILL, 
 
 as Bill, in a very short time, completely cleaned him out; but Tutt 
 fcitood behind the loser, and lent him money to continue the game. 
 More than two hundred dollars had changed hands in this way, 
 when Tutt, exasperated by the ill luck of the man he had been 
 backing, said: 
 
 ^^Bill, youVe got plenty of money, — ^pay me that forty dollars 
 yer owe me in that horse trade." 
 
 Bill handed out the bills, and Tutt continued, in an insulting 
 manner: 
 
 SPOnLIN-G FOR A FIGHT. 
 
 '^Yer owe me thirty-five dollars more; yer lost itplayin' with 
 me t'other night, don't yer remember?" 
 
 "I think yer wrong, Dave," answered Bill, quietly; ^^it's only 
 twenty-five dollars. Yer saw me set down how much I overbet. 
 and here's the figgers for it." 
 
 Dave afiswered not a word, until he had possessed himself of 
 Bill's watch • then : 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 " Fll keep this here watch until yer pay me that thirty-five 
 dollars/' 
 
 ^' I don't want to make a row here/' said Bill, in a low, deter- 
 mined voice; ^^it's a decent house, and I don't want to injure the 
 keeper. You'd better put that watch back on the table." 
 
 With an ugly grin, Tutt put the watch in his pocket and walk, 
 ed off wixhout a word. The scout^s face was white with rage, but 
 by a strong effort he controlled himself, and not all the persua- 
 sions of the bystanders could induce him to fight. For two days 
 he kept close in his room, anxious to keep out of a fight if it were 
 at all possible ; but when one of them said to him : 
 
 " Dave Tutt says he's a goin' tor pack that watch across the 
 fejquar' at noon ter-morrer, and tell folks when its twelve o'clock." 
 
 Human nature could bear it no longer. 
 
 ^^Dave Tutt shan't pack that watch across the square unless 
 dead men kin walk." 
 
 A little before noon, the next day, having cleaned and loaded 
 his pistols. Bill made his way to the public square, where he 
 found a considerable crowd of Tutt's friends and relatives. Many 
 dnd loud were the jeers with which they saluted him, but Bill 
 had not come to exchange words with them. As he came up 
 from the south, he saw Tutt standing on the west side, near the 
 courthouse. Unaccompanied, Dave started across the open space, 
 and Bill moved towards him. Tutt then showed his pistol, but 
 before he could point it, Bill was equally well prepared. Dead 
 silence reigned, as the bystanders breathlessly waited to see 
 which would shoot first. Both were famous shots, and the two 
 reports were so close together that the spectators could not tell 
 ivhich fired first; but when they saw Tutt reel and fall, they 
 knew that he had, in dying, thrown up his arm so that his bullet 
 went over his antagonist's head, and that Bill had fired before 
 Dave had pulled the trigger. 
 
 But, confident of his marksmanship. Wild Bill did not wait to 
 see the effect of his shot. Wheeling around, with his revolver 
 still leveled, he said to Tutt's friends, who had already drawn 
 their weapons : 
 
 " Ain't you satisfied, gentlemen ? Put up yer shootin'' irons, or 
 there'll be more dead mon here." 
 
 It war a fair fight,'' they said, as they obediently ^* put up 
 their shootin' irons." 
 
 With a most praiseworthy desire for justice, Bill delivered him- 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 self Tip to the law ; he was tried the next day, and acquitted, 
 since fee had acted ir. self-defense. The decision of the jury was 
 based rather uj)on the golden rule than upon any legal form or 
 precedent, but like many of the same kind, it gave entire satis- 
 faction to all concerned. 
 
 Leaving Springfield shortly after this, Wild Bill again went to 
 trapping in Nebraska, but only for a brief period. Having little 
 luck where he first tried for beaver, he determined to change hia 
 
 location, and on his way to the southeastern portion of the ter- 
 ritory, as it was then, hitched his horse before a country saloon, 
 went in and called for a drink. With an expression of curiosity 
 on his face, the saloon-keeper set out the black bottle and the 
 glass, which Bill proceeded to use. As he raised the glass to his 
 lips, a sudden push in the back splashed the liquor into his face, 
 and sent him staggering against the counter. One of the half- 
 dozen herders, all half-drunk, had taken this means to express 
 their resentment at the stranger^s lack of courtesy in drinking by 
 himself, when he might have company for the asking. A well- 
 directed blow, planted full between the eyes, sent the herder 
 reeling backwaid over the boxes on which he and his compaii' 
 
380 
 
 WILD BlLi 
 
 ions had been lounging. Turning to the other herders, Bill en* 
 
 deavored to convince them that this was a perfectly proper mode 
 of proceeding, but they would not listen to him. 
 
 ^> If yer don't believe me, then, I tell yer what Fll do. Til 
 fight any four of yer with pistols at five or fifteen paces, just as 
 you like.'' 
 
 "All right,'' answered the men, sobering up at the prospect 
 of a fight. The bar-keeper was chosen umpire, the distance — fif- 
 teen paces — marked off, and the combatants posted. 
 
 " Air ye all ready ? One, two, three — fire !" 
 
 As the sound of the last word died away, one man fell dead, 
 but a ball had pierced Bill's right shoulder, so that that arm fell, 
 limp and useless, to his side; but using his left hand with as 
 much dexterity as his right, he fired three shots in rapid succes- 
 sion, each one taking effect. Only one of his antagonists surviv- 
 ed, and he was badly wounded. Bill set out on the same day 
 towards Kansas City, judging that that was not a wholesome 
 neighborhood for him ; and remained at that place until his 
 W^ound was so far healed that he was able to accompany an ex- 
 pedition against the Cheyennes under Black Kettle. Gens. Carr 
 and Primrose were the commanders of the two forces, Wild Bill 
 and Buffalo Bill being each chief of scouts in a division. Hotly 
 pursued for more than a month, the Indians were at last brought 
 to bay on the north side of the Washita^ in Indian Territory, 
 fv^here they had placed themselves in such a strong position that 
 the most desperate fighting was required to dislodge them. But 
 i charge from both front and rear ?/u once drove them out of the 
 woods, and though the advantage had only been gained with 
 great loss to the troops, the yells of the soldiers seemed to say 
 that they did not intend to stop fighting until the Indians were 
 defeated. The two scouts, both famous for their marksmanship, 
 did good execution upon the Indians fleeing from covert to 
 covert. With reckless courage they charged into the midst of 
 the hostiles, firing with deadly effect as they rode. 
 
 The Cheyenne chief saw his warriors falling thick around him, 
 and knew there was no hope of victory. The Indian lacks the 
 stubborn courage of the white man; the savage seldom, if ever, 
 fights as Custer and his men fought on the Little Big Horn ; and 
 now Black Kettle turned and fled for his life. After him, regard- 
 less alike of tomahawks, spears and rifles, rode Wild Bill. Black 
 Nell shows her mettle j ug to tke chief's side rides the scout, and 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 into the chief's heart is plunged his knife. But a spear has 
 
 pierced his hip, and he is almost unhorsed ; only the timely as- 
 sistance of his friend and brother scout, Buifalo Bill, saves him 
 from the certain death which stares him in the fkce. He had 
 hoped to secure the chief 's scalp, but it is impossible; the poi« 
 soned spear has made so painful and dangerous a wound that he 
 must be taken back to Fort Hays in an ambulance. 
 
 Still suffering from the two old wounds that he had received in 
 his fight with Conquering Bear and in the Nebraska duel. Bill 
 concluded to return to his old home in Illinois i^r a visit. On 
 this scene we draw the curtain 3 the mother's welcome of the son 
 whom she had not seen for fourteen years, who had in that time 
 encountered so many dangers — on this, strangers have no right 
 to look. His fight at Chicago with a band of seven roughs we 
 omit for a different reason ; it presents no points of special inter- 
 est beyond the fact that while, before the fight, they were ex- 
 tremely curious to know the antecedents of" Leather-breeches,'^ 
 when he had gotten hold of a billiard-cue they were perfectly 
 satisfied with what they had learned of the man himself ; at least, 
 they did not ask him any more questions. 
 
 The fact that he received and accepted an invitation to act a? 
 guide to Vice-President Wilson and his party, in their trip to the 
 far west, shows conclusively how wide-spread was his reputation^ 
 but what were adventures to the ladies and gentlemen of that 
 party, were incidents of every-day life to Wild Bill, and it is not 
 until his return to Hays City that we find characteristic events 
 recorded of him. Here, in this frontier town of nearly two thou- 
 sand inhabitants, where there were nearly a hundred gambling 
 dens, and the saloons were innumerable, fights, often terminating 
 fatally, were of such every-day occurrence that the people de- 
 cided that they must have a marshal to regulate affairs. It was 
 hardly necessary to determine that it must be a man with a rep- 
 utation to fill the position, and Wild Bill's qualifications being 
 esteemed the most satisfactory, he was elected to the ofiice in 
 September, 1869. 
 
 "I kin clean out Hays City, and its marshal, too,^' boasted one 
 Jack Strawhan, whom Wild Bill had once assisted in arresting. 
 "I'll git even with that feller yit.'' 
 
 These threats were duly reported to Bill, and he was not un* 
 prepared, when, some six weeks after his election, he saw Straw- 
 han enter the saloon in which he was drinking with a party of 
 
WILD BIU* 
 
 friends. The desperado strolled up towards the bar with as much 
 indifference as he could put into his manner, and was within ten 
 feet of Bill, when, thinking himself unnoticed, he drew a heavy 
 navy. But Bill's sharp eyes had not lost a single movement, and 
 almost before the revolver was cocked, a bullet went crashing 
 through his skull to his brain. 
 
 " Come up, boys, let's all take a drink,^^ said the marshal, turn- 
 ing coolly to the bar again, and the coroner's jury, that very day, 
 returned a verdict of " served him right.'' 
 
 Akin to this was the case of the bully who wanted to run Hays 
 City. One part of the town, dismayed at the spectacle of a half- 
 drunken man flourishing two pistols, had consented to be run," 
 but one thoughtful individual went to find the marshal. That of- 
 ficial, in defiance of the laws which appear to govern all conser- 
 vators of the peace, was easily found, and readily obeyed the* 
 summons. As Mulvey, the desperado, went yelling through the 
 streets, pointing his pistols at all who were not sufficiently re* 
 spectful, he was approached by Wild Bill, and heard his quiel 
 tones saying : 
 
 ^' Stranger, I shall have to arrest you for disturbing the peace. 
 Come with me.'' 
 
 ^' Well, now, stranger, suppose you come with me. I reckon I'vq 
 got the winning hand." 
 
 That's so," answered Bill, ruefully, as he looked into the 
 muzzles of the two pistols, I can't beat that pair." 
 
 "No, I reckon you can't, and since you are so fresh it will be 
 a good thing for me to hang you up to dry. March !" 
 
 " Don't hit him, boys, he's only in fun," said Bill, as if to dep- 
 recate an attack on Mulvey from the rear. The desperado turn- 
 ed to see the " boys " who were not there, and fell dead as a bul- 
 let from Bill's pistol went home to his brain. So detestable had 
 Mulvey rendered himself that the citizens would hold no inquest 
 over his remains. No honor could be too great for the man who 
 had rid the town of two such characters as Strawhan and Mulvey, 
 and Bill met with thanks on every side for thus securing peace 
 to the town. His duties were easy for some months after this 
 occurrence. 
 
 The chief trouble came from the soldiers, who were stationed 
 about a mile from Hays City, and who did not regard themselves 
 as amenable to civil law. Wild Bill had arrested several of the 
 worst cases, at different times^ and had thus aroused their bitter- 
 
83 
 
 ^est enmity. It was in February, 1870, that he said to a big ser 
 geant, who was becoming uproarious, just what he had said to 
 the desperado Mulvey* 
 
 "How much do you weigh, Mr. Long-Hair asked the sol- 
 dier, astonished at his ** cheek." 
 
 " A hundred and sixty-five when I'm in a good humor/* re- 
 plied Bill, "but my fighting size is something more than a ton j 
 you come along with me.*' 
 
 WILD bill's fight WITH FIFTEEN SOLDIERS. 
 
 "I won't go with you now,'^ answered the sergeant, " but I'll 
 fight you in front of this saloon; and if you whip me^ Til go with 
 you ; and if I whip you, you'll come with me.'' 
 
 "Fight, fight, let 'em fight? A fair fight, now," broke in a 
 chorus of a do^en soldiers. There was no getting out of it; in 
 spite of his peaceful propensities Wild Bill must yield to the ma- 
 jority. All weapons were left in charge of the saloon-keeper, 
 and the fistic encounter began. But while the soldiers had been 
 so anxious to have the fight begin, when they saw how it went 
 on, they were equally anxious to end it. Fourteen of them came 
 to the rescue of their officer, and it might have farea worse for 
 Bill had not the saloon-keep^Ti saeii^ the immense oads against 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 Lis friend, gathered up EilFs pistols and, at great risk to himself, 
 pushed through the crowd with them. One of the soldiers wenf 
 down at the first shot. 
 
 ^^Look out!^' cried the crowd around them, " he's got a pistol.'* 
 
 It was a totally unnecessary warning, for before the words 
 were well uttered, two more fell. The remaining soldiers drew 
 their pistols, and as Bill retreated, firing as he went, seven balls 
 struck him. Smoky Eiver was the bar of safety which he had at 
 last placed between himself and his pursuers, and after swim- 
 ming this he dragged himself painfully onward. 
 
 Se(SPeting himself in a buifalo wallow, he tore up part of his 
 clothes to bandage his wounds. Exposed to the bitter cold, he 
 lay here for two days, suffering the most intense agony from his 
 fevered wounds ; then, weak from loss of blood and fasting, he 
 tore loose the bandages, now frozen stiff, from the ground to 
 which they had stuck, and wrapping his feet, from which he had 
 been obliged to cut his boots, in his undershirt, with slow and 
 painful steps toiled onward to the ranche of a friend. Knocking 
 at the door of the cabin, it was with a troubled face that his host 
 received him, for but little could be done. Not knowing that he 
 had been wounded, G-en. Sheridan had i^sueo an order to bring 
 in the marshal, dead or alive ; it was supposed tBat a long chase 
 would be necessary, and they had not thought of searching for 
 him so near home. For three weeks he lay in the loft of the 
 little cabin, tenderly cared for, and entirely unsuspected of being 
 in the neighborhood. When he had sufficiently recovered to 
 travel, he went in a box-car to Junction City, and remained 
 there until he had completely recovered. 
 
 The western climate had proved unhealthful to *iim, and when 
 his wounds were healed, Bill determined to go east. Some occu- 
 pation was necessary, and he determined to take to Niagara 
 Falls a number of Buffalo, and some Comanche Indians, that the 
 visitors there might be entertained, and he be enriched by a buf- 
 falo hunt such as, under ordinary circum.stances, could be seen 
 only on the plains. The work of catching the huge wild animals 
 proved more difficult than he had expected, but at last six were 
 secured, and four Comanches employed ; one of them being the pos 
 sessor of a tame cinnamon bear, and another of a monkey, which 
 were added to the menagerie. Trusting that the voluntary con- 
 tributions of the crowd would be amply sufficient^ he built only 
 a slight fence around the gr ound where the mock hunt was to 
 
WTLD BILL. ' 
 
 take place ; but the expense exceeded the receipts by more than 
 a thousand dollars, and after having spent all the money he had 
 in preparation, he was obliged to sell out to pay his hotel bill. 
 
 Returning to the West, and stopping at Abilene, Kansas, he was 
 agreeably surprised when they proposed to appoint him marshal, 
 for some source of income was necessary; his buffalo venture 
 had left him dead broke. Abilene was, if anything, worse than 
 Hays City had been when Bill first entered upon the same offic# 
 there. Being the central point from which the cattle raised in tha 
 Southwest were shipped, the herders were about the worst class 
 of visitors that ever afflicted a town. "Within two days, Bill had 
 signalized his appointment by killing a desperado who was mak- 
 ing things extremely lively; and a chance shot from Bill killed 
 his own deputy. The companion of the first desperado also pro- 
 voked his own death by an endeavor to avenge his friend. Af- 
 ter this triple tragedy there was comparative quiet in Abilene for 
 several weeks. 
 
 But peace was impossible in such a place, and late in Decern" 
 ber, 1870, there was an extensive riot, in which, as usual. Bill 
 came off victor. But so enraged was one man at the bodily in- 
 juries that had been inflicted upon him that he swore he would 
 have Wild Bill's heart. Returning to his Texas ranche, ke called 
 a council of eight men whom he knew were well fitted for his 
 purpose, and giving each one fifty dollars to pay expenses to 
 Abilene, promised to divide five thousand dollars among them 
 when any of their number should have killed Wild Bill and 
 brought his heart to the Texan as proof. In high feather they 
 started out, but being in possession of so much more money than 
 any of them had ever had before, perhaps, they got gloriously 
 drunk before they had been two hours in Abilene. With all the 
 self-importance of a tipsy rough, one of them boasted that they 
 had come on important business. 
 
 "What is it?^' asked a loafer. 
 
 But the rough only shook his head with drunken gravity. The 
 crowd caught up the question, and pressed him hard, until, un- 
 able to longer contain himself, he burst out with: 
 
 "We're a'goin^ to shoot Wild Bill and take his heart to Texas, 
 for his d — d interference with folks he ought ter let alone." 
 
 Bill had no lack of friends in Abilene, one of whom lost no time 
 in telling him what the Texan had said. BilFs resolution was 
 immediately taken. 
 
386 
 
 WILD BILL. 
 
 Go back to the crowd and tell them, quiet like, so's not to 
 make ^em suspect anything, that I'm a goin^ down ter Topeka by 
 the nine o^clock express, to git some new pistols, for mine ain't 
 any account; they're worn out, I reckouo'' 
 
 The information was conveyed to the party, and they took the 
 hint. Sobering up as rapidly as possible, they laid their plans. 
 Bill was fond of cards, and could be readily induced to pass from 
 one car to another in order to join in a game with one of them; 
 lurking enemies on the platform; a sudden stab in the darkness; 
 a body thrown from the train as it rushed by; eight men leaving 
 the car at the next station, and returning through the darkness 
 of the winter night to complete their hellish work, unwitnessed 
 by mortal eye. But Bill was on his guard. About ten or eleve' 
 o'clock, he left the car in which he was sitting, and with a pistui 
 in each hand, went to that in which he knew he would find his 
 would-be assassins. Satisfying himself of their exact position, 
 he threw open the door and walked up the aisle toward them- 
 Covering the gang with his pistols, he said : 
 
 "Now, you scoundrels, get out of this car, or FU put a bullet 
 in each one of you. Leave the train instantly.'' 
 
 His tone was so quiet that it would, of itself, have attracted 
 no attention from bystanders, but they saw shoot in his eyes,, 
 and prudently retreated backward to the door of the car. 
 
 "Jump,'* he commanded, as they hesitated a moment on tha 
 platform, and the muzzles gleamed ominously in the flickering 
 light from the next car. The train was rushing over the level 
 prairie at a fearful rate, but certain death awaited them here, 
 while that might give each a chance for life. Into the darkness, 
 then, each man leaped as the train sped onward ; one was killed 
 outright, three badly hurt by the fall ; but if they had not jumped, 
 there would have been none that escaped. 
 
 But it is hardly necessary to follow him farther during the re- 
 mainder of the time that he was in Abilene, or when he became 
 United States marshal of Hays City. His name was so well 
 known that in most cases the statement that Wild Bill was com- 
 ing, was enough to quiet a row at once. If the quarrel was not 
 stopped, he would say, on coming up : 
 
 " See here, boys, this has gone far enough now." 
 
 If an unusually desperate ruffian still manifested a desire for 
 more fight, the soft tones would again be heard : 
 
 "If you want any more, nere I am. You can settle with me." 
 
WILD BILL. 
 
 But the invitation was seldom accepted. A man who shot so 
 quickly and well as "Wild Bill was most thoroughly respected, 
 even in that wild western town. 
 
 Joining the Buffalo Bill combination in 1873-4, stage-fright, at 
 first, was a serious drawback to success, but in one of his earliest 
 performances he made a decided hit. Buffalo Bill, Texas Jack 
 and "Wild Bill were, in one scene, represented as sitting around 
 a camp-fire, telling stories; at the end of each adventure related, 
 the bottle was duly passed, but "Wild Bill failed to comprehend 
 the necessity for property" whiskey. Taking a drink, he said, 
 with great indignation, in a voice that could be heard all over 
 the house: 
 
 "You must think that I am i worst fool east of the Eockies, 
 that I can't tell whiskey from cold tea. This don't count, smd^ 
 can't tell a story unless I get real whiskey." 
 
 The building shook with the plaudits of the audience, and whe^ 
 Buffalo Bill had procured some "real whiskey," the play went 
 on with a first-class story that Wild Bill related. This was only 
 one instance of his disregard of stage conventionalities ; another 
 was his mischievous practice of firing so close at the " Indians" 
 that the poor supes were nearly frightened to death. Eeproved 
 by Buffalo Bill for this, he exchanged his stage suit of buckskin 
 for his ordinary street dress, and walked out of the theater, 
 leaving the stage carpenter to inform the principal actor that 
 "the long-haired gentleman that just went out told me to give 
 you his respects and tell you to go to thunder with your old 
 show." His second appearance on the stage was due to an un-i 
 successful attempt upon a faro bank in New York, but the "Wild 
 Bill Combination" was not of long life. 
 
 Eeturning to the West, he went to -Kansas City, thence to 
 Cheyenne, where he remained a short time, but soon decided to 
 go to mining in the Black Hills, where gold had been recently 
 discovered; a treasure soon to be bought with blood from the 
 Sioux and Blackfeet. Encamping with two companions in this 
 debatable land, he one day went to the creek, about a hundred 
 yards away, for a supply of water. Stooping to dip the water 
 from a hole in the ice, he spied, trotting up the creek, a silver 
 fox, the skin of which was worth fifty or sixty dollars. This was 
 too valuable a chance to be lightly thrown away, and drawing 
 his pistol from his belt, he started in pursuit. But quick as he 
 was, the fox, darting from cover to cover, eluded him for many a 
 
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 WILD BILL. 
 
 weary mile, and at last escaped him in the darkness. Eetracing 
 his steps when he saw there was no hope of success, he heard, as 
 he approached the camp, a terrible sound — the war-cry of the 
 Sioux. Creeping cautiously nearer, he saw the whole fcicene by 
 the light of the flames that consumed the cabin; fifteen or twen- 
 ty Indians, reveling in the possession of the keg of whiskey 
 which formed an important part of the miners' outfit, while the 
 belts of two were decorated each with a fresh scalp, reeking 
 with blood J the bodies of his companions were probably con- 
 sumed in the cabin. 
 
 Knowing that he would not be safe anywhere in the neighbor- 
 hood, he fled with all the speed he could command, not stopping 
 for rest until the next morni^^or. Nearly worn out with fatigue, 
 he then lay down under a treo »iid immediately fell asleep. The 
 ^ight was continued when he awoke and had satisfied his hungei 
 a sage-hen which he shot; and he thought he had a fair chance 
 of reaching Fort Fetterman, when, on the evening of the second 
 day, he discovered that the Indians were on his trail. They rap* 
 idly gained on him, and his chances began to look doubtful, aa 
 he had only one revolver, and two chambers of that had been 
 emptied. Four shots, then, remained, and with these he must 
 defend himself against a force so far superior in number. As they 
 came up within range, he fired one shot after another, and foui 
 Indians dropped from their ponies; then, retreating to the edge 
 of the precipitous bank, with his pistol still raised as if to fire 
 again, he leaped down to the creek below. A dizzy whirl through 
 the air, and he reached the creek beneath, falling into an air- 
 hole, and thus escaping all injury beyond a ducking in the icy 
 water of the creek. Keeping well under the ledge of rocks that 
 shielded him from view, he continued his journey along the 
 course of the stream, while above him the Indians searched for ft 
 descent to the bed of the creek. All night long the chase con- 
 tinued, if such it could be called when the savages expected to 
 find only the mangled body of the white inan on the ice; and in 
 the morning Bill, worn out by his long flight, reposed himself 
 behind the trunk of a large cedar. He awoke to find the day far 
 advanced, but cloudy and dark. Soon the thunder rolled heavily 
 in the distance, the earliest prophecy of approaching spring; 
 and the sound was echoed by another, the roar of the fiood that 
 eame rushing through the canons. 
 
 The danger waa imminent. Clingjbag to the rugged bank, he 
 
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 clambered slowly upward, while each momenx seemed an age, 
 A sound in a higher key than the rumbling of the thunder and 
 the roar of the waters, and for a moment he turned ; there were 
 the Indians, struggling, rider and horse, in the stream ; the wa- 
 iters swept impetuously onward, tossing the dark forms on its 
 seething mass of foam, and dashing them against the rocky sides 
 of the canon. At last the summit of the precipice was reached, 
 and the weary man, no longer flying from enemies, continued his 
 journey until he reached Fort Fetterman in safety, on the fourth 
 day after the attack on the camp. 
 
 Not contented with his experience there. Bill wished to organ- 
 ize an expedition to the Black Hills, of sufficient numbers to be 
 comparatively safe from the Indians; but was obliged to wait 
 until the following spring (1876). Going to Cheyenne in Febru- 
 ary of that year, to perfect arrangements, he again met a lady 
 whom he had admired for many years, and who became his wife 
 early in March. A wedding-tour to Cincinnati followed, and it 
 was not until the twelfth of April that the party of about two 
 hundred started from Kansas City. 
 
 Having discharged his duties as guide. Bill settled down in 
 Deadwood to watch for an opportunity for a profitable strike. 
 Deadwood needs no description, admits of none — a mining town, 
 peopled by adventurous roughs, built up of drinking saloons and 
 gambling dens. Frequent prospecting tours along the gulches 
 among the hills alternated with rest in the town, the monotony 
 being diversified by many games of poker. Much money, of 
 course, thus changed hands, and the last day of July Bill won 
 $500 from an adventurer named Jack McCall. The loser admit- 
 ted it was a fair game, and seemed as well satisfied as any man 
 could be under the adverse circumstances. As Bill was playing 
 with some others on the afternoon of the 2d of August, McCall 
 carelessly entered the saloon. ISTo one suspected that he had any 
 particular purpose in view, until, when he had reached a position 
 only about a yard behind Wild Bill, he suddenly drew a pistol, 
 and uttered the words : " D n you, take that ! 
 
 He fired at the head of his victim. The ball crashed through the 
 skull, passed through the brain, and came out through the right 
 cheek, imbedding itself in the arm of another player. Wild 
 Bill's head bent slowly forward, the cards fell from his relaxing 
 ftngers, and he fell prone on the floor. 
 
 Words cannot describe the excitement which reigned in Dead- 
 
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 woodo Wild threats of lynching the murderer were heard on 
 every hand, but the more orderly-minded prevailed upon thes<e 
 Vot-headed avengers to give McCall a fair trial, and the jury ac- 
 quitted him. But the court was improvised for the occasion, and 
 when the bully visited Yankton a few days later, boasting of his 
 deed, he was promptly arrested, brought before the legally es- 
 tablished tribunal, found guilty, sentenced, ahd hanged. 
 
 The murdered man^s body was taken in charge by his comrade 
 and friend, Colorado Charley, and a grave dug on the mountain 
 
 THE MURDER OF WILD BILL. 
 
 gide, where the pine-irees shaded the flower-studded sod. With 
 his rifle by his side, he was laid to rest. Not forever, for as the 
 town grew, the beauty of the woodland grave on the hill-side 
 departed, and reverently his friends removed to another resting- 
 place all that was mortal of one of the bravest scouts that Amer- 
 ^.ca has ever produced. 
 
 ^^He was a plainsman in every sense of the word,'' says Gen. 
 Custer, who knew him well as a scout; ^^yet unlike any other ot 
 his class. . . . "Whether on foot or on horseback, he was one ot 
 the most perfect types of physical manhood I ever saw. . - . His 
 manner was entirely free from all bluster or bravado. He never 
 spoke of himself unless requested to do so. His influence among 
 the frontiersmen was unbounded, his word was law. Wild Bill 
 
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 is anything but a quarrelsome man, yet no one but himself can 
 enumerate the many conflicts in which he has been engaged/^ 
 
 One notable peculiarity was his sincere regret at the invariable 
 termination of such contests ; and it was a notorious fact that 
 Wild Bill was always chief mourner at the funerals which he 
 made necessary, and frequently paid all expenses. In one in- 
 stance, at least, he went even farther, contributing to the support 
 of Mrs. McOandlas whom her husband left destitute, until her 
 death. 
 
CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 IS" the early part of 1845 there was born in Scott County, Iowa, 
 a boy whose name was destined to be known, within thirty 
 years, from California to Eussia, — ^William Frederick Cody, bet- 
 ter recognized by his famous and well-earned title of Buffalo Bill. 
 But his fertile farm in Iowa seemed to his father, Isaac, less desi- 
 rable than a " claim ^' in the far western gold country, and in 
 1849, when the California fever raged so fiercely, ho made an un- 
 'Buccessfal effort to reach the distant mines. P'or three years 
 dffcer this he remained with his young family Ii^ Iowa, during 
 tvhioli time little Billy was sent to school to get him out of the 
 wajy while his leisure time was spent in trapping quails. Thus 
 oarly began his love for hunting. 
 
 But Mr. Cody had not yet given up the idea of moving to 
 /Bom® new country, although California had so rapidly filled up 
 that golden opportunities no longer presented themselves in that 
 «tate. In March, 1852, then, he disposed of his farm, and, with his 
 femily, set out for Kansas. The journey gave no slight pleasure 
 ^.o the seven-year-old boy, to whom the corn-bread and negroes, 
 then so plentiful in that part of Missouri, were objects of equal 
 interest. When the family stopped near Weston, there to remain 
 until Kansas was open to emigrants, and the father, after a short 
 absence spent in establishing a trading-post at Salt Creek Valley, 
 returned to take his son over to Kansas, the boy^s delight knew 
 no bounds. Even the statement that two ponies, his own proper- 
 ,ty, there awaited him, could hardly add to his excitement. The 
 military parade at Fort Leavenworth, the fleets of prairie 
 schooners that dotted the green valleys, even the burial service 
 that the encamped Mormons held over one of their number, 
 preceded the arrival at the camp. There he found the frontiers* 
 men, who, clad and armed in the manner peculiar to the border, 
 were equally wonderful. They look like pirates/' was his child- 
 ish opinion. Yonder smUl grou^p of dark-skinned and curiously 
 
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 attired persons next claimed his attention, and the very fact that 
 they were Indians made him doubly anxious to interview them. 
 
 But his ponies were a disappointment, being so wild that they 
 ^ould not suffer him to touch them. One was caught, and he 
 enjoyed a ride upon it on the second day, but his father's hand 
 never Left the bridle. They were again at the agency in the 
 evening, when there came towards them, from a camp farthar 
 down the river, a magnificent specimen of western manhood; 
 more than six feet tall, and well built, his long, sinewy limbs an4 
 broad chest were covered with a beautifully beaded suit ef buck- 
 skin; a native of the prairies, his step was as light and elastic 
 as that of the Swiss mountaineer or the Scotch Highland lassie ; 
 his brown face was shaded by a huge sombrero. Looking at the 
 boy, who was trying to win the love of one of the ponies by 
 )7etting, he said: 
 
 ^'Little one, your ponies seem wild yet." 
 
 "Yes, and one of them has never been ridden." 
 
 "Well, ril ride him for you." 
 
 It was no effort to " witch the world with noble horseman- 
 ship," but only a wish to please a child. It might well have been 
 the first, for never a knight or king rode such a steed over such 
 a course. Eeariiig, plunging, using every endeavor to unseat 
 his rider, the pony at last concluded that it was a hopeless task, 
 and quietly submitted to the guidance of a master. 
 
 " O, that's nothing," answered the Californian to Mr. Cody's 
 praises; "I was raised on horseback. I ran away from home 
 when I was a boy, went to sea, and finally landed in the Sand- 
 wich Islands, where I fell in with a circus. I was with it two 
 years, and made a mark as a bare-back rider. But I heard of the 
 excitement over the discovery of gold in California, and went 
 there, but didn't go to mining. I went to work as a bocarro—" 
 catching and breaking wild horses. Last summer we caught this 
 herd that we have brought across the plains, and want to sell 
 it in the states. I'm going over to Weston to-morrow to see if 
 my uncle is still living there, and when we've sold the horses 
 I'll go and see the rest of my folks in Ohio." 
 
 " I am acquainted in Weston, and perhaps can tell you about 
 your uncle. What is his name ? " 
 
 "Elijah Cody." 
 
 " Elijah Cody ? Why, he is my brother." 
 
 Sure enough, the stranger, Horace Billings, was Mr. Cody's 
 
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 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 nephew, who naa iiever been heard from during all nis long ab- 
 sence. Bot^-een the young giant and his little cousin there soon 
 sprang up a ^strong friendship, the boy looking up to the man as 
 'Jie greatest of living beings, while the man looked upon the boy 
 something as a huge JSTcwfoundland looks at a diminutive black- 
 and-tan. Billings was soon afterward employed in catching gov- 
 ernment horses, a large herd of which had stampeded from Leav- 
 enworth some time before, and now roamed over the prairies. 
 During the time that he was thus employed, little Billy was his 
 constant companion, and received from him most excellent les- 
 sons in the management of a horse and the throwing of a lasso. 
 Many a wiid chase there was across the prairies, when the ani- 
 mals, with every muscle strained to the utmost, with nostrils di- 
 lated and ej^es glaring with terror, dashed madly onward, fol- 
 lowed closely by the reckless bocarros. The long lariat whirls 
 around and above the head of each man, as he gallops beside the 
 animal he has chosen; now he throws it, and the horse, half- 
 strangled, and unable by his brute instinct to account for the sud- 
 den compression about his neck, sinks struggling to the ground. 
 Of such scenes as these was the boy a delighted spectator, al- 
 though, of course, he did not possess sufflciei:jt strength to be of 
 any very material assistance ; but there was scon developed an 
 intense longing to be like this wonderful cousin. 
 
 Through the next few years we need not follow him; only 
 pauaing to note that his companions, boys from the neighboring 
 friendly Kickapoo tribe, taught him something of their language, 
 and from them he acquired considerable skill in the use of the 
 bow and arrow. Mr. Cody's avowal of his anti-slavery opinions 
 was rewarded by a murderous assault, from the effects of which 
 he had hardly recovered when his house was surrounded by a 
 pro-slavery mob, and he only escaped by disguising himself in 
 his wife's clothes; the ruse was not detected in the darkness. 
 Nor did a removal render him much safer. Learning of a plot to 
 kill her husband, Mrs. Cody sent her eldest son, now nine years 
 old, to warn him of his danger; as the boy rode on, he heard, 
 from a party of men encamped at the creek crossing, the words; 
 " That's the son of the old abolitionist we're after.'^ 
 In a moment came the order to halt. But onward dashed the 
 plucky little animal at his master's bidding, and those who pur- 
 sued him were soon distanced ; the boy realized how much de- 
 pended upon his escape, and rode without caring to spare even 
 
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 his beloved pony, /ov a long time Mr. Cody's life was not safe 
 m Kansas, especially in the neighborhood of his own house, and 
 it was only by stealth that he could visit his family. 
 
 In the meantime, Billy had been nearly heart-broken by the 
 theft of his pony. Meeting one day with Mr. Eussell, the great 
 freighter, whom he knew well, he poured all his troubles into 
 sympathizing ears. 
 
 Billy, my boy, cl«?er up. Come to Leavenworth, and FK em- 
 ploy you. ril give yoa twenty-five dollars a month to herd cattle,.'^ 
 
 Consoled for the loss of his steed by the brilliancy of his future 
 prospects, Billy hurried home to inform his mother of this mun- 
 ificent offer; but less dazzled by it than her son, she refused to 
 let him go. All his J> leading was in vain, and he was reduced to 
 the alternatives of stfa,ying at home, or running away. He chose 
 the latter, not returning for two months, when he brought a hun- 
 dred silver half-dollars to his mother, who had long before this 
 learned of his whereabouts, and consented to let him remain in 
 Mr. EusselFs employ. But she was not content that he should 
 long continue at this work, and persuaded him to stay at home 
 and go to school. For some time, acceding to her wish, he de- 
 moted himself to his books, until an unlucky fight with his rival 
 for the favor of a small maiden, ended in the infliction of a slight 
 cut on the thigh of his antagonist. Believing that he had killed 
 him, Billy lost no time in getting away, and soon reached a hav- 
 en of safety. 
 
 This was a freight train sent out by his former employers, the 
 wagon-master of which, John Willis, was an old acquaintance, 
 and now proved himself to be a friend in need. Mrs. Cody had 
 heard of Billy's fight, and was in considerable anxiety about him 
 when, that night, after the men connected with the train had er- 
 camped, he and his friend rode to her house. After m.uch solici- 
 tation, she gave her consent to the plan which they had formed, 
 although fearful lest her boy should fall into the hands of In- 
 dians. The event proved that her boy was quite able to take 
 care of himself. In accordance with the proposition that Willis 
 had made to him, then, Billy set out to Port Kearney with the 
 train, and spent the summer in herding. The death of his fath- 
 er, in the spring of 1857, rendered it desirable for him to con- 
 tinue in this work, and in May of that year he was one of the 
 hands accompanying a herd of beef cattle to the army of Gen. 
 Albert Sidney Johnston, who "Was then fighting the Mormons. 
 
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 iJUFPALO BILL. 
 
 Reaching a point on the South Platte some thirty-five miles 
 from Old Port Kearney, they encamped for dinner. As a matter 
 of habit, three men were posted as guards ; the cook was busily 
 _^etting dinner, and the wagon-masters and others taking a quiet 
 loonday nap. Notwithstanding the fact that no one was ever entire- 
 ly safe from attack, they thought nothing of Indians, having no 
 idea that there were any near them. The guards themselves 
 doubtless were cursing the unnecessary precaution which kept 
 them from enjoying a nap beside their companions, when they 
 heard on every side the war-whoop of the red man, and saw In- 
 dians who seemed to have sprung from the earth, or dropped 
 from the sky. As the men jumped to their feet and seized their 
 guns, they saw the cattle rushing off in every direction; the first 
 effort of a war-party being to stampede all the animals belong- 
 ing to the camp which they attack. The three guards had been 
 killed at the first fire of the savages, who now charged down up- 
 on the camp. Eeceived by a well-directed volley from the re- 
 volvers and yagers of the teamsters, they drew oif, but evidently 
 only to re-form for another attack. 
 
 ^^Make a break for the slough yonder," shouted Prank Mc- 
 Carthy, in charge of the herd ; and then we can use the bank as 
 a breastwork/' 
 
 Obeying the order, and carrying with them th3 one man who 
 had been wounded, they for sometime successfully defended them- 
 selves. But something more than defense was necesoary ; they 
 must reach the shelter of Port Kearney again, ibr the Indians 
 largely outnumbered them, and seemed as fresh as ever, while 
 the teamsters had no hope of reinforcements. 
 
 Well, boys, we'll try to make our way back to Fort ^ 'earney 
 \>y wading in the river and keeping the bank for a breastwork.'^ 
 
 Several miles were traversed in the manner indicated by their 
 leader; the Indians above them on the high, steep bank watch- 
 ing an opportunity to send a raking fire down upon them. A 
 raft of poles was constructed for the wounded man, and served 
 also, when they came to deep water, to keep their weapons dry 
 as they swam. Night came on, and still the relative position of 
 the two parties was unchanged. The strength of the boy began 
 to fail, and he lagged behind the others, now a few feet, now as 
 many yards, now still farther. Patiently he toiled on, summon- 
 ing all his powers of endurance. It was ten o'clock. Looking 
 up at the bright moonlit sky, he saw, darkly outlined against it. 
 
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 the plumed head of a warrior looking over thv. ^row of the bluff. 
 Sharp and clear rang out the report of Billy's gun, and with one 
 wild cry the Indian leaped up, and then fell forward into the 
 water — dead. 
 
 ^^"VVho fired that shot?'' shouted Frank McCarthy, as he and 
 the other men turned back upon hearing the report. 
 
 did/' answered the boy, 
 not a little proud of his first 
 effort. 
 
 ^^Yes, and little Billy has 
 killed an Indian stone dead, too 
 dead to skin," added one of the 
 men, as they came nearer, and 
 he caught sight of the dusky 
 form lying in the shallow water. 
 
 Above them, on the bank, the 
 Indians set up a terrible howl- 
 ing, and sent one or two vol- 
 leys of shot downward, but 
 they were fortunately so well 
 protected by the bank that no 
 harm was done. What would 
 the savages have said if they 
 had known that the warrior had 
 fallen at the hands of a boy 
 twelve years old? Theeventcre- 
 ated quite a sensation at the time ; Billy, on his arrival at 
 Leavenworth, was interviewed by a reporter, and he was soon 
 widely known as the youngest Indian killer on the plains. 
 
 Billy was now wedded to a lile on the plains, and in the sum- 
 mer of the same year was employed as extra hand on a train 
 bound for Utah. It was on this trip that he first met Wild Bill, 
 whose reputation and prowess made him as great a hero to the 
 boy as Kit Carson had been to himself. He had not yet earned 
 the title by which he became famous, but his powerful build, his 
 ability to " out-run, out-jump, and out-fight any man in the train," 
 the true manliness that never allowed his exertions of power to 
 become brutality, laid the foundations of the respect and love 
 which Buffalo Bill always felt for him, during a friendship that 
 lasted for nearly twenty years. But it was not his general char- 
 acter which first endeared him to our hero, but a special display 
 
 BILLY KILLS HIS FIRST INDIAJ^. 
 
398 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 of his lovable qualities and his readiness to defend the helpless. 
 A surly, overbearing fellow, one of the teamsters, had for some 
 time taken particular delight in bullying and tyrannizing over 
 Billy, when one day, while they were at dinner, he ordered the 
 boy to perform some small service for him. Billy hesitated a 
 moment, and the teamster gave him a slap in the face, that sent 
 him from the ox-yoke on which he was sitting, sprawling on the 
 ground. Jumping up with a mad wish to revenge the insult, 
 jBilly snatched up a kettle of boiling coffee and threw it at him. 
 Smarting at the boy^s retaliation no less than at the scalding 
 received, the teamster sprang at the boy with all the ferocity of 
 a wild beast, only to be stopped midway in his course, felled by 
 a blow from Wild Bill. 
 
 " What's it yer business, anyhow he demanded, as he rose 
 and drew his sleeve across his face to wipe away the blood ; 
 
 What did yer hev to put in yer oar for, Td like ter know V 
 
 " It is my business to protect that boy, or anybody else, from, 
 abuse or kicks,'^ answered Wild Bill, his gray eyes, glittering 
 like steel, fixed steadily upon the angry teamster; and if you 
 ever lay a hand on little Billy again, TU give you such a pound- 
 ing as you won't get over for a month of Sundays/' 
 
 As in after years, the statement that whoever wants any more 
 of a fight must settle it with me," was enough, and Billy was not 
 again molested either by that teamster, or by any who might, 
 otherwise, have been so disposed. 
 
 The same point at which, on the previous trip, they had been 
 attacked by the Indians, again proved to be the scene of misfor- 
 tune, for the Mormons, learning that the supplies in this train 
 were destined for Gen. Johnston's army, surprised and attacked 
 the teamsters, possessed themselves of such goods as they could 
 carry off, and burned the wagons and the bulk of their contents, 
 Returning to Fort Bridger, they spent the long and tedious win- 
 ter, suflPering greatly from lack of food. Eedueed to one-quarter 
 rations, they were at last obliged to kill the cattle for beef. 
 Buffalo Bill, in his Autobiography, asserts that the animals were 
 so poor that they had to prop them up to shoot them down. But 
 better times came with the opening of spring, and two trains,, 
 under the command of the brigade-master, set out by way of 
 Port Leavenworth for Utah. 
 
 The two trains were about lifteen miles apart when Simpson, 
 the brigade-master, directed his assistant wagon-master. Woods, 
 
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 399 
 
 and young Cody, to ride ahead with him to the forward train. 
 They had gone about seven miles, and were on a high, flat sur- 
 face of considerable extent, when, half a mile away, they saw a 
 body of Indians slowly emerging from a ravine ahead of them. 
 Down came the savages in a furious charge upon the little party. 
 But a warm reception awaited them. Jumping from his own 
 mule, Simpson gave the order to dismount and shoot the animals. 
 Jerking the carcasses around the men to form a triangular breast- 
 work, he had hardly completed his arrangements for defense 
 when the Indians were so near that they were almost within range. 
 
 " Get ready for them with your guns, and when they come 
 within fifty yards, aim low, bla^e away, and bring down youi 
 man/' 
 
 The order was faithfully obeyed, and three Indians fell at th^ 
 first fire. Only one or two of the savages, luckily, carried rifles 
 most of them being armed only with bow and arrow. Arounc^ 
 and around the little fortification they rode, directing a flight of 
 arrows every now and then against the men crouching there, and 
 firing as fast as it was possible to reload. Withdrawing at las< 
 to a considerable distance, they appeared to be holding a council. 
 This continued for about two hours, while the white men, in fev 
 erish haste, dug up with their knives the earth inside the barri 
 cade, throwing it around and over the mules to form abetter do 
 fense. An efl'ort on the part of the Indians to burn them out b'p 
 setting fire to the prairie failed, on account of the shortness ol 
 the grass ; and, finally giving up the idea of succeeding by an aji 
 tack, the redskins began a siege. 
 
 Evidently the Indians knew of the first train, but not of th^^ 
 second, in which lay the only hope of the besieged party. The 
 siege lasted all night, and far into the next morning. The sun 
 indicated about 10 A. M., when they heard in the distance the 
 report of the bull-whips, sharp and clear as that of a rifle. In a 
 few moments they saw the foremost wagon coming slowly over 
 the distant ridge, and soon the whole outfit came in sight. Once 
 mom fer^/-« V 'A %dia<2is charged upon our little group, 
 
 atixi, rx^puistrci US gaii'aiiti^ viT^ xfx^x^^'e, dashed away OT^^r th^ i^y-ai- 
 ries. No other incident marked their progress over the plain*. 
 
 Let us pass lightly over the next few years, spent partly in thgb 
 same work, partly in mining, partly as a pony express rider. 
 The latter part of 1859 found him trapping for beaver on the tri- 
 butaries of the Eepublican, where a serious accident befell him. 
 
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 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 Spying a herd of elk, Billy and his companion started in pursuit 
 of them, but while turning a sharp bend in the creek the former 
 slipped and broke his leg. One of their yoke of oxen had fallen 
 a short time before, and it being impossible for them to cure the 
 poor thing's hurts, they had shot it. Billy now begged his friend 
 to put him out of his misery in the same way. But Harrington set 
 the broken bone as best he could, and making the wounded boy as 
 comfortable as possible, set off to the nearest settlement, one hun- 
 dred and twenty-five miles away, to get a yoke of cattle with 
 which to remove Billy. At least twenty days would be needed 
 for the trip, and during this whole time the helpless boy must 
 be left alone. Twelve days passed, each one longer than the pre- 
 Beding one had been, and the boy wearily counted the time that 
 must go by before any one could come. In the midst of the cal* 
 gulatioDS which had been repeated so often, he fell asleep. j\ 
 touch on his shoulder awakened him, and he opened his eyes t(. 
 lee an Indian warrior standing beside him, his face hideously 
 ' daubed with war-paint. In a mixture of Sioux and broken Eng 
 Hsh, this grisly visitor asked him what he was doing there, and 
 kow many companions he had. Hardly knowing if he were* 
 Stwake or dreaming, Billy heard the voices as of a large party 
 Dutside, and saw the little dug-out filled with Indians, but had 
 time to reply before the old chief, Rain-in-the-Face, entered. 
 
 To him Billy appealed, and not in vain. His young men wer^ 
 on the war-path, but this was a "pappoose,'^ and they consented 
 to spare him. Billy had been a frequent visitor to the lodge of 
 Eain-in-the-Face, and the old chief pitied his condition; but tooJi 
 all the arms in the dug-out to accoutre one of his warriors, who 
 had no gun. Helping themselves liberally to the provisions 
 which they found, the Indians spent the remainder of the day 
 and all night there. The sugar and coffee were all consumed, 
 these being luxuries for which the Indians eagerly seek. Taking 
 iwith them such cooking utensils as they fancied, they departed 
 next morning, leaving Billy too glad to escape with his life to 
 grumble at their helping themselves to his food. 
 
 The next day it began to snow, and for three days the storm 
 continued. Thick and fast fell the flakes, blocking the doorway 
 and covering the dug-out until it looked like a huge grave. The 
 wood was under the snow, and sooner than endure the pain which 
 attended the getting it, he lay without fire for some time, eating 
 raw frozen meat and snow, Hajf ington, he felt sure^ had beep 
 
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 401 
 
 lost in the snow, ana he had nearly given up all hopt?^ leaving 
 the dug-out alive. The hoarse *^whoa, haw!'' that he heard on 
 the twentieth day was the sweetest music that had ever pleased 
 his ears. The two friends greeted each other with all the enthu" 
 siasm of two school-girls, each having supposed the other had per- 
 ished. They reached the settlements in safety, but it was many 
 months before Billy could walk without crutches. Harringtoi 
 had braved many difficulties and hardships to succor his friend, 
 and Mrs. Cody could not do enough for him when he fell sick at 
 her house in the spring, she nursing him most tenderly until 
 his death. 
 
 While he lay in the dug-out, Billy had vowed that if he escap- 
 ed with his life he would leave the plains forever, but as the 
 summer came on, and he had completely recovered from the ef- 
 fects of his accident, he began to long for the old life. Offering 
 himself as a pony express rider, he was greeted with : 
 
 " My boy, you are too young for that work. It takes all of g 
 man's strength." 
 
 " I rode two months last year on Bill Trotter's division, and 
 filled the bill then, and I think I am better able to ride now." 
 
 " What ! are you the boy that was riding there, and was called 
 the youngest rider on the road ? " 
 I am the same boy." 
 
 ^' I've heard of you before. You are a year older now, and 3 
 reckon you can stand it. I'll give you a trial, anyway, and xt 
 you weaken you can come back to Horseshoe station and tem^l 
 stock." 
 
 He was assigned to duty on the road between Eed Buttes, on 
 the North Platte, to the Three Crossings of the Sweetwater, a 
 distance of seventy-six miles. Eiding into the latter one day not 
 long after his appointment, he found that the rider who was ex- 
 pected to carry on the letters that he brought had been killed in a 
 drunken row the night before, and there was no one to take his 
 place. Without a moment's hesitation, Cody changed horses, 
 and undertook the extra ride of eighty-five miles. Arriving at 
 the end of the route in good time, he turned and rode back to 
 the starting-point, accomplishing a distance of more than three 
 hundred miles on the round trip. 
 
 The Indians were becoming very troublesome along the stage 
 route, continually lying in wait for the express riders and the 
 coaches 3 and all, especially the Ion© riders, had to take many 
 
BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 desperate chances. The drivers and passengers of all stages de- 
 parting were armed to the teeth, and it was quite an interest- 
 ing sight to see the huge affairs load up and start off from a sta. 
 tion. It was always realized what perils might beset them 
 on the way. About the middle of September the savages gath- 
 ered sufficient courage to openly attack a stage. As the heavy 
 vehicle lumbered on, five hundred Sioux appeared from the long 
 grass, where they had lain concealed, and, yelling like so many 
 devils let loose, rushed upon them. Passengers and employes 
 were well armed, but the odds were too great; the driver 
 and two passengers were killed, one man badly wounded, and 
 the stage plundered. Much stock was driven off from the dif- 
 ferent stations, and it was finally decided to stop the pony express 
 for at least six weeks, and run the stages only occasionally for 
 the same length of time. 
 
 ItVas while nearly all the employes of the road were thus ly- 
 ing idle that it was decided to send out a party of volunteers 
 against the Indians. Of this company Billy was one, but as the 
 incidents and results have already been related in the sketch of 
 the captain, Wild Bill, it is unnecessary to repeat the story here. 
 
 Eeturning to headquarters, Cody, who had made himself quite 
 a favorite, was put on as an extra rider as soon as the pony ex- 
 press was again running having little to do except on extraor- 
 dinary occasions. Having much leisure, he devoted considerable!, 
 time to hunting, a sport to which he had been attached ever since, 
 at the age of five or six years, he had trapped quails in Iowa. 
 Starting out for a bear-hunt one day, he had gone some distance, 
 and killed only some sage-hens, which he was about to cook for 
 his supper, when he heard the whinny of a horse near by. Know- 
 ing of no white men in the neighborhood, and fearing that the 
 animal might belong to a roving band of Indians, he determined 
 to make a reconnoissance. Ee-saddling his horse and tying him 
 securely, so as to prevent his straying with his fellows, he start- 
 ed up the stream, gun in harH. On the opposite side of the creek, 
 high up on the mountain, he soon saw a light shining through 
 the gathering darkness. Approaching cautiously, he found that 
 it came from a dug-out on the mountain-side, from which he heard 
 voices. At last he could distinguish the language in which they 
 spoke — it was English. Knowing that the occupants of the hut 
 were white men, and supposing them to be a party of trappers, 
 ke walked boldly up to the door and knocked for admission ; in 
 
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 answer to the inquiry from within, "Who's there?" he replied: 
 "A friend and a white man/' 
 
 "Come in/' and a big, ugly-looking fellow opened the door. 
 It was too late to back out, though Billy would have readily done 
 so when he discovered into whose hands he had fallen. They 
 were eight as rough and villainous looking men as he had ever 
 seen in the whole course of his adventurous life. Two of them 
 he recognized as teamsters discharged some time before, and 
 now sought because they had robbed and murdered a ranchman. 
 Without showing any signs of recognition, however, he conceal- 
 ed his fear and distrust. 
 
 "Where are you going, young man, and who's with you?" 
 
 "I am entirely alone. I left Horseshoe Station this morning 
 for a bear-hunt, and not finding any bears, I had determined to 
 camp out for the night and wait till morning; and just zz I was 
 going into camp, a hundred yards down the creek, I beard one 
 of your horses whinnying, and then I came up to your camp." 
 
 "Where's your horse?" 
 
 "I left him down the creek." 
 
 "We'd better some of us go down after it." 
 
 " Captain, I'll leave my gun here and go down to get him, and 
 then come back and stay all night here," said Billy, thinking 
 it would be better to escape without his gun than not at all. 
 
 "No you don't, my fine young fellow," thought the despera- 
 does, " we don't know but whr.^. you're a spy on us." 
 
 "Jim and I will go down with you after your horse," one of 
 them said, "and you can leave your gun here all the same, fov 
 you won't need it." 
 
 "All right," answered Billy, who could raise no objection. 
 
 " Come along, then." 
 
 As they reached the little camp one of them unhitched the 
 horse and said, "I'll lead him. Come on." 
 
 "Very well; I've got a couple of sage-hens here. Wait a min- 
 ute till I get them." 
 
 On they went, the man who led the horse in the van, Billy in 
 the middle, the other bringing up the rear. 
 
 Although he had left his gun at the dug-out, he fortunately 
 had both of h^*«=i revolvers, and the first plan of escape having 
 failed, he quicRiy hit upon another. 
 
 "I've dropped one of the sage-hens," he said presently, with 
 vexation, to the man following him; "do you see it anywhere?" 
 
Ihe ansuspectin^ ^lan stooped to look upon the ground, while 
 Billy, quickly drawing one of his revolvers, struck him a blow 
 on the head that knocked him senseless. Hearing the blow, the 
 man who was leading the horse turned, his hand on his revolver, 
 ready in true frontier fashion for the emergency, whatever it 
 might be. Peering through the darkness, he had not discovered 
 what was wrong, when Billy fired, shooting him dead in his 
 tracks. ISTo time was to be lost, and jumping on his horse our 
 hero rode down the creek at full speed. 
 
 The shot was heard at the dug-out, and not very sure of their 
 
 ESCAPING FROM THE HORSE TmEVES. 
 
 guest's intentions, the outlaws came rushing down jo the stream. 
 They found the body of their comrade that had been killed, and 
 Jearned from the other, who had by this time recovered con- 
 sciousness, what had happened. On they came, then, in hot pur^ 
 suit, and although unmounted, gained rapidly upon Cody, as 
 the ground was so rough that his horse could make but little 
 headway. At last they came so close that he saw he must re- 
 sort to strategy, and throwing himself from his horse, he gave 
 the animal a hard slap with the butt of one of his revolvers, and 
 scrambled up the mountain sid®. Xhe horse started down thr 
 
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 407 
 
 valley, and the pursuers, led on by the sound of his hoofs clatter* 
 ing on the hard ground, passed at fall speed by the pine-tree be- 
 hind which Cody was hidden. Soon he could hear them firing, 
 supposing that he was still on the horse, and cheered by this evi- 
 dence that he had given them the slip, he toiled on toward Horse- 
 shoe Station, twenty-five miles away. A party of twenty well- 
 armed men started the next morning to clean out the ranch of 
 horse-thieves, for such were his hosts of the evening before, but 
 the birds had flown. A thorough search of the whole neighbor- 
 hood gave no other result; but for some time afterwards they 
 were not troubled by horse-thieves. 
 
 When the war broke out in 1861, young Cody became a mem- 
 ber of Chandler's company, a body of men enlisted for the pur- 
 pose of revenging upon the Missourians the injuries inflicted 
 during the Kansas troubles. Missouri had not seceded, nor did 
 all of her people sympathize with the South, but it was a slave 
 state, and, they thought, fair game. The services to the Union 
 consisted in collecting horses from the well-stocked farms in 
 Jackson, Lafayette, and the neighboring counties; the animals 
 not being turned over, however, to the authorities. The Missouri- 
 ans naturally resented this behavior — there is nothing they hate 
 as they do a horse-thief, — and in several running fights chased 
 the jayhawkers back to Kansas. The United States ofiicials set 
 detectives on the track of Chandler and his men, and several 
 were arrested ; but not before Mrs. Cody had set the matter in 
 its true light before her son, and induced him to abandon an en- 
 terprise that was neither right nor honorable. 
 
 But Billy was destined for more legitimate work as a soldier. 
 Passing over the remainder of 1861 and the beginning of the next 
 year, during which time he was employed in buying horses for 
 the government, we find him, in the spring of 1862, accompany- 
 ing, as scout and guide, the volunteer regiment which CoL Clark 
 led against the Indians. It will be remembered that this was the 
 vear that the Sioux, enraged by the violation of the treaty made 
 seven years before, committed so many robberies and massacred 
 so many settlers. The Ninth Kansas perfo-rmed scouting service 
 along the Arkansas, among the Kiowas and Comanehes, who 
 threatened coalition with the more northern tribe; but though 
 there were several skirmishes with the savages, there were none 
 <5i especial interest or importance. Leaving this service late iB 
 the fall, he joined the Eed-Legged Scouts, operating in the valley 
 
BUFFALO BILU 
 
 of the Arkansas and in southwestern Missouri, Mu'^h of their 
 time was employed in hunting bushwhackers, among whom the 
 notorious Younger brothers were prominent, and many were the 
 lively skirmishes between them. Employed also in carrying de- 
 spatches, the short periods of time spent at the various military 
 posts were passed in all the festivity that each place allowed. 
 
 But darker days were coming. His mother died in Novem- 
 ber, 1863, and for a long time Billy mourned her with all the 
 ardor of his nature. Going to Leavenworth, l\e tried to drown 
 care in drink, and for two months gave fair pi'omise of becom- 
 ing as disreputable as any of his new associates. Awaking one 
 morning, early in the new year, he found himsolf a soldier in the 
 Seventh Kansas. "When or how he ha^^ ep listed, he could not tell, 
 but knew that he must have been fiiy gone a spree, and con- 
 cluded to make the best of it. In the spring, the regiment was 
 ordered to Tennessee, where Cody soon became & non-commis- 
 sioned officer, and was put on detached service as a scout. The 
 Seventh was ordered back to Missouri and performed good work 
 in repelling Price's last raid. Wild Bill and Billy Cody were 
 frequently together during this campaign, after the escape of the 
 former from the Confederate lines. 
 
 Service in St. Louis in the winter of 1864-5 resulted in an ac- 
 quaintance with a young lady of this city whom he married in 
 the spring of the following year. The interval between the close 
 of the war and his marriage was spent in stage-driving, but hav- 
 ing promised his wife that he would leave the plains, he rented a 
 hotel in Salt Creek Valley, and for a few months settled down 
 'to the business. Many qualities corxibined to make him a good 
 and popular landlord, but six months of it proved enough for 
 him. Longing for the old wild life again, and believing that ht? 
 could make more money on the frontier than where he was, he 
 started west. Meeting at Junction City with his old friend Wild 
 Bill, who was scouting for the government, and learning from 
 him that more scouts were needed, he had no difficulty in obtain- 
 ing employment. It was while he was scouting around Fort 
 Hays that he met with Gen. Custer, who had just come out with 
 Gen. Hancock's Indian expedition. Custer's favor was soon 
 gained, and when Cody had acted as guide for him in one in- 
 stance, he said : 
 
 ^' If you were not engaged as post scout at Port Hays, T would 
 like to have you with me this summer. But if you ever happen 
 
BUFFALO BILL- 
 
 409 
 
 to be out of employment, come to me and I'll find you something 
 to do/' 
 
 It was shortly after this that an expedition was sent in pursuit 
 of some Indians who had made a raid on the K. P. E. E. Five 
 or six men had been killed, here and there a workman who was 
 at some distance from his fellows, and about a hundred horses 
 and mules had been run oif. A company of the Tenth Cavalry — 
 a negro regiment — was sent against them, Cody being scout and 
 guide. A mountain howitzer was sent with the force, and the 
 darkeys, confiding in this and in their own courage, boasted 
 loudly : 
 
 Soon 's we kin see dem Injuns, we'll blow dem clar offer de 
 farm/' • 
 
 On the second day out, they suddenly discovered a large body 
 of Indians about a mile away, and charged down upon them. 
 Hastily placing his howitzer on a small knoll, the commander 
 detailed twenty men to guard it, and with his remaining force, 
 crossed the little stream to meet the Indians. Hardly had they 
 reached the other bank, when they heard a terrific yelling in 
 their rear, and looking back to the slight eminence where the 
 gun hal been left, saw the guard flying towards them on the 
 vv^ings cf fear, pursued by a hundred red-skins. The captured 
 cannon vas in the midst of another large party, who danced 
 dround it as if they wished to invoke the great divinity of gun- 
 powder. Turning his command back, the leader soon regained 
 possession of the gun, which the savages did not know^ how to 
 use, and the troops, dismounting, and taking position there, 
 finally, after two hours' hard fighting, gave up the idea of 
 '^blowing de Injuns offer de farm." 
 
 Heah dey come," the darkeys would yell, as the redskins 
 charged down upon them. 
 
 Dere muss be ten tousand of dem." 
 " Do whole country's alive wid dem." 
 
 Massa Bill, does you t'ink we's eber gwine to git out ob 
 heah?" 
 
 The commander was wounded, the gun was useless. 
 
 VDo you think there's any show for us to get back to the 
 fort, Cody?" asked the officer, when he saw that the Indians 
 seemed to be constantly receiving reinforcements, 
 
 " Yes, I think there's a very good show for it," was the cheer- 
 ful answer; and through the gathering darkness they made their 
 
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 411 
 
 escape and arrived in safety at Fort Hays, although several men 
 had been killed. 
 
 A business venture soon promised to make our hero a million- 
 aire. In company with a railroad contractor he formed a project 
 for building a town on the line of the new road. The site was 
 duly surveyed and staked o& into lots, one of which was present- 
 ed to any one who would build on it, the corner lots and other 
 desirable situations being reserved for sale at fifty dollars each. 
 
 Eome was not built in a day,'^ but this modern place of the an- 
 cient name grew in a month's time to a t wn of two hundred 
 frame and log houses. One day a strange gentleman dropped 
 into the store that Cody and his partner had established, and af- 
 ter some conversation on general subjects, said to them : 
 
 Gentlemen, you've got a very flourishing little town here. 
 Wouldn't you like to have a partner in your enterprise ? '' 
 
 '''Noy thank you. We've got too good a thing here to whack 
 up with anybody.'^ 
 
 ^^Well, I'm the agent of the Kansas Pacific Eailroad, and my 
 business is to locate towns for the company along the line.'^ 
 
 ^^I reckon we've got the only good town site in the neighbor- 
 liood, and as a town is already started, we have saved the com- 
 pany considerable expense." 
 
 You know as well as I do that the company expects to make 
 money by selling lands and town lots ; and as you are not dispos- 
 ed to give us a show, or share with us, I guess I'll have to start 
 anotheo* town near you. Competition is the life of trade, you 
 Know.'^ 
 
 Start your town, if you want to. We've got the bulge on you, 
 and can hold it," was the confident answer. 
 
 The very next day Hays City was begun, one mile east of 
 Eome. Here the railroad company would locate their round 
 houses and machine shops, Hays City was to be the business 
 center, and to Hays City went all Eome — literally, for the inhab- 
 itants took their houses. Three days after the interview related, 
 our speculators stood in front of their own store and watched 
 the removal of the last remaining building in Eome to the rival 
 oown. The agent proved to be a good fellow," however, and the 
 late proprisetrrs of Eome spent many days in bufi'alo-hunting on 
 the surrour d.ng prairie. Knowing their dow2i-lieartedness over 
 the failure o ' their speculation, he presented each of them with 
 two first-clasF " usiness lots in Hays City. 
 
412 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 Having finally concluded that it was useless to think of reviv- 
 ing Eome, the two devoted all their time to fulfilling their rail- 
 road contract. 
 
 Being pushed for horses, Cody put his favorite saddle-horse, 
 Brigham, to work; but he had about given up the idea of using 
 him for this purpose when one of the men called out that there 
 were s^^me buffaloes coming over the hill. 
 
 ^^ril go after the herd,'' our hero answered; "hitch your 
 iiorr or to a wagon and come after me, and we'll bring in some 
 fresL neat x^r supper.'' 
 
 His sad lie had been left at the camp, a mile away ; so taking 
 the harness from Brigham, and mounting him bareback, he start- 
 ed after the game. While he was on the way, he saw five oflScers 
 ride from the fort, evidently bent on the same errand. As they 
 came nearer, he perceived that they were strangers, having but 
 lately arrived in that part of the country. 
 
 "Hello, my friend," called out one, whose uniform showed he 
 Tanked as captain, " I see you are after the same game that we 
 are." 
 
 "Yes, sir; I saw those buffaloes coming over the hill, and as 
 l7e were about out of fresh meat I thought I would go and get 
 ?5ome/' 
 
 Brigham had on a blind bridle, and looked like a common 
 tvork-horse. Accomplished buffalo-hunter as he was, he was not, 
 at the best, as stylish or handsome an animal as one would ex- 
 pect to see. 
 
 "Do you expect to catch those buffaloes on such a horse as 
 that?" asked the captain. 
 
 " I hope so, by pushing on the reins hard enough," replied 
 Cody, meekly. 
 
 "You'll never catch them in the world, my man," the captain 
 assured him; " it .-equires a fast horse to overtake the animals on 
 these prairies.' 
 
 " Does it?/' asked Cody, as if very much surprised at the in- 
 formation. 
 
 "Yes; but come along with us. We are going to kill them 
 more for pleasure than for anything else, r nd don't want any- 
 thing but the tongues and a piece of tenderloin; so you can have 
 all that is left." 
 
 " I am m^Ach obliged to you, captain, and will follow you." 
 
 ^ls the buffaloes came within about a mile of them, the officers 
 
dashed aneaa. Cody noticed that the herd was making towards 
 the craeK far water, and knowing that it would be difficult to 
 turn t^em irom xueir direct course, he started towards the creek 
 to heaa inem off. On came the buffaloes, rushing past him less 
 than a hundred yards away, with the officers at thrice that dis* 
 tance nenma tnem. Pulling the blind-bridle off Brigham, who 
 started at the top of his speed the moment he knew his master 
 was ready, Cody rode in ahead of the others, and in a few mo- 
 Iments was alongside the rear buffalo. Eaising his rifle, he fired 
 and kixiea the animal at the first shot, and Brigham, knowing 
 
 BUFFALO Bn.L (Wo F. CODY). 
 
 perfectJT well what he was expected to do, carried him to the 
 side of a second. It was but a few moments' work to despatch 
 the ^hels herd of eleven, twelve shots being fired, and jumping 
 from his horse, he turned to the party of officers as they rode up, 
 p-ndsaid: * 
 
 "Now gentlemen, allow me to present to you all the tongues 
 and tenderloins you may wish from these buffaloes.'^ 
 
 "Well. I never saw the like before,^' gasped the astonished 
 ORptain; "who under the sun are you. anyhow?'' 
 
 "My name is Cody. ' 
 
 Captaia Graham, the senior officer cf the party, afterwi:. ^ «»- 
 
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 f aged Cody as scBut and guide, and often hunted in company 
 Witk him. 
 
 That very night the Indians made a raid on the horses belong- 
 ing t© the contractors, and ran off five or six of their best work- 
 teams. At daylight the next morning Cody mounted Brigham 
 ^nd rode over to Fort Hays to procure assistance for the pursuit, 
 ^nd Captain Graham was ordered out with his company. This 
 ^as a part of the Tenth Cavalry, and though they had never 
 "Vieen in an actual fight with the Indians, the soldiers were quite 
 as certain of their ability to catch the band they were after as 
 had been their brethren who were so badly defeated on a pre- 
 vious expedition. 
 
 ^' We^s agwine to sweep de red debils offer de face ob de earf, 
 sah,^^ they boasted, as they marched onward, impatient for a 
 fight which was to end in victory. Capt. Graham was a brave 
 man, anxious to make a record for himself, and Cody could not 
 follow the trail quickly enough to satisfy his anxiety to overtake- 
 the redskins. Controlling his impatience at the necessary delaj 
 as well as he could, he rode onward, and was soon rewarded by 
 finding the trail so much fresher that it could be pursued with lesi! 
 difficulty. The Indians had evidently thought that they wouldf 
 not be pursued beyond a certain point, and had made no effort^ 
 after passing that, to conceal their route. The camp was discov-^ 
 ered from the brow of a hill a mile or so away from it, a^id the 
 greatest caution no w became necessary. The plan was that they 
 should advance silently through the timber in the night, approach 
 the Indian camp as closely as they could without being discov 
 ered, and then make a sudden dash upon the enemy. Everything 
 went well until they neared the point where they must leave the 
 woods; when one of the ^^colored gentlemen'^ became so excited 
 that he fired off his gun. 
 
 ^' Charge V' came the order before the report had fairly died 
 away on the still night air. 
 
 Through the crackling timber they rushed as fast as their 
 horses could carry them, but the nature of the ground was but ill 
 adapted to a cavalry charge, and the Indians were far away on 
 che prairies when the soldiers reached the camp. The trail was 
 followed a short distance the next day, but there was no chance 
 of catching the Indians, and they returned to Fort Hays. The 
 disobedience of the darkey who had fired the gun was punishes 
 by compelling him to walk back to the fort. 
 
BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 -115 
 
 The terminns of the Kansas Pacific was now in the heart of the 
 buffalo country, but the Indians were so troublesome that it was 
 difficult to obtain meat for the twelve hundred workmen em- 
 ployed. It was necessary to employ a special hunter, whose 
 knowledge of the country and the Indians would render him as 
 safe in this work as it was possible for a solitary white man to be. 
 For this dangerous task Cody was employed, and during the time 
 that he engaged in it, a period of something less than a year and 
 a half, he killed more than four thousand buffaloes. His success 
 as a hunter of the huge animals had already made him famous, 
 but he had never before devoted himself so steadily to it; so that 
 it was. reserved for the army of railroad hands to give him tha* 
 title which has clung to him ever since, and by which he is more 
 widely known than by his own name — Buffalo Bill. 
 
 During this time he was not unmolested by the Indians. One 
 day in the spring of 1868, he had galloped about twenty miles, 
 and had reached the top of a small hill overlooking the valley 
 of the Smoky Hill Eiver, when he suddenly saw a band of aboul 
 thirtj Indians less than half a mile away. Knowing by the way 
 they limped on their horses that they had seen him as soon as 
 he Cr.me in sight, he wheeled around and started back to the 
 railr<>ad. Brigham knew, as well as his master, that it was a 
 race for life, and made most excellent time. A few jumps took 
 them across a ravine, but looking back when a slight ridge be* 
 yond had been gained. Bill saw that his pursuers seemed to be 
 gaining on him. Three miles farther, and there were eight oi 
 nine Indians not more than two hundred yards away* Brigham'^ 
 long gallop had evidently told upon his speed, but he now exert- 
 ed himself more than ever. But the Indians were well-mounted, 
 and one of them came dangerously near, occasionally sending a 
 rifle-ball whistling along. A shot that would disable Brigham 
 would be fatal to his rider, and realizing what danger to himself 
 lay in the Indian's slightest success. Bill suddenly stopped, turn- 
 ed in hh saddle and fired. Down went both the Indian and his 
 horse, and not waiting to see if the warrior was dead, he rode on 
 at the utmost of poor tired Brigham's speed. The chase was 
 continued until they came within three miles of the railroad 
 track, where two companies of soldiers had been stationed to pro^ 
 tect the workmen. One of the outposts saw the Indians pursu- 
 ing Bill across the prairie, and giving the alarm, cavalryir en 
 aoon came galloping to the rescr.e. 
 
410 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 The Indians had no mind to attend such a reception, and sooB 
 turned, and the running was now in the other direction. Brig* 
 ham was soon surrounded by admiring infantrymen and track- 
 men, discussing his exploits; and the way he was rubbed down 
 and walked around would remind one of the winner of the Derby. 
 
 Some of the Tenth Cavalry now came up, and forty of them^ 
 with Bill on a fresh horse offered him by Capt. Nolan, put out 
 after the retreating redskins. The Indians^ horses were badly 
 blown by the long gallop after Brigham's stride, and the troop- 
 ers' fresh animals steadily gained on them. Soon they were 
 
 "keep off!" — CENTER SHOT. 
 
 overtaken and one by one eight Indians fell before the rifles of 
 the pursuers. This time the colored cavalry certainly did good 
 service, and Buffalo Bill had reason to be grateful. 
 
 When he reached the place where his ball had struck the horse 
 of the foremost pursuing Indian, he found that the bullet had hit 
 the animal exactly m the center of the forehead, causing his in- 
 gtant death. He was a beautiful animal — too good for a maraud* 
 ing redskin to ride on after white scalps. 
 
 If there was anything Buffalo Bill had a weakness for, it was 
 fe the direction of fine horaftflefife^, T:ik^ all ^slainsmf®, he lo¥e4 
 
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 the animal to whose iSeetness he so often had te trust Ms life. 
 When he returned to the camp, he spent some time in petting the 
 noble Brigham, who had borne him so finely that day, and the 
 bond of affection between them was still further strengthened 
 Buffalo Bill declared that Brigham was the best horse he evei 
 saw or owned for buffalo chasiii,^, ard he certainly was good 
 enough to get away from o c get afte? Indians, as many an occa/ 
 SI on had shown. 
 
 I On another occasion Bill had gone hunting, and having killed 
 fifteen buffaloes, he and Scotty, the butcher who accompanied 
 him to cut up the ~neat and load it into a light wagon, had come 
 within about eight miles of their destination, when they suddenly 
 saw a party of about thirty Indians riding out of the head of a 
 ravine. Immediate action was necessary. The hunter could, 
 of course, have escaped by fast riding, but he could not leave his 
 companion, for whom there would be no chance of safety. Jump- 
 ing to the ground, they unhitched the pair of mules used in the 
 wagon, and tied them and the horse to the vehicle. Piling the 
 buffalo hams around the wheels in such a way as to form a breast 
 work, and securing their extra box of ammunition and three oi 
 four more revolvers which they always carried, they crept under 
 th ^ wagon. On came the Indians, urging their swift and hardy 
 ponies to their greatest speed. When they were within a hun- 
 dred yards, the two white men opened a sudden and galling fire 
 upon them. Changing their course, which had been directly 
 down upon the wagon, the Indians rode around and around their 
 proposed victims, firing as they rode. Their shots killed the three 
 animals, but thetv,^o men were unhurt. Three of their number hav' 
 ing been killed, and others wounded, they withdrew for a time. 
 Knowing that he would be attacked by the Indians some time, 
 Buffalo Bill had made arrangements to obtain assistance when- 
 ever it should be needed. A smoke in the direction of the hunt- 
 ing-ground was the signal for the ofiicers at the end of the track 
 to send reinforcements. Then, when the Indians gave them a 
 little leisure, he set fire to the grass on the windward side of the 
 wagon. The fire spread rapidly, and as the dense column of 
 smoke arose, they knew that help would soon come. The In- 
 dians, not understanding this movement, again opened the attack 
 upon them, but retreated as the cavalry advanced across th^ 
 prairie. Bufi'alo Bill and Scotty pointed out to the soldiers thf 
 five ^^ good" Indians that lay on the field of battle. 
 
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 Shortly after this occurred a unique match, being nothing less 
 than buflPalo killing for the championship and five hundred dob 
 lars a side. The contestants were Buffalo Bill and Billy Comstock, 
 who had an excellent reputation as hunter, scout and guide. 
 
 The hunt w^as to begin at eight in the morning, and last eight 
 hours. Great interest was felt in it, not only on the plains, but 
 as far east as the Mississippi, one excursion party of St. Louis- 
 ans numbering about a hundred, A referee was to follow eacl 
 man, and keep count of the buffaloes he killed. The first run 
 'was decidedly im Cody's favor, owing to the method he adopted 
 no less than to the superior accomplishments of Brigham. Com- 
 stock chased his buffaloes, firing at them as they bounded along; 
 so that his game lay scattered over a line nine miles long, Buffalo 
 Bill rode towards the head of the herd, killing the leaders, when 
 the bewildered followers would circle around the hunter. Not 
 only did he kill more buffaloes with less work for his horse" but 
 his game lay within a comparatively small circle. The result of 
 the first run — thirty-eight to twenty -three — was duly announced^ 
 and the hunters and their friends refreshed with champagne. 
 
 Thef had not rested long, when they saw another herd com 
 ing towards them, and charged into it. It consisted chiefly of 
 cows and calves, which are very much quicker in their move< 
 ments than the bulls, and was only a small drove, so that the re. 
 suit was not large ; changing the score from fifty-six to thirty 
 seven. When a third drove was found, Buffalo Bill concluded 
 that as he had now some odds to give his opponent, he would 
 ride without -saddle or bridle. The killing of thirteen buffaloes 
 occupied the remainder of the eight hours, and Cody was de- 
 clared victor, the score being sixty-nine to forty-six. 
 
 This reckless slaughter was rather wanton sport. But it was 
 certainly more sportsmanlike than the practice on the early Pa- 
 cific Eailroad trains, when, the iron horse sometimes being check- 
 ed by the passage across the track of a great herd, the passengers 
 amused themselves by shooting the noble animals down from 
 the car windows, etc. 
 
 In May, 1868, the railroad was finished to Sheridan, and Buf- 
 falo Bill's services were no longer required. As scouts were in 
 great demand on account of the Indian war which was then rag- 
 ing, he concluded to engage again in that work. No difiiculty, 
 of course, was experienced in securing an appointment as scout 
 and guide^ and he was ordered to report to Ft. Larned for duty. 
 
BUIFALO blLJU 
 
429 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 Soon after his appointment, he being special scout to Gen. Ha- 
 zen, that officer left Fort Larned with an escort of twenty sol- 
 diers, with, of course, Buffalo Bill, for Fort Harker, The party ar- 
 rived at Fort Zarah at noon of the same day, where Gen. Hazen 
 left his guard, with instructions for them to return the next day; 
 and he proceeded alone to his destination. The scout did not 
 wish to wait, and telling the sergeant in command of the squad 
 what he intended to do, saddled up his mule and started back 
 alone. He had gone about half the distance when he was sudden- 
 ly jumped^' by about forty Indians, who came dashing up to 
 him, extending their hands with the greeting: "How, how! 
 P'^cognizing them as some of the very redskins who had lately 
 been hanging around Fort Larned, he extended his hand; think- 
 ing it best to respond thus to their overtures, although they had 
 on their war-paint and were evidently on the war-path. Stretch- 
 ing out his hand to one of them, it was grasped tightly, and he 
 Was pulled violently forward ; at the same moment another seiz' 
 ed the bridle of his mule, and in less time than it takes to tell i^ 
 he was completely surrounded, his revolvers jerked from the 
 holsters, and he was rendered nearly senseless by a blow on the 
 head from a tomahawk. The warrior who had hold of the bridle 
 of his mule dashed off towards the Arkansas Eiver, and after 
 them came the others, yelling with delight. 
 
 Looking towards the river, Buffalo Bill saw on the opposite 
 side an immense village moving down the bank, and was more 
 than ever convinced that the Indians were on the war-path. It 
 was a military council, then, into which his captors ushered him 
 a few moments later, and in which he recognized wily old Sa 
 tanta and several others whom he knew. After a talk among 
 themselves, which lasted for some time, and which he could not 
 understand, Satanta asked him where he had been. A happy 
 thought struck him, and he answered : 
 
 " Tve been after a herd of whoa-haws.^' 
 
 "The effect was electrical, for the Indians had been out of 
 meat for several weeks, and the large herd of cattle which had 
 been promised to them had not yet arrived. Eaq:erly Satanta 
 questioned him as to where the cattle were. 
 
 " A few miles back,^' was the reply ; " Gen. Hazen sent me to 
 tell you that the whoa-haws were coming, and were intended for 
 your people.^' 
 
 " Big chief says whoa-haws for Satanta and his warriors 
 
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 421 
 
 Yes, Tve been sent to bring them to you/' But the Kiowas 
 have treated me badly and the big chief will be very angry. Why 
 have your young men abused me so V 
 
 "My young men v^ant to have heap fun, and want to see if 
 Long-Hair very brave/' 
 
 Buffalo Bill knew that this contained no more truth than 
 his own statements, but did not let the Indians see that he 
 thought so. 
 
 "HOW, how!" 
 
 Turning to his young men, Satanta bade them restore the arms 
 which they had seized, and scolded them for what they had done. 
 Having learned from Buffalo Bill that there were soldiers with 
 the herd, he thought it was best to get the cattle without light- 
 ing for them. After a short council of the chiefs, he again went 
 to the prisoner and asked : 
 
 " You go 'cross the river and bring whoa-haws down to the 
 bank, so we get 'em 
 
 "Of course, that is my orders from Gen. Hazen." 
 
 "Long-Hair mustnH be angry at my young men; they just 
 want some fun. You want warriors go with you 
 
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 " No, it will be better for me to go alone ; then the soldiers can 
 go straight on to Port Lamed, and Til drive the herd down to 
 the river-bottom. 
 
 Wheeling his mule around, he departed for the cattle, which^ 
 it is needless to say, existed only in his imagination. But the 
 Indians were less unsuspicious than he had thought them, for 
 when he had reached the farther side of the river, he looked back 
 and saw ten or fifteen of them following him. When he turned 
 towards Fort Larned, they pursued him at full speed. He v.^as 
 still four miles from the post, when he heard the evening gun. 
 Little did the soldiers of the garrison think that there was a man 
 flying for his life from the Indians, and trying to reach the post. 
 The pursuers were gaining on him, two or three being only a 
 quarter of a mile behind him when he crossed Pawnee Fork, two 
 tniles from the fort. Just as he gained the opposite bank of the 
 stream, he saw some soldiers not far off, in a government wagon. 
 Yelling at the top of his voice, he rode up to them, and told them 
 that the Indians were after him. 
 
 Let's drive the wagon into the trees,^^ suggested Denver Jim, 
 ^^and we'll lay for them/' 
 
 Hurriedly driving in among the trees and low bushes, they se- 
 creted themselves and waited for the Indians. Before many min- 
 utes they came. Two of them were allowed to pass, but two of 
 the next group fell at the first fire from the bushes. The others 
 discovered that they were riding upon deadly rifles, and wheel- 
 ing their ponies, retreated in hot haste, soon joined by the first 
 two. Scalping the two Indians that they had killed, securing 
 their arms and catching their horses, Buffalo Bill and his com- 
 panions made their way to the post. Here he learned that ear- 
 lier in the day Satanta and his men had surprised and killed a 
 'J)arty of woodchoppers and herders, seven or eight men in all. 
 The soldiers who had afforded him such timely assistance had 
 been sent out for the bodies of these men. The garrison, hearing 
 the guns in this last engagement, thought that the chief was about 
 to attack the fort with all his forces; all was excitement th-^^r-. 
 and every preparation being made to withstand the attack. Cap- 
 tain Parker, who was in command, was endeavoring to get some 
 one to take important despatches to Gen. Sheridan at Port Hays. 
 Kone of the scouts were willing to undertake the trip, as the 
 night was so dark and stormy that each distrusted his own ability 
 to find the way ; besides this, there was the danger of Indians. 
 
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 x23 
 
 f>uffalo Bill knew the country better than any of the others, 
 but he was tired with his long day's ride. When he Sctw that no 
 one else would go, he offered himself, provided he should be 
 furnished with a good horse. He was offered a choice of all the 
 horses in the garrison, and set out at ten o^clock for his sixty- 
 fi/e miles' ride. The journey was accomplished without injury 
 to the scout. Despatches were to be taken to Fort Dodge, and 
 as no one else would volunteer, Cody started that afternoon. 
 Returning from Dodge to Lamed, thence to Hays, made a trip 
 of three hundred and fifty-five miles in . fifty-eight riding hours 
 since he started with Gen. Hazen ; a journey mostly in the night, 
 over a wild country, where there were no roads to follow and 
 where he must be continually on the outlook for Indians. So 
 well did Gen. Sheridan appreciate his willingness to undertake 
 missions which meant long and dangerous rides, that he appoint- 
 ed him chief of scouts and guide for the Indian expedition upon 
 which the Fifth Cavalry was soon to be sent. 
 
 As this regiment lay in camp on the South Fork of the Solo- 
 mon. Col. Eoyal, who was in command, requested Cody to go 
 out and kill some buffaloes for the boys. 
 
 ^^All right. Colonel, send along wagons to bring in the meat.'^^ 
 
 ^^I am not in the habit of sending out my wagons until I know 
 there is something to be brought in,'' replied the colonel, with 
 dignity; "kill your buffaloes first and then Til send out the wa- 
 gons." 
 
 Cody said nothing, went out, killed a half-dozen buffaloes, and 
 returning, asked the colonel to send out his wagons for the meat. 
 The next afternoon Col. Eoyal again requested .him to go out 
 and get some fresh buffalo meat, l^othing was said on either 
 side about wagons, and the officer expected to have to send them 
 out when the hunter returned. Eiding out some distance, Buffalo 
 Bill, coming up with a small herd, managed to get seven of them 
 headed straight for the camp. Instead of shooting them he ran 
 them at full speed right into the camp, and then killed them all 
 in rapid succession. Col. Eoyal came up to him, and angrily de- 
 manded an explanation. 
 
 " I can't allow any such business as this, Cody. "What do you 
 mean by it ?" 
 
 " I didn't care about asking for wagons this time, colonel, so I 
 thought I would make the buffiiloes furnish their own transpor- 
 tation." 
 
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425 
 
 The colonel ?iad no more to sa^^^ the answer was unanswerable. 
 
 Encamping on Saline River, Major Brown had his private am* 
 bulance brought out, and invited Cody to accompany him to the 
 railroad station to meet Lieut. Bache, who was expected to fill a 
 vacancy in his battalion. Arriving at the station just as the train 
 got in, they had no difficulty in finding the lieutenant, and giving 
 him the back seat in the ambulance, headed for camp. Major 
 Brown was inclined to be mischievous, and had said, as they set 
 out: 
 
 MAIvIJVG BUFJb^ALOES FURNISH THEIR OWN TRANSPORTATION. 
 
 "Now, Cody, when we come back, we'll give Bache a ii/^ely 
 rfde and shake him up a little.'^ 
 
 The road was rough, and the night was dark. Taking the 
 reins from his driver, Major Brown at once began whipping the 
 mules. To further encourage them, he pulled out his revolver 
 and fired several shots. Onward they jolted. 
 
 •'Is this the way j'ou break in all your lieutenants, major 
 inquired the new comer, good-humoredly. 
 
 *' Oh, no; I don't do this as a regular thing; but it's the way 
 we frequently ride in this country." 
 
 Battling down a steep hill at full speed, just as they reached 
 the bottom, the front wheels struck a ditch over which the mules 
 
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 had jumped. The sudden stoppage nearly pitched Major Browr 
 and Cody out on the wheels. Lieutenaiit Baehe came flying 
 headlong to the front of the vehicle. 
 
 "Take a back seat, lieutenant.^* 
 
 "Major, I have just left that seat.'* 
 
 The w*agon was soon lifted out of the ditch and they drove in- 
 to camp in fine style ; but the account which Lieutenant Bachei 
 gave of his ride caused it to be remembered for a long time by 
 the officers of the Fifth. 
 
 Our scout won the favor of G-en. Carr, who knew the habitual 
 exaggerations of the men belonging to this branch of the service, 
 and did not, until he had proved him, think much of one who said 
 nothing about himself. Finding, July 11, 1869, that they were 
 nearing the Indians Avith whom they had had several unimport- 
 ant skirmishes, and whom they had been trailing for some time, 
 he and his Pawnee companions advanced cautiously, and at last 
 discovered the village encamped in the sandhills south of the 
 South Platte, at Summit Springs. Leaving the Pawnees to 
 keep watch, Cody returned to the regiment about ten miles in 
 the rear, and reported to Gen, Carr. At the scout's suggestion 
 the troops were ordered to make a circuit to the north ; so that 
 if the Indians had detected their presence, they might attack the 
 village on a side where they were not expected. 
 
 Thus avoiding discovery by the Sioux scouts, and confident of 
 giving them a complete surprise, Gen. Carr kept the command 
 wholly out of sight, halting to give final orders when within a mile 
 of the village. Halting again on the top of the hill overlooking 
 the Indian camp, the signal was given to charge, and the cavalry 
 dashed down upon the village. The Sioux had driven up theii 
 horses and were just getting ready to make a move of the camp 
 when they saw the soldiers riding down upon them. Many of 
 them jumped upon their ponies, and leaving everything else 
 behind, advanced to meet the charge; but, when they saw the force 
 with which they would have to cope, rode rapidly away, while 
 tJiose not fortunate enough to be mounted, fled for safety to the 
 iieighboring hills. Through the village rode the soldiers, firing 
 fight and left, and the scene quickly became one of the wildest- 
 confusion. 
 
 Keep a sharp lookout for white women,*' had been th© order 
 given by Gen. Carr, who was confident that the Sioux had such 
 captives among them. The company which had been ordered to 
 
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 take possessioB ©f we village after its capture soon found the 
 
 dead body of one white woman, the head cloven by a hatchet, 
 and near by lay another, wounded. The latter was a Swede, 
 and could not t'alk English, but through a soldier of her own 
 aationality they learned that both wounds had been the work of 
 a squaw who wishec prevent their telling how cruelly they 
 had been treated. 
 
 The booty was ex% amely rich. Much of the property acquired 
 by- recent raids upoi white settlers, considerable stores of gold 
 and silver, besides ei^ht hundred ponies and mules, fell into their 
 hands. A hundred and forty Indians had been killed, a hundred 
 and twenty squaws ai d pappooses were taken prisoners. The two 
 hundred lodges, witi all the dried buffalo meat and other provi- 
 sions, were burned, i^ad the body of the murdered white womar- 
 buried. But the Sioax had not fled^ they had only retreated, 
 to advance again upon the attacking party. Having recovered 
 from their surprise, they rode back towards the village, and the 
 whole prairie was soon covered with the combatants. 
 
 Along the Indian line of battle rode the chief, lall Bull, 
 mounted on a spirited bay horse, encouraging, cheeriijg, urging, 
 entreating his men to follow him and fight until they died. 
 Cody, on the skirmish line, could hear him telling them that 
 they had lost everything, that they were ruined, that the white 
 soldiers must be driven back. Treacherous and cunning as he 
 was, with, perhaps, an unquenchable thirst for liquor, and not 
 hesitating to beg any thing whatever from the white man, we can 
 hot but respect the courage of the man, the devotion of the leader 
 io the cause of his race, as he urg d his warriors onward to vic- 
 tory or death. To Buffalo Bill, with the mad fire of battle counts- 
 ing in his veins, this was b^it a Sioux, one of the tribe that could 
 not be trusted, and he determined to deprive the Indians of their 
 leader. 
 
 Creeping to a ravine the head of which was often passed by 
 Tall Bull as he rode to and fro among his men, he waited his 
 opportunity. Not many minutes had passed before it came, and 
 raising his gun, he fired at the mark, scarcely thirty yards away. 
 The chief reeled and fell from his saddle, and the frightened 
 horse dashed into the ranks of the cavalry. The soldier who se- 
 cured him had seen his rider fall, and readily relinquished him 
 to the scout. Mounting his prize, he rode down to where the 
 prisoners were, only to be greeted by the pitiful crying of a 
 
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 squaw, the wife of Tall Bull, the same who had killed the one 
 
 white woman and wounded the other. 
 
 The animal, which his captor named Tall Bull, after its form- 
 er owner, was for four years afterwards the fastest runner in the 
 state of Nebraska. A pony obtained at this fight, and named 
 Powder Pace, became as noted through the stories of 'Ned Bunt- 
 line as Tall Bull by his speed. Cody soon made Tali Bull pay. 
 At first no one would bet on the horse; but he proved more 
 
 successful on his native 
 prairies than had ^^Old 
 Mountain some years 
 before in St. Louis. 
 Powder Pace, too, 
 proved to be an excel- 
 lent racer, jumping 
 away so quickly on his 
 first trial that he left 
 his rider sitting on the 
 ground; but he dashed 
 ahead and wcfii the race 
 without him. Powder 
 Pace was afterwards 
 stolen by the Indians, 
 and there was no horse 
 fleet enough to over- 
 take the thief. 
 
 We now pass over 
 nearly two years, spent 
 in scouting and hunt- 
 ing. He was guide to 
 several minor expedi- 
 tions against the In- 
 dians during this time, 
 but there is but littlo 
 interest attaching to the incidents of them. He also accompanied 
 several English gentlemen upon buffalo hunts, but however exci- 
 ting to the hunters from over the sea the chase may have been, 
 it was not a circumstance to the match with Billy ComstocR. 
 
 In the spring of 1871 we find him appointed justice of the peace, 
 at the desire of Gen. Emory, who was much annoyed by the pet- 
 ty offences which the civilians about the post committed. Just 
 
 THE SHOOTING OF TALL BULL. 
 
BUFFALO BILk 
 
 after he had received his commissioBj and before he was supplied 
 with blank forms ©r statute books, a man came rushing up t® his 
 house^ to get out a writ ef replevin, to recover possesgion ^ 
 horse which a stranger was taking out of the county. 
 
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 Where's the fellow that's got your horse?" asked Justice 
 Cody. 
 
 Going up the road, about two miles away/' was the answer. 
 All right; ril get the writ ready in a minute or two/' 
 Saddling up his horse, and taking his gun, he said to the man : 
 ^' That's the best writ of replevin I know of; come along, and 
 we'll get that horse, or know the reason why." 
 I Overtaking the stranger, who was driving a herd of horses, 
 the following dialogue ensued : 
 
 " Hello, sir ! I am an officer, and have an attachment for thai 
 horse." 
 
 Well, sir, what are you going to do about it ?" 
 ^' I proj)ose to take you and the horse back to the post." 
 " You can take the horse, but I haven't time to go with you." 
 " You'll have to take time, or pay the costs here and now." 
 How much are the costs ?" 
 Twenty dollars." 
 Here's your money." 
 The stranger went on his way, the complainant went home 
 with his horse, and the justice pocketed the costs. After a while 
 he learned more about the formalities of law, but he could not 
 have complied more faithfully with the spirit in which it is often 
 administered. 
 
 Early in the fall of 1871, Cody accompanied on a hunting ex- 
 pedition a large party, which numbered, among others, Gen, 
 Sheridan, and many noted newspaper men and soldiers. Per- 
 haps the pleasure enjoyed at this time had something to do witb 
 the order which, later in the winter, reached the commanding 
 officer of the Fifth Cavalry, as his regiment was leaving for Ari^ 
 zona: Don't take Cody "vith you." Certain it is that when 
 preparations were being i ^e for a big buffalo hunt for the Eus- 
 sian Grand Duke Alexis, January, 1872, he was selected to 
 show the foreign visitor how to kill buffaloes. The friendly 
 Sioux chief. Spotted Tail, was induced to come, with a number 
 of his warriors, to show how the Indian looked and acted on his 
 native 2)lairiS. 
 
 The Eussian prince arrived at the appointed time, Buffalo Bill 
 was introduced to him, and after the Indians had given their ex- 
 hibition of horsemanship and sham fights, and celebrated a grand 
 war-dance, they retired to dream of the buffalo hunt the next 
 day. With a commendable desire to lose as little time as possi' 
 
tie, the grand duke had asked many questions of his ^uidc and 
 tutor: ^^How do you shoot buffaloes? What kind of a weapon 
 do you use? Any particular style? Am I going to have a good 
 horse?'^ Cody assured him that he would have Buckskin Joe 
 to ride, a steed whose accomplishments in the matter of buffalo 
 hunting were equalled only by those of the late Brigham • and 
 that all he would have to do, after getting into a herd, would be 
 - J sit on the horse's back and fire away. 
 
 Much was said in the newspapers of the da;7 about this hunt, 
 and the grand duke's success. With a truly republican desire to 
 
 jHOWIKG THJi GRA^^D DUKE HOW TO KILL BUFFALOES. 
 
 detract from a prince's merit and add to a citizen's, one asserted 
 that Buffalo Bill killed Alexis' first buffalo for him ; another, 
 equally ill-natured, insisted that Cody held the animal whi^e the 
 prince shot it. Having given these two versions, the veracious 
 historian proceeds to state the third and more credible, since 
 supported by the testimony of Buffalo Bill himself. They had 
 not gone far before they saw a buffalo herd, and were soon in the 
 midst of it. Preferring at first to use his pistol, Alexis emptied 
 the six chambers without producing the slightest effect. Eiding 
 up to his side, Cody exchanged revolvers with him, and the six 
 shots in the second went the way of those in the first. Seeing 
 
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 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 that the animals would make their escape without his killing one 
 of them, Cody rode np to the prince again, gave him his gun, and 
 told him to urge on his horse close to the buffaloes, and he would 
 give him the word when to shoot. A blow from his master's 
 whip, and Buckskin Joe, in a few jumps, carried his rider within 
 ten feet of a huge bull. 
 
 '^N"ow is your time ! cried the teacher ; the pupil fired, and 
 down went the buffalo. Stopping his horse, the grand duke 
 dropped his gun and waved his hat, the suite came galloping up, 
 and soon the champagne corks began to fly in honor of his suc- 
 cess in killing the first buffalo in the hunt. A scratch'^ shot on 
 the way home brought down another, and the hides and heads 
 of both animals were carefully preserved.. The imperial pupil 
 seems to have improved rapidly under the tuition of the famous 
 plainsman, for within the two or three days which they spent 
 in camp, he killed eight. 
 
 Desiring to see an Indian buffalo-hunt, one was arranged in 
 which the Sioux used their more primitive weapons; the long 
 iron-tipped lance of tough wood, and the bow and arrow. One 
 cMef drove an arrow entirely through a buffalo, to the grand 
 iuke's astonishment. 
 
 Eeturning, Gen. Sheridan called out from the carriage: 
 
 "Cody, get in here and show the duke how you can driva 
 Reed will exchange places with you and ride your horse." 
 
 Later, as they approached Medicine Creek: 
 
 "Shake 'em up a little. Bill, and give us some old-time stage- 
 driving." 
 
 No more was needed. On the horses bounded, faster and fast- 
 er, until they came to a steep hill which led down into the valley 
 of the Medicine; straight down the hill they went, bounding 
 along over the ruts, while both general and prince were kept 
 busy holding on to their seats. In fine old style they dashed into 
 the camp where they were to obtain a fresh relay, but the grand 
 duke begged t-o be excused from any more of the same kind. 
 But although preferring to go a little slower than he had been 
 driven, he was not ungrateful for the attention paid him, and 
 made Cody several valuable presents. 
 
 AVe next find our hero in the eastern states, whither he had 
 Deen cordially invited by many of those whom he had accompa- 
 uiad on hunts. Attending one evening, while in New York, the 
 reprf^sentation of "Buffalo Bill, the King of Border Men/' be 
 
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 433 
 
 was called upon the stage by the audience, as soon as his presence 
 in the theater was known. Of the speech with which he respond- 
 ed no record remains, for no one heard it; such was his embar- 
 rassment that he could not utter a word. Judge of his surprise 
 when the manager offered him a handsome salary to take the 
 part of SuflPalo Bill himself! The offer was declined, and only 
 the indomitable perseverance of Ned Buntline induced him to go 
 upon the stage in the fall of the same year. 
 
 AN ARROW THROUGH A BUFFALO. 
 
 In the meantime, he had been elected a member of the Neb- 
 raska Legislature, chiefly by the effbrts of his friends, as he cared 
 very little about it and took no pains to secure an election. He 
 resigned his seat almost immediately, arid with Texas Jack, went 
 to Chicago to meet Buntline. Disgusted by the facts that a per- 
 formance was to take place in four nights from that date, that 
 the drama was not written, the company formed, or the " stars 
 trained, the manager of the theater where they were to play re- 
 fused to have anything to do with it ; but Buntline rented the 
 ^^*us^, wrote his drama in four hours, set his stars to studying, 
 fT^nt out and engaged the minor actors, came back and trained 
 his stars, and actually had everything in readiness at the time 
 Set. The hero forgot his part wkeahe came before the audienoOo 
 
434 
 
 BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 but skillfully encouraged by Buntline, supplied its place by orig- 
 inal speeches, and brought down the house by describing a hrvf 
 with a businessman of that city, whom everybody knew. 
 
 Wild Bill joined the company in the season of 1873-4, when 
 the original stars were already experienced actors. He urged 
 upon his friend that they were making fools of themselves, and 
 all the people were laughing at them ; Buffalo Bill replied that 
 he didn't care for that, as long as they came and bought tickets. 
 
 much the same way ; traveling in the dramatic season from place 
 to place, hunting and scouting during the summer. In 1876, we 
 learn that the theatrical season closed somewhat earlier than usu- 
 al, for the Sioux war had begun, and our hero snuffed, like a 
 charger, the wind of the powder/' Proceeding to the west, he 
 expected to be in time to join the expedition under Gen. Crook, 
 who wished to engage him as scout; but learning that he was too 
 late to do this, and that Gen. Carr with the Fifth Cavalry was 
 on his way to join Gen. Crook, he accepted the position of guide 
 and chief of scouts under his old commander, with his old regi 
 ment. 
 
 Operating on the South Fork of the Cheyenne and at the foot 
 of the Black Hills for about two weeks, they had several skir« 
 
 It is but right to 
 say here that Wild 
 BilTs message 
 when he finally left 
 the troupe did not 
 result in any per- 
 manent estrange- 
 ment between the 
 two plainsmen, and 
 although he re- 
 mained firm in the 
 determination not 
 to have anything 
 
 i^i^ more to do- with 
 
 the ^^old show," 
 they were always 
 
 if the best of friends. 
 
 For some years 
 now, we find the 
 time passed in 
 
BUFFALO BIIiL. 
 
 435 
 
 mishes with .small bands of roving Indians^ who were easily re- 
 pulsed; and coming to the conclusion that they had driven all 
 the redskins out of that section of the country, the regiment 
 started back to Fort Laramie. But they had not gone far, when 
 a scout arrived in camp with the terrible tidings of the massacre 
 on the Little Big Horn. There was no fear for themselves, yet 
 the news spread distnay through the camp, and many a soldier 
 vowed to avenge "the flower of our knighthood^ the whole ar- 
 my^s pride — and the roughest man of the regiment 
 
 " Had no trouble to muster 
 A tear, or perhaps a hundred, 
 At the news of the death of Custer." 
 
 The Fifth was ordered to proceed at once to Fort Fetterman, 
 and thence join Gen. Crook. But the same evening that the scout 
 arrived with the news and the order, came another, with the in- 
 formation that eight hundred Cheyennes were on their way to 
 join Sitting Bull. Deciding to take the responsibility of delay 
 in obeying orders. Gen. Merritt, who was now in command of 
 the Fifth, selected five hundred men to intercept the Cheyennes. 
 Making a forced m£irch*back to' Warbonnet Creek, they arrived 
 there before the Lidians. That the enemy had not crossed, was 
 ascertained by Cody, who, on his way back to the command, dis- 
 covered a large body of Indians coming up from the south. They 
 proved to be the Che3^ennes, and the cavalrymen immediately 
 withdrew out of sight until an attack should be ordered; while 
 Gen. Merritt, accompanied by Cody and two or three aides, went 
 on a reconnoissance to a neighboring hill. 
 
 From the summit of this they saw that the Indians were march- 
 ing almost directly towards them, while a body of fifteen ortwen- 
 ty dashed off to the direction in which the troops had come the 
 night before. For a moment our party could not discover the 
 reason for this maneuver, but it was reEdily understood when 
 they descried that this detachment was chasing two soldiers, 
 who must be bringing despatches to Gen. Merritt. Fearing that 
 they would succeed in intercepting the messengers, the command- 
 er yet did not wish to betray the presence of his troops by send- 
 ing soldiers to their rescue. Cody suggested that when the cour- 
 iers came closer to the command, and the Indians were about to 
 charge, he be allowed to take the scouts and cut them off frona 
 the main body of the tribe. 
 
 "All right,'^ said Gen. Merritt; "if you can do that, go ahead.'' 
 
436 
 
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 Rushing back to the command, and selecting fifteen men, he re- 
 turned to the point of observation. 
 
 G-o in now, Cody,^' ordered the general, and be quick about 
 it. They are about to charge on the couriers.^' 
 
 Dashing down the hill, they charged upon the Indians. The 
 running fight lasted but a few moments, the Indians who were 
 not killed riding off" towards the main body; then they turned 
 upon the pursuers, and a young Indian, decked in all the paint 
 and ornaments of a war-chief, called out to the leader of the 
 scouts, in the Cheyenne tongue: 
 
 I know you, Long-Hair ; if you want to fight, come and fight 
 me.'' 
 
 It was a challenge not to be disregarded. Galloping towards 
 aach other, they diminished the distance between them to thirty 
 )^ards before a shot was fired ; raising his rifle the scout took ainj 
 / and fired, and the Indian'^s horse fell to the ground. Almost at 
 the same moment his own horse stumbled and fell, but it Was on- 
 ly a moment's work for each to free himself from his fallen 
 steed. They were now not more than twenty paces apart. Rais- 
 ing their rifles, both took aim at the same instant; one ball 
 whistled past the scout, without harming him; the other struck 
 the Indian in the breast, and he fell. 
 
 Even as he struck the ground, his enemy was upon him, and 
 while, as he stood so far in advance of his little command, a body 
 of two hundred Indians charged down upon the scout, he stopped 
 o\erthe prostrate savage, and having with one stroke of his 
 knife severed the scalp-lock from the head, swung the reeking 
 trophy and its gorgeous adornments in the air with the words : 
 The first scalp for Custer ! " 
 
 A company of soldiers had been ordered to his rescue, and they 
 came not a moment too soon. Seeing that the Indians could not 
 be ambushed. Gen. Merritt ordered out the whole regiment. The 
 fight did not last long, and the Indians soon began a flying re- 
 treat. Pursued for thirty-five miles, they were forced to aban- 
 don everything that impeded their flight to the Red Cloud 
 agency, while the troops followed them. Arrived there, Cody 
 learned that the Indian he had killed was Yellow Hand, the son 
 of a leading chief of the Cheyennes. The old chief offered four 
 mules for the adornments of his son, but they were not for sale. 
 
 Accompanying the Big Horn and Yellowstone expedition, after 
 the Fifth had joined Gen. Crook, it is too old a story to tell of his 
 
BUFFALO BILL. 
 
 437 
 
 g^iiant services in carrying despatches through a country infest- 
 ed by hostile Indians, besides presenting all the difficulties of a 
 
 THE rmST SCALP FOR CUSTER. 
 
 wild region to the night traveler. "Where other scouts dared not 
 go, Buffalo Bill was always ready to volunteer. So we leave 
 him, remembering that if we omit mention of later incidents^ it is 
 not because they are unworthy of him ; but it must be remember- 
 ed that what would to others be exciting adventures, are to him 
 Dut repetitions, shadows, of the events of his earlier life. 
 
CHAPTER XV. 
 
 MODEEK INDIAN MGHTEES AND WAES. 
 
 IT is our purpose to devote the present and following chapter 
 to a brief account of the more famous Indian outbreaks and 
 Indian fighters of the last quarter of a century. Much must, of 
 course, be omitted in such a short history; and in many cases a 
 bare mention must suffice ; but we hope to preserve the main 
 
 THE IDEAL INDIAN. 
 
 outlines, with here and there the touches which give interest to 
 
440 MODERN INDIAN FIGHTERS AND WARSc 
 
 the whole. The causes of the conflicts which are constantly 
 
 i alarming the border, are not hard to discover. The United 
 States makes a solemn treaty with a certain tribe, and deliber- 
 ately breaks it whenever convenient ; then, in the language of 
 the frontier, Indians are Indians — ^^which nobody can deny" 
 — not the noble red man of Cooper's novels, pausing from his 
 hjMii to quaff the pure water that gushes from the rock, but the 
 ydi ty, lying, thieving wretch, who hangs about the frontier sa- 
 
 THE REAL ARTICLE. 
 
 loons, until he can beg or steal enough whisky to sink him even 
 lower than he is by nature; or who, failing that, becomes the 
 follower of some chief whose sole business it is to attack the 
 emigrant trains or massacre the women and children of some 
 lonely cabin. 
 
 THE SIOUX MASSACRE. 
 
 While the great Civil War was convulsing the country, while 
 ir ^veiy home the news of raid and battle was anxiously looked 
 
THE SIOUX MASSACRE. 
 
 for, in a State far from the scene of carnage, which perhaps 
 felt the war as little as any other, there occurred one of the most 
 terrible and unprovoked Indian massacres on record. The prin- 
 cipal Sioux Eeservation was then in Minnesota, covering an ex- 
 tent of twenty by one hundred and forty miles. A certain year- 
 ly sum had been set apart by the United States Government to 
 provide them with ammunition, food and clothing; but in 1858 
 it was decided to apply a considerable portion of this to the 
 civilization of the tribe. Every effort was made to induce them 
 to go to farming; houses were built and furnished, implements 
 and live stock provided, and a system of rewards of merit 
 instituted. 
 
 But the Sioux imagined that they were ill treated by such a 
 use of their annuity; and they complained, perhaps with justice, 
 of frauds practiced by some of the Indian traders. Certain it 
 Is, that in August, 1862, there was some danger apprehended; 
 and the agent thought best to investigate. He found the new- 
 ly-fledged farmers busy, and apparently happy; while Little 
 Grow, the Chief, was superintending the building of his new 
 house, the gift of the Great Father at "Washington. Two days 
 afterwards, Sunday, August 17th, the grateful Indian attended 
 church, and listened devoutly to the service. Surely there was 
 no danger. 
 
 But in the darkness of the summer night, the chief warriors 
 of the tribe gathered upon the devout churchman's farm. Al- 
 ready had bands of Sioux been seen roaming the country ; near- 
 'iy the whole force of blanket Indians^'' had robbed the pro- 
 vision warehouse at the agency, and others had threatened va- 
 rious points; but they had been driven offhand confidence was 
 restored by the actions of Little Crow. 
 
 The council probably met only to perfect a plan which had 
 long been discussed, as the completeness of the arrangements 
 shows. Before midnight it had broken up, runners having been 
 sent out to all parts of the reservation. At dawn of August 
 18th they were ready for their task; the work of slaughter be- 
 gan. No words can paint the horror of those scenes; the set- 
 tler, flying to warn his neighbor, found the cabin reeking with 
 blood, and returned to his own dwelling only to be butchered 
 with his family. Some, more fortunate, escaped to the forts, 
 after enduring hardships which seem almost incredible, and 
 which, in some cases, actually produced insanity j or reached the 
 
MODERN INDIAN FIGHTERS AND WARS. 
 
 larger towns only to be threatened with starvation by reason of 
 the suddenly increased demand for food. Eighteen counties 
 were laid desolate, and forty thousand persons massacred, cap- 
 tured, or driven from their homes, many of them dying oH the 
 way. 
 
 Men of the North were pressing toward the South, to fight for 
 the Union ; and here, it seemed, there were none left to contend 
 with the savage foe. A number of volunteers delayed their de- 
 parture for the more distant 
 battle-fields, and, finally, 
 with a force of fifteen hun- 
 dred men. General Sibley 
 marched against the mur- 
 dering Dakotas. But not 
 for five months was any fav- 
 orable result obtained. A 
 number of the Sioux were 
 captured, thirty -eight of 
 them hanged, but Little 
 Crow remained at liberty. 
 In July, 1863, a gentleman 
 driving along a country 
 road heard a rustling in the 
 bushes, and, raising his rifle, 
 fired. An Indian fell dead 
 by the roadside — it was the 
 Sioux chief himself. The 
 war was ended. 
 
 The tribe was then removed to a new reservation, the famous 
 Black Hills. We have already seen what a price has been paid 
 by the whites to regain this region, then so solemnly ceded to 
 the Sioux. 
 
 THE FATE OF COL. FETTERMAN AND HIS MEN. 
 
 Another portion of this tribe had been placed on a reserva- 
 tion in the southern part of Montana. In 1866 the Government 
 decided to open a road through this territory, and, in order to do 
 this, established three posts. Of these, Port Philip Kearney 
 was the first to be built and the most important, being under the 
 direct superintendence of Col. Carrington, the officer in charge 
 of all. This project was. of course, distasteful to the Sioux, who 
 
PORT PHIL. KEARNEY MASSACRE. 
 
 at once began their assaults upon the troops. Every small body 
 sent out was attacked, and yet there were so few men under 
 Col. Carrington's command that largo details were impossible. 
 On the 21st of Decen\ber, however, a force of ninety men was 
 sent out for wood, to complete the buildings necessary at the 
 post. They had not been gone long before firing" was heard; 
 the Indians were attacking the wagons. From the fort the sen- 
 tinels saw that the train had been corraled, and that the men 
 were endeavoring to defend themselves. They would, of course, 
 be far outnumbered— even now the Indians came in swarms, and 
 who could tell how many were waiting in the valleys beyond the 
 surrounding hills? Reinforcements must be sent, and Col. Car- 
 rington detailed seventy-six men to go to the rescue. Lieut. 
 Col. Fetterman claimed the privilege of leading them; Capt. 
 Brown, who had been ordered to Laramie, accompanied them, 
 having determined to take one more scalp before he left. Both 
 of these officers were impetuoas and daring, and frequently re- 
 quired the restraining influence of their superior. It was, then, 
 wkh special emphasis that Col. Carrington gave the order not 
 to pursue beyond Lodge TinL Eidge on any account. A little 
 before noon the relief party set out, intending not to make di- 
 rectly for the train, but by a little circuit to cut off the retreat 
 of the attacking Indian^. 
 
 Marching north, the creek was crossed, and the command soon 
 out of sight from the fort until they reached the higher ground 
 on the banks. A number of Indians were plainly visible on the 
 slopes of Lodge Trail Eidge, just out of rifle-range of Fetter- 
 man's party. The wagoners, fighting determinedly, but know- 
 ing nothing of the reinforcements, were surprised, to find the 
 assaults growing less vigorous ; many of the Indians were drawn 
 off to attack the relief, trusting to return to the wagons when 
 this should have been destroyed. 
 
 Before Fetterman and his men, like the will-o'-the-wisp before 
 the benighted traveler, went the handful of Indians. At last the 
 savages were just bej^bnd the summit of Lodge Trail Eidge, and 
 the soldiers pressed on. There were evidently so few savages 
 in this party that Col. Fetterman thought himself justified in dis- 
 obeying orders; and his ardor in the pursuit was at least equal- 
 ed by Capt. Brown's. Entering upon the forbidden ground be- 
 yond the ridge, they found the Indians were more numerous 
 than they thought, and correspondingly venturesome. Hastily 
 
444 
 
 ^MODERN IMDIAXS ±'1U11TEK» AWU WARST, 
 
 forming at the summit of the elevation nearly due north of 
 Lodge Trail Eidge, they prepared for defense. 
 
 Now at the fort was heard the rattle of rapid firing, as the 
 Sioux charged in hundreds at the little handful of white men, 
 there on the hilltoD. The r»,ase was hoiieless^ for their ammuni- 
 tion began to run low. Still, from beyond the hills new forces 
 of the enemy appeared until there were nearly two thousand 
 warriors in the field. Few of the Indians used their firearms; 
 sure of their prey, they preferred the pleasure of cleaving or 
 
 A DAKOTA CmEF. 
 
 stabbing ; and sheltered by their ponies, few of them were 
 injured. Seeing the hopelessness of their condition, the whites 
 made an effort to retreat. But six or seven of the moun- 
 taineers and old soldiers knew how useless would be the effort, 
 and manfully stood their ground. They fell, and the savages 
 charged upon the main body. It was clear to all the few who 
 remained that there was no hope. Col. Fetterman and Capt. 
 Brown had both sworn never to be taken alive by Indians. Each 
 had now but one load remaining : and as their comrades fell be- 
 
WILLIAM COMSTOCK*'S DEATH. 
 
 445 
 
 neath that terrible rain of tomahawks, each raised his revolver, 
 placed it at the temple of his friend, and fired. They had kept 
 their oath, and had escaped torture. 
 
 The last man was dead, and the cessation of the shots told the 
 terrible tale at the fort. The entire force remaining there number- 
 ed but little more than a hundred — barely two hundred when the 
 men of the wagon train had made good their escape. A force 
 was immediately sent out to find the remains of Petterman's 
 party, in the vain hope that some might yet be alive. The story 
 was told, like many another, only by the position of the bodies; 
 while the powder stains on the temples of the two officers show- 
 ed what had been the last office of friendship. Only four oth- 
 ers had been shot, but whether by themselves or the Indians 
 could not be determined. 
 
 Such was the famous massacre at Port Philip Kearney; an 
 event which, more than any other, marked the year 1866 with 
 blood. The succeeding year was comparatively peaceful, sever^ 
 al months being occupied by councils between U. S. Commis- 
 missioners and the chiefs of various tribes. But in 1868 the fire 
 blazed forth fiercely. We have already outlined some of the 
 operations in that year, the most successful being Gen. Custer's 
 campaign against the Cheyennes. It remains only to note the 
 fate of one man, known all over the plains as one of the most 
 efficient scouts and guides attached to the service. 
 
 WILLIAM COMSTOCK's DEATH. 
 
 In the sketch of Gen. Custer, we have frequently had occa- 
 sion to mention William Comstock, to quote his quaintly ex- 
 pressed bits of wisdom, and to show what services he rendered 
 the command ; and in another ylace we have seen how narrowly 
 he missed the title of " Buffalo Bill,'' whr.n competing with the 
 present acknowledged owner of that title for the belt as cham- 
 pion buffalo killer. Wary and experienced, he was invaluable 
 as a scout and guide ; and the safety of a regiment may depend 
 upon the efficiency of the one ma^ who acts in this capacity. His 
 pride was in his thorough acquaintance with his trade," as he 
 frequently called the business of Indian fighting. 
 
 Ef I know anything, it's Injuns," he was wont to say, as he 
 expressed an opinion in any case. Officers and men listened 
 with deference to what they knew were words of wisdom, and 
 no one thought of doubting the assertion quoted ; but the event 
 
WILLIAM COMSTOCK's DEATH. 
 
 proved that he did not know the savages well enough to distrust 
 them always. 
 
 A band of Cheyennes had encamped not far from Big Spring 
 Station, Kansas, where Comstock happened to be at the time. 
 Eiding out to their village with a single companion, a brother 
 scout, they were most hospitably entertained by the chiefs. An 
 Indian is always ready to receive a guest, and give him the best 
 fare at his command. Comstock and his friend passed the af 
 ternoon very pleasantly, and when the August day was drawing 
 to a close made preparations to return. The chiefs, with sincere 
 cordiality, pressed them to stay the night; but declining the in- 
 vitation, they rode away. They had gone but a short distance 
 when they saw that they were followed by ten or twelve young 
 warriors of the village they Lad just left. Even this, suspicious 
 as it was, excited no alarm, and the braves rode up alongside the 
 scouts and exchanged the usual solemn salutations. 
 
 By some cunning maneuvre, the two white men were separa- 
 ted, Comstock being a little behind his companion, and both sur- 
 rounded by Indians. Hardly had the warriors achieved this 
 success when, in answer to some unobserved signal, each party 
 attacked its chosen victim. The whole affair had been carefully 
 planned beforehand, and each warrior knew just how to attack. 
 At such close quarters, with such odds, the result was almost in- 
 evitable; and 3^et Comstoek\s companion, trusting to the speed 
 of an excellent horse, managed to escape with but a few wounds. 
 
 His good fortune was perhaps due to their greater wish for his 
 comrade^s life. When he saw their design, Comstock was at once 
 ready ; without a thought of retreat, he tried to defend himself. 
 But they were too man}^. Closing around him, regardless of their 
 own safety, they managed to disarm him; and although even 
 thus he struggled manfully, he was soon dispatched. The reason 
 for this murder is a singular commentary on the stories in which 
 the noble red man figures as hero. These young braves had 710 
 particular desire to avenge the wrongs of their race upon thr 
 scout whose skill had often caused their defeat; nor did they 
 think much of the fame to be gained by outwitting this wary foe. 
 Even with these motives, it would have been in the eyes of white 
 men an inexcusable crime; but their purpose made it even 
 worse. The murdered man had for some time carried a beau- 
 tiful ivory-handled revolver, and this the young braves had 
 coveted, taking this means of ':rettir!fr possession of it. 
 
THE MOBOCS. 
 
 But how could this one weapon benefit the whole party ? asks 
 the reader. Easily enough managed: the Indians are ready to 
 gamble at all times and under all circumstances; and when the 
 triumphant party had secured the prize, together with the scalp, 
 clothes and saddle of the scout, they proceeded to determine who 
 should be the favored possessor of each article. * 
 
 GEN. STURGIS, THE FAMOUS INDIAN FIGHTER. 
 
 THE MODees. 
 
 The Indian cannot understand why he cannot retain a reserra- 
 tion once ceded, and naturally resents a forced change by a se- 
 ries of outrages. Such was the grievance of the Modocs, once a 
 nation numbering thousands, but diminished by famine and pes- 
 tilence to less than four hundred souls. Removed from their 
 home on Lake Klamath, to southern Oregon, Capt. Jack^s band 
 for some time refused to go. The Klamaths, notoriously quar- 
 relsome, had been placed on the same reservation, and trouble 
 soon began. After the Indian agents had made many attempts 
 to settle the difficulties, the Modocs, who declared that the res- 
 ervation was only a Klamath trap for them, departed to the high 
 lands known as the lava beds, beyond the California line. 
 
 The Government made several ineffectual efforts to compel 
 
450 THE MODOC WAR. 
 
 these Indians to return to their reservation, but they persistent- 
 ly rejected all peaceful overtures. Commissioners had been ap- 
 pointed when they first left Oregon, but had resigned when they 
 found all eiforts unavailing ; and in March, 1873, a new commis- 
 sion was formed, composed of Gen. E. R. S. Canby, Rev. Dr. E. 
 ThoTnas, a leading Methodist divine of California, Messrs. Mea- 
 cham, Rosborough and Dyer. Trusting in a system of gentle 
 compulsion, with a proper display of the force that could be used 
 f if n ecessary, the commissioners held several parleys with the In- 
 dians, who were insolent and 
 aggressive. At one of these 
 interviews Captain Jack and 
 his men appeared with fresh 
 white scalps at their belts, but 
 gradually becoming more shy 
 and cautious, refused to come 
 into camp at all. 
 
 It was the evening of the 
 tenth of April that Bogus 
 Charley came into camp with 
 several others, all of whom 
 were liberally treated, receiv- 
 ing presents of clothing and 
 provisions. By these Indians 
 the commissioners sent a message to the chief, inviting him 
 to a talk at a designated spot about half a mile outside of 
 the picket lines. Boston Charley came in the next morning, say- 
 ing that Captain Jack, with five of his followers, would meet 
 them there. Between ten and eleven o'clock the commissioners, 
 accompanied by the interpreter and his squaw, and Boston Char- 
 ley and Bogus Charley, went out to the spot designated, and 
 there met the six Modocs. Sitting down in a sort of a broken 
 circle, the commissioners explained^what they wished the Mo- 
 docs to do, and what would be the advantages of such a course 
 of action. Captain Jack answered evasively in an apparently 
 serious strain that seems to have blinded the white men. When 
 he had finished, he stepped back, and Schonchin began to talk. 
 
 Imagine the scene : a wide valley, nearly level, a kind of con- 
 gealed sea, where the black and ragged crested waves were of 
 lava; here and there, in the small hollows a little ash-like soil 
 supported a tangled growth of sage-bush ; bounded by dark and 
 
 GEN. E, R. S. CANBY. 
 
niB MODOC WAR. 
 
452 
 
 THE MODOC WAh. 
 
 frowning walls of lava-like roc" more than a thousand feet high} 
 here was the little circle, nearly all seated, one only standing by 
 his horse ; such was the picture as Schonchin spoke. Suddenly, 
 in the pauses of his speech, Mr. Dyer, who stood by his horse, 
 heard a cap snap ; turning quickly arouftd, he saw Captain Jack 
 with his pistol pointed at Gen. Canby. It was the signal for 
 the massacre. Aiming again at the same victim, the chief fired, 
 and the noble old man fell, while Dr. Thomas was killed at al- 
 most the same instant. Mr. Dyer'turned as soon as he heard the 
 cap miss, and was pursued by Hooker Jim ; but the two shots 
 of the latter were without effect, and he retreated when the white 
 man drew his derringer. Mr. Meacham escaped, as well as the 
 interpreter and his squaw. 
 
 The bugle sounded to arms, and the troops hastily advanced. 
 On they dashed past the body of Dr. Thomas, and that of their 
 beloved and respected commander, eager to avenge his death; 
 but the enemy had escaped into the almost impregnable fastness- 
 es that towered above them, and they had to return to the camp 
 without accomplishing their desires. 
 
 The Canby massacre was speedily known all over the country, 
 and created the most intense excitement and resentment against 
 its perpetrators. Gen. Schofield was sent against the Modocs 
 and they were attacked in the lava-beds by Gen. Gillem and Col. 
 Mason. This engagement took place on the 15th ; and all day 
 long both the troops and the Indians fought gallantly and des- 
 perately, for revenge or for life'. The Modocs, driven to their 
 camp at nightfall, were not unwilling to renew the conflict the 
 next day. Finally they were cut off from the water, their camp 
 was broken up by shelling, and it was only under cover of night 
 that they were able to escape. 
 
 At last the Modocs had been driven twenty miles from their 
 original stronghold ; and although they fought with desperate 
 courage, the contest was a hopeless one. Entrenched in one of 
 the caves which had probably once been a vent for the liquid mass 
 now forming a rocky sea over so great an extent of count:fy^ 
 Captain Jack, with less than fifty warriors, had held six hundred 
 soldiers at bay ; but he was powerless to cope with his own fol- 
 lowers, when interest or fear bade them desert to the enemy. 
 Half of his warriors had surrendered themselves, and his spirf 
 was broken. At last a Modoc, with a white flag, met a scouting 
 party with the intelligence that Captain Jack wanted to surren- 
 
454 
 
 THE MODOC WAR, 
 
 der, and wLen it was seen that he was well received, the chief 
 himself came forward with extended hand. 
 
 It was the middle of the summer afternoon as the party ap- 
 proached camp with their prisoner, and all but the necessary- 
 guards were enjoying a siesta. But as the soldiers on duty re= 
 
 CAPTAIN JACK. 
 
 cogniived the Indian captive who was approaching, and passed the 
 infornjation each to the other, the drowsy quiet vanished as if 
 by magic. "Wild cheers from the troops greeted the murderer of 
 tbeir teloved old commander, as he entered the camp and stood 
 before them, every inch a chief. Proud, disdainful, indiiferent to 
 taunt and courtesy alike, he maintained a dogged silence, even 
 when ironed; only a subordinate protested against this insult. 
 
456 
 
 GENERAL CHOOK. 
 
 But when it was once decided what should be done with th© 
 iMouocs, and a civil trial preferred to a court-martial, or exter- 
 mination without trial, as some extremists urged, Captain 
 Jack's silence was broken. Condemned to death, he said that 
 he had not wanted to fight the whites, but had been driven to it 
 by his warriors; but the law takes cognizance of actions, not of 
 wishes, and he, with those of his followers who had participated 
 in the massacre, were sentenced and hanged. Probably he would 
 have remained silent had any other mode of death been chosen; 
 but this, to the Indian, is the most horrible of all. Believing 
 that the soul escapes through the open mouth at the moment of 
 death, strangulation, according to his idea, prevents this, and 
 the unhappy spirit, condemned to hover around the decaying 
 body, is kept forever from the happy hunting grounds. 
 
 So we take leave of the Modocs, that once, according to the 
 boast of a chief, were as the sands of the sea in number and now 
 are a miserable remnant of little more than two hundred souls. 
 
 Comparative peace reigned for a space of about two years. 
 Although there was no lack of outrages committed during this 
 time, yet they did not result in war with any one tribe. But 
 when the discovery of gold in the Black Hills country drew ad- 
 venturei^s thither, the Sioux were ready to fight for the land 
 which had bedh so solemnly ceded to them. The information 
 that soldiers were marching against them, from both north and 
 south only enraged them the more, and it is calculated that the 
 first half of the year 1876 saw the murder of a hundred miners. 
 Certain it is that the latter part of that half-year saw a massacre «^ 
 unapproached since the days of Braddock ; but no Washington 
 rode unharmed among the showers of bullets, when Custer and 
 his command were slaughtered. We have already detailed the 
 earlier part of this double expedition, but the battle on the Eose- 
 bud is so characteristic of Indian warfare that it deserves fur- 
 ther description. 
 
 On the principle that " it takes a thief to catch a thief,'^ many 
 of our best Indian fighters make it a rule to employ friendly red- 
 skins in every campaign ; especially is this true of the G-ray Fox, 
 as the savages have dubbed Gen. Crook, naming him from the 
 color of his usual apparel and his success in foiling their most 
 cunningly laid plans. In this battle, his right wing consisted of 
 these dusky allies and two companies of infantry, while his left 
 was composed entirely df cavalry. Slowly advancing, the whole 
 
..h MODOO WAH, 
 
 457 
 
 BOSTON CHARLEY, SHACK NASTT JIM. 
 
 MODOOS. 
 
THE BATTLE ON THE ROSEBUD. 
 
 lint was soon in the midst of furious fighting. The cavalry 
 charged upon the dusky mass, with about the effect of a descent 
 upon so many files; the army of Indians scattered, resolving 
 itself into a number of individual savages, but only to reu- 
 nite and prepare to receive, in an equally strong position, anoth- 
 
 GEN. C. H. CROOK. 
 
 er charge. So the cavalry was led onward, until the two wings 
 were completely disunited. The left was recalled to the origin' 
 nal position, but it was more difficult to retrace their steps than 
 it had been to advance. Charging onward, they had found the 
 enemy melt away before them; retreating, Indians poured from 
 every ravine and hill. Contending with the dusky foe on flank 
 and rear as well as in front, there was a moment of desperate 
 hand-to-hand fighting — sabres and pistols, lances and knives, — 
 and they had hewn a path back to the standard of the commander. 
 
THE BATTLE OJ" THE ROSEBtfD. 459 
 
it was an eventtul year to the Indian fighters. All throirgh the 
 summer and fall we hear of marches and nghts; of the Indians 
 pursued so closely and so secretly that on one occasion at least 
 the soldiers found the live embers of a fire, a bloody hatchet, and 
 parts of a newly killed antelope carcass in a new brush tepee, on 
 the line of march. As they advanced to the northward, their 
 jourse became plainer to the Indian, whose only learning is the 
 voodcraft which enables him tc baffle or pursue his enemies; and 
 Lhe horizon, here and there, grew dark with the smoke of signal 
 fires. Gen. Crook expected to receive reinforcements of Crow 
 Indians early in June, but as they did not join him at the time 
 when they were ordered to do so, he sent two companies of in- 
 fantry forward to Powder Eiver, a day in advance of the main 
 column, to meet them, in order to insure safety from the hostiles. 
 But telegraphic communication with the Crow agency ' i ieen 
 broken, and they had never received his orders. It was then 
 without the expected assistance that he must advance into a coun- 
 try where every foot of ground could have told a story of some 
 inhuman massacre or desperate defense. 
 
 The country through which they were now marching had been 
 the scene, in 1866, of a massacre of ninety men, near Fort Phil 
 Kearney; in 1867, of a desperate fight of six Montanians near 
 by the same spot, an encounter which not one of the white men 
 survived ; Crazy Woman's Fork had seen, in 1868, a furious at- 
 tack upon a party of twelve men, who heroically defended the 
 women and children, and at last drove off the assailants. Three * 
 times had this been the objective point in a military invasion of 
 the Indian country ; in 1865, Gen. Connor had, by desperate 
 fighting, destroyed a village of hostile Cheyennes and Arapa- 
 hoes ; in 1866, Gen. Carrington had left the Indians masters of 
 the situation; and early in 1876, Gen. Crook him? If had fallen 
 back temporarily. 
 
 Many of the chiefs were qui^^e willing to sell the Black Hills 
 on any terms that the governm 3nt might ofPer ; accui amg to their 
 assertions, the truth of which was afterward confirmed by other 
 evidence, there were but few Sioux absent from the reservation^ 
 the bulk of Sitting Bull's forces being Cheyennes, with a sprink- 
 ling^of other tribes. But Sitting Bull swore that he would fight 
 for the Black Hills as long as the question was unsettled^ or as 
 long as he lived. 
 
 In July, Gen. Merritt was ordered to join Crook, but was de- 
 
OENEKAL CROUK. 
 
 layed somewhat by the band of eight hundred Cheyennes, whom 
 he drove back to their agency. Doubtless this had a most ex- 
 cellent effect upon all the Indians who learned of it, preventing 
 them from leaving the reservation. Another reinforcement of 
 six companies of the Fifth Infantry was ordered at the same 
 time, the commander being Gen. Miles. This officer, who had 
 served through the Civil War, and had then earned himself an 
 honorable name, had the reputation of being one of the best In- 
 dian fighters on the border. Doubtless the news of this last 
 force was doubly welcome to Gen. Crook, who preferred infantry 
 to cavalry, since the latter are at home and ready to fight under 
 all circumstances; the cavalry, dismounted, being compelled to 
 fight under unusual conditions. 
 
 But even before the arrival of these reinforcements, while the 
 Indians were three to one, Gen. Crook had no doubt of his ability 
 to whip Jhem. His delay came from his fear that the victory 
 would be barren of results if only a small force were engaged, 
 while the assistance of the promised troops would enable him to 
 end the campaign with one crushing blow. 
 
 The aim of both Terry and Crook had been to effect a junction, 
 and on Aug. 8th, the former marched up the Eosebud for tha^ 
 purpose. The heat was intense, and the lack of water, so com* 
 mon in that region, increased greatly the sufferings of men and 
 horses. There was but little grass, for ever since the battle oii 
 the Little Big Horn the Indians had bee-n burning the vegetation 
 which might afford sustenance to the enemy's horses ; and an oc 
 casional oasis in this desert, where the grass, protected bysligh'^ 
 shade, had been too green to burn, was hailed with joy. As they 
 journeyed on, a Sioux squaw brought intelligence of a terrible 
 fight between Crook and the Sioux, in which the latter had been 
 well-nigh annihilated. Scarcely daring to believe this welcome 
 news, they pushed onward, and found, on reaching his c imp on 
 the 10th, that it was true. The combined force, according o Gen, 
 Sheridan's official despatches, amounted to less than twc thou- 
 sand seven hundred men; the Indians could muster from eight 
 to ten thousand warriors. 
 
 Having retired to Fort Fetterman to wait for the expected re* 
 inforcements, it was about the middle of November when Gen, 
 Crook left that point at the head of the largest force that had 
 been sent against the Indians for many years. Eleven companies 
 of cavalry, the same number of infantry, four of artillery, and a 
 
GENERAIi CROOK. 
 
 m 
 
 body of three nundred and fifty Indians commandea by white of- 
 ficers, formed his army. Intending to marcn against Crazy 
 Horse, he learned that that wily Indian chief nad so placed his 
 camp thai a long and roundabout march would be required to 
 surprise it, and it was determined to attack the OheyenneS; vvho 
 were somewhere near, in the foot-hills. The Indian a^'ies for 
 some time searched for the exact locality, and were at iast re' 
 
 THE INDIAK CAMP. 
 
 warded by finding the village without being discovered. l^ov.\ 
 2STdy Gen. Mackenzie, with seven hundred picked cavalry and 
 the whole body of friendly Indians, marched toward the Chey- 
 'enne camp, halting at striking distance the next day to wait for 
 darkness to conceal his farther advance. When night fell, the 
 inarch was resumed, and before daylight he reached a point from 
 which the men could distinctly hear the clamor made by the 
 voices and tom-toms of the Ift^aws^^they performed the scalp- 
 
4G4 
 
 GENERA^ CROOK. 
 
 dance in honor of a reeent successful attack upon a small party 
 of Crows. 
 
 The situation of the troops was pitiable in the extreme. In 
 the bottom of a dark and narrow gorge, around them rose the 
 rocky sides to a height of a thousand feet; the snow lay piled in 
 drifts from two to four feet deep, and the cold was intense, yet 
 no fire could be built, and perfect silence must be maintained- 
 The horses stood with heads bowed down, tired out with the 
 long march ; the men shuffled their feet quietly, and now and 
 then changed their positions, just moving enough to keep from 
 freezing. As the faint gray streaks in the east proclaimed the 
 approach of morning, the noises in the Indian camp died gradu- 
 ally away; and when all was still, the half-frozen troops climbed 
 with stiffened limbs into their saddles, and moved forward to the 
 •attack. 
 
 Moving silently down the long canon towards th-e village, 
 which lay stretched out for three miles along the banks of the 
 frozen stream, the Indian allies rode forward, and with all the 
 whoops and yells which charaQterize their conflicts, fell upon 
 one end of the village. Many of the Cheyennes, seizing their 
 arms, rushed to cover among the rocks inaccessible to the white 
 men; some were killed before they had gained this refuge, while 
 others stayed behind to defend their lodges. The cavalry were 
 soon in the midst of the fight. Dull Knife, the Cheyenne chief, 
 sprang to his arms, and called upon his warriors to repulse the 
 soldiers. But though the summons was echoed by a rapid and 
 galling fire from those savages still in the village, nothing could 
 withstand the onset of the heavy cavalry; and having seen his 
 youngest and favorite son fall at his very feet. Dull Knife joinea 
 his flying band, and in a short time the village, entirely deserted 
 by its inhabitants, was in the possession of the troops. 
 
 From their rocky refuge the Cheyennes poured an incessant 
 fire. 'No power from below could dislodge the determined fight- 
 ers from their position, and it soon became apparent that the at- 
 tacking force was powerless against less than half its numbers. 
 Burning the village, and disposing his men 'SO as to secure as 
 much protection as possible from the fire of the enemy, Gen 
 Mackenzie despatched an Indian to ask Gen. Crook for reinforce- 
 ments. Not until ten A. M. the next day did this runner reach 
 the main camp, when the infantry was immediately sent to the 
 relief of the cavalry. There was no dplay ; every man whs anT 
 
a£N^EAL MILES. 
 
 465 
 
 ions to get where he could help his comrades, and though swear- 
 ing like our army in Flanders as they floundered on through 
 the deep snow-drifts, they only halted for a few hours at three 
 A. M., when the guide lost the trail ; proceeding onward at dawn 
 and meeting some of Mackenzie's advance guards a little after 
 sunrise. 
 
 They found that their coming would afford no assistance, for 
 the enemy had been obliged by the cold to leave their lofty posts 
 and retreat to a position where they could build fires and pre- 
 pare food. The Indians, to whom clothes are an adornment 
 rather than a necessity, habitually sleep naked when in camp 
 and unsuspicious of danger ; those of the plains, whatever may be 
 said of their hardy vigor, are peculiarly susceptible to cold ; so 
 that the Cheyennes, driven by an enemy with which human nature 
 could not contend, collected their herds of ponies during the 
 night and retreated. Even then Mackenzie's plans were frustrated, 
 for a strong and determined rear-guard drove back the pursuers 
 set upon their track as soon as their departure was discovered. 
 With no food but the flesh of their ponies, no clothing but the 
 green hides of the same faithful animals, they made their way 
 with almost incredible diflicalty across the bleak snow-clad sum- 
 mits of the Big Horn Mountains to the camp of Crazy Horse. 
 From their old allies and friends, the Sioux, to whom they had 
 never yet refused assistance, from whom they had never yet fail- 
 ed to obtain it, the half-frozen and famishing Cheyennes might 
 well hope to receive food, shelter and protection. But self-pre- 
 servation is the first instinct of our natures, and the Sioux chief 
 felt the support of fifteen hundred people too great a tax upon his 
 own band; and he received them so coldly, and supplied their 
 wants with such a niggardly hand, that they soon left the camp. 
 Unable to contend against such difiiculties, no alternative was 
 left them, and early in 1877 they surrendered themselves. 
 
 Justice soon overtook the Sioux who had denied food and shel- 
 ter to their suffering allies, in the shape of an expedition against 
 them headed by Gen. Miles. Setting out Dec. 27th, with a force 
 of seven companies of infantry, numbering three hundred fight- 
 ing men, they experienced heavy snow, intense cold, and severe 
 windstorms. The influence of the latter upon the temperature 
 can hardly be estimated by those who know but little of the 
 plains ; they cut through and through with the keenest and most 
 piercing cold. Slowly they prnrvo^-^,>d. their progress retarded 
 
GENERAL MILES. 
 
 by hardships which cannot be exaggerated, towards the Wolf 
 Mountains, sixty miles away. At last they were rewarded by 
 finding Indian sign, and pushing on, struck a large force of In- 
 dians on the 7th. Defeating these, they marched onward, en- 
 countering a body of a thousand warriors on the 8th. Fully 
 armed, and well supplied with ammunition, the redskins were 
 confident of victory. The ground was rough and broken, so that 
 tio cavalry was needed; inde^.d, if they had had such a force, it^ 
 freuld have been difficult to use. 
 
 GENERAL WESLEY MERRITT, 
 
 gain and again they charged upon the troops, but were as otten 
 pulsed. For five hours the fight continued, though during the 
 greater part of this time a blinding snowstorm almost hid them 
 from each other. The Indians at last retreated, fighting as they 
 went, and w«3re closely pursued as far as supplies permitted. 
 The loss on the part of the troops was small ; that of the Indians 
 could not be absolutely determined. Many squaws and children 
 were taken prisoners, to whom the kindness with which their 
 captors treated them seemed very extraordinary. Used to the 
 
CHIEF JOSEPH AND THE NEZ PERCES 
 
 mhumanity of their own treatment of captives, it was quite puz* 
 Bling to them. 
 
 The strength of the hostiles was practically broken; the Chey- 
 ennes had come in and surrendered themselves. Sitting Bull, 
 with his conglomerate force, had betaken himself into Canada, 
 and Crazy Horse and his band of Sioux had been defeated by 
 this last fight with Gen. Miles. A band of the ISTez Perces Indians 
 %re the dusky heroes of the next campaign, which was conducted 
 
 by Gen. Howard. The so-called 
 Chief Joseph, of the Nez Perces, 
 was really a scalawag with some 
 followers, the main body of the 
 tribe keeping firmly to the treaty 
 made with the United States 
 in 1855. 
 
 Leaving their reservation in 
 the summer of 1877, these non- 
 treaty Indians, as they ^ -^re 
 called, refused to return^ and it 
 was necessary to employ force. 
 Gen. Gibbon accordingly march- 
 ed against them, and a severe en- 
 GEN. o. o. HOWARD. gagcmcnt ensued when the two 
 
 forces met, Aug. 9th, which resulted in a heavy loss to the troops. 
 Encouraged by this success, Chief Joseph and his band started 
 eastward to the buffalo country, but were met by Gen. Sturgis, 
 with the Seventh Cavalry. All day long they fought, and the 
 Indians, badly cut up, retreated, followed by Gen. Sturgis, who 
 had now been reinforced by Gen. Howard. The last day of 
 September Gen. Miles made a sudden attack upon the enemy, 
 whose camp was on the level ground of the river bottom. The 
 Indians fled to the crests of the surrounding hills, and ther ce re- 
 pulsed the charges of the Seventh Cavalry. A row of deavl hor- 
 ses marked the line of attack, and nearly all the officers were 
 killed or disabled. Finally the Indians took to the pits and ra- 
 vines, whence it was almost impossible to dislodge them. 
 
 The arrival of Gen. Howard, Oct. 4th, was followed, the next 
 day, by the surrender of Joseph and his band. 
 
 ^^I am tired of fighting,^' said he ; our chiefs are killed; the 
 old men are all dead; it is the young men who say yes or no. 
 He who led on the young men iss d^ d. It is cold, a"d we have 
 
THE UTES. 
 
 no blankets ; the little children are freezing to death. I am tired ; 
 my heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will 
 fight no more forever.^' 
 
 The outbreaks of the succeeding years are mainly due to the bad 
 faith of the Indian agents. The Utes, particularly, hftd always 
 been notably peaceable, submif ,to many indignities rather 
 than go to war with the whites. ne inveterate enemies of the 
 Sioux, it was their earnest desire to "travel the white man's 
 road/' as the Indian expresses it. In July they set fire to the 
 
 CAPT. D. L. PAYNE. 
 
 timber near their reservation in order to concentrate game. This 
 resulted in the destruction of considerable property, and the 
 guilty ones were ordered to be arrested. Provoked by many 
 previous indignities, they were not disposed to submit to this 
 reasonable requirement, and it became necessary to send for 
 troops. 
 
 Major Thornburgh was accordingly despatched with one hun- 
 dred and sixty men, and followed the enemy into the sandhills. 
 Here the Utes, brought to bay, ambuscaded, but th^ ruse was 
 fortanately discovered bv the troops, and they were obli^jed t»J> 
 ^i^^^ge their tactics. Jbasi 'ng ciown upon the main force, they 
 
THE tfTES, 
 
470 
 
 WAR CLOUDS. 
 
 reached the end of the train, and a moment held their own, but 
 were more than once repulsed. The gallant commanding officer 
 led a counter charge against them, but fell at the head of his men. 
 Securing his body, they retreated and intrenched themselves be- 
 hind the wagons and dead horses. Again and again the Indians 
 charged upon them, only ceasing at night, and recommenced early 
 the next morning. The death of Major Thornburgh left Capt, 
 Payne in command, and encouraged by him the troops held out 
 bravely, until the sixth day came. Worn out by the constant 
 vigilance required as well as by the intense anxiety with which 
 their situation most naturally filled them, with what delight they 
 must have seen yonder dark spot on the horizon grow into aline, 
 the line into a moving mass, the indistinct outlines of which grad- 
 ually brighten into the semblance of a company of soldiers ! For 
 once, if never before or since, they felt the distinctions of race 
 even more completely blotted out than the advocates of the Fif- 
 teenth Amendment and the Civil Eights Bill could hope, and 
 they did not scruple to accept the assistance of these black sol- 
 diers. " The colored troops fought nobly,^' and when Gen. Mer- 
 ritt arrived with the Fifth Cavalry, there was but little more to be 
 done. The Utes,however,did not return to their reservation un- 
 til the burning of their agency, and the murder of many white 
 men had enraged the surrounding country. 
 
 Trouble with the Poncas was anticipated, when, early in 1881, 
 they were removed from their reservation, which was ceded to 
 the Sioux, who would not accept the gift. But before the In 
 dians could take decisive action, the presence of G-ens. Croo) 
 and Miles, who had been sent with two columns to visit and r- 
 port upon the state of affairs, frightened them into submissia^ 
 
CHAPTER XVI. 
 
 APACHE OUTBEEAKS- 
 
 EXCEPTING- the Sioux, the Apaches are perhaps the most 
 formidable of our Indian tribes. The various bands had 
 been committing depredations along the Mexican border for many- 
 years, seemingly unchecked by the authority of either country. 
 Indeed, such are the natural strongholds in which they take refuge 
 that they are safe from all pursuit. Bowlders and scrub timber 
 shelter them, when the troops would climb the steep sides of the 
 canons, and enable them to pour forth a deadly fir^ with entire 
 safety to themselves. 
 
 Such was the state of affairs when, in the beginning of Septem- 
 ber, 1882, Gen. Crook was ordered to Arizona, to deal with these 
 unconquerable foes. Wary and cunning, he had won the reputa- 
 tion of being the best Indian fighter on the border; certainly 
 his constant use of Indian allies enabled him to trace the enemy 
 under circumstances where white men alone would have no 
 chance. The fall and winter were devoted to the work of 
 pacification, in the hope that war might be averted. But a so- 
 called tribe consists of numberless bands, any one of which may 
 go to war while the others faithfully keep thepeace. Even while 
 Crook was persuading the Apaches that they had better stay on 
 their reservation, the Chiricahuas, the most bloodthirsty band 
 of the tribe, had crossed the boundary, and were pillaging and 
 murdering in Mexico. Early in the spring, they recrossed the 
 line, bent on the same errand in the United States, and again 
 the border was devastated by the pitiless savage ^ the hardy 
 pioneer was called on to defend himself and family from fierce 
 attacks by night and by day, and massacre and rapine formed 
 the burden of news from that regioa. Among their earliest vic- 
 tims were Judge MeComas and his wife, who had gone from St. 
 Louis to look after some mining interests; therr six-year-old 
 son Obarll-e being carried into captivity. 
 
APACUE OUTBREAKS. 
 
 This occurred within twenty-five miles of Gen. Crook's head- 
 quarters, but so little did the savages fear pursuit that they raiur- 
 dered twenty other persons before they took refuge in the fast- 
 nesses of the Sierra Madre. 
 
 May 1st, 1883, Gen. Crook left San Bernardino Springs with 
 a force made up of one hundred and ninetj^-thrce friendly 
 Apaches, and one company of cavalry, consisting of forty-two 
 enlisted men. The Indians were commanded by white officers, 
 and were relied upon as the most serviceable part of the com- 
 mand in catching the slippery foe in that inaccessible country. 
 
 Moving southeast through a region desolated by the savage 
 marauders, for three days they saw no human beings but each 
 other. Through the jungles of cane and mesquite that covered 
 the once cultivated land they followed the trail of the hostiles, 
 the guide Peaches'' leading them on. Crossing the line, they 
 were received with exuberant joy by the Mexicans, who lived in 
 constant fear of the Apaches. The authorities offered every as- 
 sistance, even to guides; but the latter proffer was declined. As 
 they advanced, the trail became fresher, and there were abun- 
 dant proofs that the Chiricahuas were not far oflP. The scouts, a 
 day's journey in advance of the cavalry, at last discovered a camp. 
 If not surprised, the hostiles could never be dislodged from their 
 natural fortress, and Crook gave orders for surrounding the camp^ 
 
 The surprise was complete, and for hours the fight raged hot- 
 ly. But the nature of the country favored the Chiricahuas. De- 
 spairing of victory, they left the camp and its contents to the 
 enemy, and sought shelter in the surrounding ravines. Five half 
 grown girls and boys were taken prisoners, and the bodies of 
 nine warriors were afterward found ; but a further search could 
 not be made without great danger. 
 
 The camp had been captured, and the Apache loss was probably 
 severe; but the risk of running into an ambush was so great 
 that pursuit was not advisable. Besides, the whole band had 
 been alarmed by the destruction of this camp, and the troops 
 must wait to execute a second surprise, after the Indians had 
 quieted down, or else accept their surrender. 
 
 The fight took place May 16th. The succeeding day the Chiri^ 
 cahuas tried to treat through squaws, but Crook demanded 
 chiefs to act as representatives. In obedience to this, a Chirica 
 hua, a leading man of the tribe, though not a chief^ came ia 
 the 18thy and gave much information as to the movemeiits of kia 
 
474 
 
 APACHE OUTBREAKS. 
 
 people. One piece of news was received with satisfaction : a lit- 
 tle white boy, captured in New Mexico, had been in Chato's 
 camp — the one attacked — and that the squaws had carried him 
 off when they broke away at the first sign of an attack. 
 
 The chiefs came in, one after another, and professed their 
 readiness to surrender; but Gen. Crook would make no promises 
 of pardon for such offenders. Hieronymo, Chato, Benito, Loco, 
 
 TREATING FOR PEACE WITH GENERAL CROOK. 
 
 Jfatchez, Kan Tin No, all begged for an assurance of safety ; 
 but Crook told them that he could not allow them even a few 
 days to gather up their followers; that they must take the 
 chances of a fight with the exasperated Mexicans or Americans 
 if they could not catch up with the troops. Indeed, he could not 
 wait for them, as his supplies were not sufficient for troops and 
 prisoners. 
 
 Three hundred and eighty-four Chiricahuas had been taken, 
 mostly squaws and very old men; and six Mexican women bad 
 
476 -^APACHE OUTBREAKS, 
 
 been recapturea. With these prisoners Gen. Crook set out on 
 the return march, leaving the warriors to follow at their own 
 time. His later experience is a curious instance of the fickle- 
 ness of popular opinion. Eeceived with rejoicings, he was ban* 
 queted and lionized by the citizens; but when they saw his 
 prisoners, and knew that no warriors had yet come in, that 
 
 CRARLIE MCCOMAS. 
 
 Charlie McComas, whom he had promised to bring back with 
 him, was still in the hands of the enemy, he was denounced as 
 an unmitigated fraud. The press caught up the cry, and his 
 campaign was called a failure. Gen. Crook, however, was sen- 
 sible enough to bide his time without indulging in any effort to 
 vindicate himself; and the falsity of the charge of failure was 
 sbowr when the first band came in and surrendered. Not until 
 
APACHE OUTBREAKS. 
 
 the end of the next winter was the victory complete, for then 
 the last band of hostile Apaches gave themseJves up. 
 
 One more touch to the sketch, and we are done. Gen. Crook 
 had ordered them to bring in the captive child, but as month 
 after month passed by and still they did not obey, even he began 
 to distrust them. The following dispatch explains why they did 
 not come : 
 
 Presidio, San Francisco, Cal., March 23, 1884. 
 To the Adjutant- General of the United States Army, at Washington, 
 
 The following disptitch of this date has just been received from Gen. Crook: 
 A most careful examination has been made, and the testimony of the Indians is that 
 Charlie McComas was never seen alive after the night in the Sierra Madre. The 
 Indians scattered in every direction at the moment of the attack. The country 
 there is indescribably rough, the sides of the canons being covered with bowlders 
 and scrub timber which effectually conceals one taking refuge in them. I am satis- 
 fied that the Apaches hunted for him, as they promised to do, but it was so very 
 cold, and the rain fell that night, washing away his footprints, so that he could not 
 be trailed. There is now every reason to believe that he perished from cold and ex.- 
 posure. John Pope, Major-General. 
 
 GERONIMO. 
 
 Women and whisky are said to be the two causes of more quar 
 rels than are excited by anything else. In the larger contests 
 called wars, love of power and other ambitions take the place of 
 these primitive incitements ; but the Indian of the present day 
 has no such desires ; he is an animal to whom the privilege and 
 the means of getting drunk are the supreme good; and in what- 
 ever contempt he may hold the fair sex in general, he i^ as easily 
 t^wayed by a keen-witted woman as are any of his white brethren. 
 
 The trufe cause of the Apache outbreak in the spring of 1885 is 
 not easily determined. Various reasons have been assigned for 
 Geronimo and his braves taking the war-path. Perhaps the fol- 
 lowing is the most probable combination of the two reasons 
 which have been most confidently and authoritatively assigned, 
 by those who were in the best position to know. 
 
 Among the arts which the Indian of New Mexico and Arizona 
 possesses is that of making a beverage called tiswin, compared 
 with which fusil oil and Jersey lightning are as mild and harm- 
 less as xiew milk. But these Chiricahuas are not squeamish as 
 T^^ards the flavor of their liquors ; strength is all that is re- 
 ci'uirecf. Rendered desperate by long enforced temperance, the 
 Indians of this tribe, which is a sub-division of the great nation of 
 the Apaches, concocted a quantity of tiswin,and the braves got up- 
 
GEEONIMO. 
 
 on a glorious drunk. So much is certain, for it appears upon the 
 records of the War Department. With returning sobriety came 
 repentance, and a wholesome fear of Gen. Crook, by whose vigi- 
 lant care of his Indian charges such sprees were strictly forbid- 
 den and surely punished. Lieut. Davis, in command of the post, 
 was interviewed regarding their offense and the probability of 
 punishment. 
 
 ^'I must report the matter to Gen. Crook,^^ replied the officer; 
 " I cannot say what steps he will see fit to take in the matter/' 
 
 The braves withdrew anxious and fearful; bat concealing their 
 real feelings beneath a sullen gravity. At this point in the nar- 
 rative comes in the other disturbing element. The envoys re- 
 ported the ominous reply of the lieutenant to the others of the 
 tribe; and the matter was discussed at length. Huera, the wife 
 of Mangus, a principal chief of the tribe, possessed an influence 
 over the braves seldom equalled by Indian women. To her fierce 
 utterances they listened not unwillingly. It was not long before 
 she had convinced them that to stay and await punishment was> 
 a course unworthy of warriors ; and the next day saw them upon 
 the war-path. Their chosen chief was Geronimo, a half-breed 
 Mexican, who had, while yet a boy, been captured by the 
 Apaches. A willing pupil of the famous Cochise, he had learned, 
 every detail of Indian generalship; and had succeeded him in 
 the highest oflSce in the gift of the tribe. They had escaped puur 
 ishment, for a time at least ; for it is an axiom of Indian warfare, 
 the truth of which is at once apparent, that you cannot do any- 
 thing with an Indian until you have caught him. 
 
 This interview, v^^hich ended so disastrously for the white set- 
 tlers in New Mexico and Arizona, and ultimately for the Chiri- 
 cahuas themselves, took place about the middle of April, 1885. 
 It was the 15th of that month when the flight of the Indiansfrom 
 the reservation was discovered. The troops were at once pre- 
 pared for pursuit, and the long chase began. Their earliest field 
 of operations was in that portion of New Mexico bounded by the 
 Atlantic and Pacific E. E. on the north, the Ladron and Mag- 
 ialena mountains on the east, the Gila river on the south, and 
 the boundary line of Arizona on the west. Geronimo knew this 
 country as well as if he had made it himself,^' was the quaint re- 
 mark of a newspaper correspondent; and if it had been made 
 to order it could not have suited him better. From mountain 
 fastnesses inaccessible to the ordinary white man, the Apache 
 
480 
 
 cculd lock dowD upon the troops sent in pursuit of him; from 
 
 his hiding place m the hills he could make a sudden dash upon 
 scouting-parties. or cut off supply trains ; and the wily savage 
 knew bow to time these descents so as to avoid danger of dimin- 
 ishing his band. 
 
 But it was not only in finding secure hiding-places that the In- 
 dians were too much for the whites. Had that been all, they 
 might have been surrounded by a cordon of soldiers, and re- 
 duced by famine. They had pathways known only to themselveSj 
 by which they could elude pursuit. Issuing from their rocky 
 caves and lofty eyries, the untiring children of the plains would 
 descend upon the isolated settlements which are scattered ovev 
 the two territories, and write in fire and blood the message oi 
 defiance to the general whom they had once feared. Now ant. 
 then, perhapSj a captive woman or child would be carried off to? 
 fate worse than death; but more often all fell beneath the murder 
 ous stroke of the Apache. Possessing themselves of the horseis 
 which had once belonged to the murdered settler, they would 
 ride off. However hot the pursuit they were not to be caught 
 The cavalry must have rest, not only for themselves, but for 
 their horses. Bat if the steeds of the Indians tired, they had but 
 to steal others at the settlements which they passed, and, fresb 
 ly mounted, the unwearied red men laughed at the white man'i? 
 best speed. From ninety to one hundred miles in the course of 
 the day was no unusual achievement, though they were encum» 
 bered with their women and children; and if necessity required 
 they could travel as far again without resting. 
 
 But their depredations were not long confined to these narrow 
 limitSc Escaping from the soldiers who had nearly surrounded 
 them, the Chiricahuas fled into Mexico, The Apache campaign 
 of 1883 had brought about an understanding between the United 
 States and Mexican governments, that the troops of either nation 
 were to be permitted to pursue hostile Indians into the ter- 
 ritories of the other. Acting upon this understanding, various 
 parties were at different times sent across the Mexican line into 
 the Sonora and Chihuahua, and frequent brushes with the In- 
 dians were the consequence. In accordance with the well-known 
 theory of Gen. Crook, a number of Apache scouts were sworn in- 
 to the service of the United States, between two or three hundred 
 being under the command of Capt. Crawford alone. 
 
 From point to point along the I: order the soldiers pursued the 
 
482 
 
 GERONIMO. 
 
 fugitives. Now and then, a sudden encounter between them ^ould 
 result in the death of one or two whites^ and the retreat of the 
 Indians. These meetings would generally result from the efbrts 
 of the Chiricahuas to supply themselves with horses or cattle 
 from the ranches of the settlers. To detail one is to describe all 
 That occurring on the 11th of October, 1885, is perhaps as ©faar- 
 acteristic as any. Let us briefly rehearse the circumstances. 
 
 On Saturday, the 10th, Geronimo's party had driven off about 
 thirty head of cattle belonging to the Corrallitos Company. The 
 scene of the theft was Eamos, and two of the company's em- 
 ployees at that point, Messrs. Megrew and Wallace, immediate* 
 ly organized a party to go in pursuit of the thieves. Thirteei/ 
 vaqueros was the force which they mustered. Early the next 
 morning they came upon the position which the Indians occu- 
 pied. It was on both sides of a canon, the cattle being secured in 
 the deep ravine along with their horses. The cowboys, encour- 
 aged by their gallant leaders, rushed to the attack. Thdindians, 
 vastly their superiors in point of numbers, and occupying a pos- 
 ition having great advantages for defense^ received the attack 
 with more than usual boldnesSc The Apaches crept along 
 the brush which stretched partly down the hill, and opened fire 
 upon the vaqueros from two or three directions at once. The 
 cowboys yielded, and began to retire. Seeing this, a party oi 
 four bucks came out from their shelter, and began to descend the 
 * sides of the mountain* One of the Mexicans fell from his horse. 
 Megrew, who was near him, instantly drew rein, and springing 
 to the ground, raised the fallen man in his arms, thinking to save 
 him from an Indian captivity or massacre. But it was usel.ess ; 
 the man was dead when he reached his side. Standing over his 
 fallen follower, the American drew a bead on the foremost of the 
 pursuers. The Indian leaped from the ground, and fell dead in 
 his tracks. Before the enemy could again take aim, the others, 
 repenting their rash courage in leaving shelter, turned and fled 
 badk t© the main body. The death of their comrade was avenged 
 by a volley from the hills, which, however, did no harm to the 
 whites, who were by this time convinced that they could not 
 h^pe to dislodge the Indians from their advantageous position. 
 B^A is a fair specimen of the fights which frequently occurred 
 throughout the summer and fall of 1885; though it must be re- 
 membered that the loss of a brave was rather an unusual thing 
 for the Indians to experience. 
 
GERONIMO. 
 
 483 
 
 Many times through the fall of this year, the death of Geron- 
 ^Aio was rumored. The present historian has not made any exact 
 calculation, but has an impression that the chief was regularly 
 killed every week for about two months. At the beginning of 
 this season, Sept. 21, he had the temerity to venture totheChiri- 
 cahua camps, 300 yards from Port Apache. Here he remained 
 until day-break, when 
 he left for his hostile 
 camp, taking with him 
 two squaws, and as 
 much war material as 
 his pony could carry. 
 
 The 1st of Novem- 
 ber, Geronimo was suf- 
 ficiontlj^ alive to be 
 running from the Uni- 
 ted States troops under 
 the command of Lieut. 
 Day ; and no less than 
 three fights took place 
 between this body of 
 troops and the fugitive 
 savages aboutthis date. 
 It was a comparatively 
 easy thing for the Indians to elude the regular cavalry. But 
 Capt. Crawford, with his Apache scouts, were equally well ac- 
 quainted with the country, and fully as able to endure hardships 
 as the hostiles themselves. 
 
 This able officer, a warm personal friend of the general incom^ 
 mand of the Department, was one of those who joined the army 
 at the beginning of the Civil War. Beginning at the very foot of 
 the ladder, without military training, and probably without po- 
 litical influence, he had made his slow and laborious way to that 
 rank shown by his title. Serving under Gen. Crook in all his In- 
 dian wars, he had won that officer's high regard, as a man and a sol- 
 dier. From his subordinates, too, the respect which must be shown 
 '^o a superior was not an empty form. The Apaches, especiall}^, who 
 of all men were least likely to obey an officer simply because of 
 the rank which he had attained, were more docile in his hands 
 than in any others. It was owing to his skill in using troops of 
 this peculiar nature that he was placed in command of almost the 
 
 CAPT. CRAWFORD. 
 
484 
 
 GERONIMO. 
 
 entire body of Indian scouts, a mere handful being reserved to act 
 as guides and messengers for the other commands. 
 
 Since no one can fight the Apaches as well as their own peo- 
 ple, Capt. Crawford had a great advantage over the other officers 
 in the pursuit of Geronimo; nor did the nature of the man set 
 this at nought. All through November and December he was 
 upon their trail, patiently tracking them through the mount- 
 ainous wilds of the two territories and the neighboring portions 
 of Mexico. The story could not be told by any other, how skill- 
 fully he avoided the traps which the wily Chiricahuas set for him 
 how wonderfully he guided and controlled the wild legion which 
 he commanded ; and from him there is nothing but the dry and 
 formal reports to his superior officer. His men have sung his 
 praises, and it is from them, as well as from these same brief re 
 ports, and the accounts of his enemies, that the story is drawn. 
 
 By dint of making long night marches, and undergoing almost 
 incredible privations, this command had succeeded in coming up 
 with the flying Apaches. Geronimo, thoroughly terrified whew 
 be learned that his own people were on his trail, had made hU 
 best speed, but in vain. The Apache scouts represented themort 
 stable portion of the tribe, which was wholly at variance witj 
 the lawless portion known as the Chiricahuas, of whom they 
 were in constant fear. They had much the same reasons as the 
 whites for desiring the capture of the fugitives, and willingly 
 followed the leader whom they loved and respected, even 
 when the path lay in the midst of hardships and danger. The 
 hostiles were encamped near Nacori, in the State of Sonora. 
 Though they knew that the enemy was not far off, they thought 
 that they were safe for that night at least. Silently up the side 
 T)f the mountain, while the January dawn was still dim and gray, 
 the scouts crept, guided and led by their commander. The hos- 
 tiles, careless in their fancied security, were sleeping, if not the 
 sleep of the just, at least the sleep of men who had been chased foi 
 hundreds of miles over a rough, mountainous country ; who had 
 been in the saddle for perhaps twenty hours before they dare to 
 halt and rest. Suddenly the crack of Winchester rifles rang out 
 Upon the air. The braves start from the slumbers; the squawb 
 clasp the drowsy children in an agony of fear ; for they are but wo- 
 men, after all, these hardy, often cruel wives of the warriors. 
 The alarm runs from one to the other ; the men hastily grasp their 
 weapons, and discharge them at random. The fire that is poured 
 
<^EE0NI5?C. 
 
 485 
 
 :ric tne camp it blojiuy md regulaic ihough ^u^y »cxacking party 
 OT© something oi a disadvantage in point of position. But the 
 surprise has compensated for that, and the fcuddenly awakened 
 Indians are soon convinced that their case is a hopeless one. 
 
 The lay of the land was such that Capt. Crawford would not 
 venture a hand-to-hand conflict, unless the case absolutely com- 
 pelled it. Fortunately for his purpose, the hostiles recognized 
 that they would ultimately be at his mercy ; that the most they 
 could hope to do would be to protract the struggle, and thus en* 
 rage the inevitably victorious assailants still more. He who dek^ 
 fends an untenable position incurs the death-penalty; and ofthia 
 rule of warfare the cunning Chiricahuas was not ignorant. Eely- 
 upon the white man^s chivalry, the squaws of the camp were dis- 
 patched as messengers to the officer. The firing upon the camp 
 JCased, and the conferance began. The women stated that the 
 tbraves wished to confer with Capt. Crawford ; that they were 
 worn out with the long chase ; and that they were ready to meet 
 *bf3n. Crook and surrender to him. Terms they had none to pro- 
 pose ; they would place themselves at the mercy of the victor. As 
 i/Sort of guarantee that they would hold to their bargain, Capt. 
 Crawford demanded that they should surrender their horses, 
 iBules, ammunition, wagons and camp untensils. His require* 
 inents were at once complied with, and it was agreed that a con* 
 ference should be held the next day, looking to a meeting ibo* 
 iween Gen. Crook and the fugitives from his anger. 
 
 It becomes necessary for us to go back a few days, in order 
 ixplain the events of the next few hours. While the Apaoh© 
 4C0uts behaved themselves reasonably well within the limits of 
 jiieir camp, and while under the surveillance of their white ofll« 
 ^ers, when they were free from this watchfulness the Indian law- 
 lessness returned in full force. Some of the men of Crawford^S 
 command had committed depredations upon the Mexican citi- 
 ens. Added to this, it was not always easy for the harrassed 
 jottiers to say whether their assailants were Geronimo^s band or 
 not. Of course. United States soldiers ought to be distinguish- 
 ?Mq by their uniforms, particularly when they are upon the soil 
 3x a friendly country, in pursuit of a common enemy; but if the 
 Jnittd States soldier insists upon reserving his uniform for state 
 DCcasions, and ordinarily wears the scanty garb of the aforesaid 
 common enemy, how is the friendly nation to distinguisn I Su :^ 
 the difficulty which the Mei^io^ trCv^c ancourt^rovi 
 
GERONIMO. 
 
 could not be avoided, for the Apache, accontered in full uniform, 
 would not have been the same lithe and active mountaineer which 
 he is when in his accustomed severely simple dress; but it gavo 
 rise to the most lamentable circumstance of the war. 
 
 The Mexicans had suffered severely from the depredations of 
 the Indians^ as well as their neighbors across the border; and 
 they, as well as the Northerners, were determined to resent and 
 punish the outrages. The early part of January, particularly^ 
 had been fruitful in such attacks ; and there was more than one 
 force in pursuit of the marauders. Even before the beginning of 
 the year there had been determined efforts made. A body of 
 Mexicans, 150 s-trong, under the command of Santa Ana Perez, 
 a captain in the Mexican army, had trailed a band of Indians for 
 seventeen days, marching almost constantly. The utmost speed 
 of the Indians had not availed them much in this extremity, for 
 they had barely reached the main body of Geronimo's men when 
 the Mexicans came up with them. The fugitives found their com^ 
 rades treating with a United States officer. They had jumped 
 from the frying-pan into the fire. 
 
 The Mexicans, nothing daunted by the sight of the consider- 
 able village which lay before them, opened fire upon it. They 
 had followed that trail too long to be balked of their revenge, 
 simply because they had a somewhat larger force to deal with 
 than they had expected to meet. Through all the long days, when, 
 almost starving, almost famishing, they had followed the thiev- 
 ing, murdering Apaches, they had hungered and thirsted more 
 for their blood than for actual food and drink. 
 
 The supposed camp of Geronimo was not to be easily taken. 
 Their fire was returned promptly and with telling effect. Sud- 
 denly above the conflict is heard a boy's shrill voice : 
 
 " For God's sake, stop firing! These areUnited States troops." 
 
 Even as he speaks, there is a report from a Mexican rifle, 
 though the captain had already given the signal to stop firing. 
 The ball speeds on its way, and finds its mark — the brain of 
 the gallant officer who had so nearly conquered Geronimo. 
 With a muttered curse upon the hand which aimed it, an Aj)acho 
 returns the shot; then drops his rifle, and raises his leader ir 
 his arms. This Apache is ^'Dutchy'' l»ong a favorite, and do- 
 servedly so, with Capt. Crawford ; devotedly attached to his 
 commander, he could only avenge his death — not prevent it 
 
 Among the Mexicans the hand of death had also been busy; 
 
GERONIMO. 
 
 487 
 
 and had touched one of their bravest officers, Maurfcio Coredor, 
 who had rendered great service, not only to Mexico, but to the 
 United States, in ridding the earth of Yictorio, that bloodthirsty 
 and cruel Apache, a worthy predecessor of G-eronimo. 
 
 The firing ceased, and Lieut. Maus, the second in command, 
 advanced, accompanied only by the boy who had called out, to 
 confer with the Mexican leader. The United States uniform is 
 not of itself an all-sufficient guarantee in such a case, and Capt. 
 
 "dxttght,** the avenger of capt. Crawford's i>eath. 
 
 Santa Ana, worn out by the long chase and irritated by the fre- 
 quent outrages of the cunning Apaches, was doubtful as to the 
 course which he ought to pursue. Lieut. Mans replied that when 
 they should reach ISTacori, he could produce papers to show that 
 he was what he claimed to be. But Santa Ana, resolved that he 
 would not fail in discretion, refused to allow an Apache, whether 
 a United States scout or not, to approach his camp. 
 
GBRONIMC 
 
 The icxicans had lost another oflScer besides the one above- 
 mentioned^ and two privates. Nine of their number were 
 wonnded; or, as the accounts say, only four. Of the United 
 States force^ two privates were wounded; the commanding oflS- 
 cer being the only one whose injury proved fatal. Matters be- 
 tween Lieut. Mans and Gapt. Santa Ana were finally adjusted, 
 each giving the other a letter, stating the manner in which the 
 fight had occurred; so that neither would be censured by his 
 superior officers for firing upon soldiers of a friendly nation. 
 
 Lieut. Maus still held as hostages the women who had been 
 sent to treat, besides Chief Nana and one other warrior, whose 
 presence in the camp had been demanded as an evidence of 
 good faith. A later conference led the officer to believe that 
 Geronimo's force was even smaller than had been supposed. 
 Gen. Crook had estimated it at forty-two braves, all told; but 
 Maus could not believe that there were more than eighteen 
 with the Chiricahua chief at that time. 
 
 It was at first thought that the commanding officer of this de- 
 tachment had been so wounded that his death was an occur- 
 r^ence to be momentarily expected; but it did not prove so. 
 For six days he lingered speechless and helpless. Then his 
 tnen took up the melancholy march, bearing his body to Na- 
 cori. The hostile Indians, whom he had so nearly vanquished, 
 took advantage of the circumstance to repudiate their offer of 
 surrender, and pretended they must consult others of the tribe. 
 When they should find these other braves, all would surrender. 
 
 The agreement had been made in such terms that this was 
 no actual breach of faith ; though, if Crawford had lived, they 
 would doubtless have held more strictly to the spirit of their 
 bargain. As it was, only a slight advantage had been gained; 
 and the long march of the Mexicans had not resulted in any 
 injury, but rather in an advantage to the enemy pursued. 
 
 Having escorted the body of Capt. Crawford to Nacori, 
 where it was temporarily interred, Lieut. Maus, upon whom the 
 command had devolved, encamped with all his force upon thej 
 banks of San Bernardino Creek, whence he sent a courier to' 
 Gen. Crook at Fort Bowie with the request of the Chirieahuas 
 for a speedy interview. Meanwhile, the wish-es of the settlers 
 had far outrun the facts, and it was asserted that Geronimo 
 hani already surrendered with all his braves. 
 
 Gen. Crook at once assented to the request, and set off for the 
 
GERONIMO. 
 
 489 
 
 ':ndezvou&. The journey of forty miles was goon completed, 
 and communications were made with the Indians, whose camp 
 was about twenty-five south of Maus'. It would take some time, 
 they said, to collect all the braves belonging to the band, as they 
 were scattered about the rough mountain country and could not 
 readily be reached by couriers. Meanwhile, the settlers were 
 anxious about the surrender, and, as before, had it all arranged 
 to their satisfaction several times before the commanding officer 
 had fixed the date for it. The number of times that Geronimc 
 had been killed in the fall of 1885 was at least equalled by the 
 number of times that he finally surrendered in the spring of 
 1886. Unfortunately for the peace of the two territories, cap- 
 turing was no more effective, when done in imagination, than 
 killing in the same way ; and Geronimo remained in his camp 
 Until late in March, more than a month after Gen. Crook reach- 
 ed San Bernardino. All details had been arranged for the con- 
 ference, and it was thought that the Indians could interpose no 
 further delays. They professed themselves worn out by the long 
 •?hase, and, tired of war, they heartily wished for peace. The 
 ight in which Crawford was killed had occurred Jan. 11 ; it was 
 aow the 29th of March ; and by the morrow the whole business 
 t^ould doubtless be settled, and the hostile chiefs in the hands 
 of the United States forces. With such ideas floating through 
 *.heir brains did the soldiers compose themselves to rest on that 
 night; they awoke the next morning to find that the Indians, 
 'vho had been entertaining them with such earnest professions 
 of a desire for peace, and such solemn promises of future good 
 behavior, had suddenly brought the farce to an end, and were 
 laughing at the success of the performance, somewhere in the inac- 
 cessible defiles of the mountains. Certain frontiersmen had long 
 protested that Gen. Geronimo was a better officer than Gen. 
 Crook, and this result seemed to justify them. Geronimo was cer- 
 tainly a more accomplished liar. 
 
 Despite the prestige of success which had attended his last 
 campaign with this tribe, and the considerable force which had 
 been engaged in the effort to end this war. Gen. Crook had fail- 
 ed. This was now no longer to be concealed, and it was recog- 
 nized even in official quarters. 
 
 About the middle of April, 1885, a year after the beginning of 
 the trouble, Gen» Miles was placed in command, and a campaign 
 was begun upon different principles. Crook's policy had been 
 
4U0 
 
 GERONIMO* 
 
 to surround and crush the hostiles, as an anaconda does his prey; 
 he might as well have tried to crush an air-cushion. Miles 
 adopted a more vigorous and active policy ; and it was confident- 
 ly predicted that the war would soon now be ended. Among the 
 expedients inaugurated by the newly appointed oflScer, was that 
 of oif^ring a reward for each Indian, or head of an Indian, 
 brought in ; $50 being placed as the value of an ordinary brave, 
 while Geronimo, alive or dead, was to bring $2,000 to his slayer 
 or captor. In spite of these measures, however, the predictions 
 of the speedy end of the war were not verified. 
 
 About a month after Gen. Miles took command of the forces 
 in pursuit of Geronimo, the southern horizon blazed with bea- 
 con fires, and a general outbreak was feared. The Mexicans 
 were aroused to new activity, and the United States forces were 
 doubly alert. Five times within twelve days Gen. Miles inform- 
 ed the War Department the Indians had been forced into a fight 
 with the whites ; and they had always managed to escape, 
 though not without some loss. The most important of th^se 
 Was a contest on the morning of the 15th of May. Capt. Hat- 
 field was attacked while moving through a deep canon, and lost 
 two men killed and three wounded. The Tndians lost several, 
 but the whites could not ascertain how many. 
 
 The Indians, harassed as they were, still had plenty of oppor- 
 tunity for depredations. From April 28th to May 25th, there 
 were forty-seven persons murdered by them; and although we 
 have no exact statement of numbers, this average was at least 
 maintained during the next month. 
 
 The Chiricahuas were now in the foot-hills of the Sierra Ma- 
 dre mountains, and it was almost impossible to trace them to 
 their hiding places. Capt. Lawton was in command of the most 
 important force sent against them, but he does not seem to have 
 had enough men to accomplish the object proposed. Ifomin- 
 ally there was a large force at the disposal of the commanding 
 officer; but, practically, it was necessary for at least nine-tenths 
 of them to be employed in guarding the settlers or watching the 
 reservations whence Geronimo might hope for reinforcements. 
 
 In that part of the country the rainy season begins about the 
 10th af July. During the continuance of wet weather it would 
 be almost or quite impossible to prosecute the campaign, as the 
 hillside strongholds would be absolutely inaccessible to the 
 troops, ©eronim® had been taking time by the fore^lo-ck in pre- 
 
aEBjONIMO. 
 
 491 
 
 visioning himself f®\ a si^ ge during this period ; and when it be- 
 gan considerably later than usual, was well prepared to defy all 
 
 GEN. NELSON A. MILES. 
 
 tke efforts of the soldiery. He had evaded the watch of Capt* 
 Jiawton*s command and bad succeeded in getting back to tfe?e 
 
492 
 
 GERONIMO. 
 
 United States before the rains set in. Gen. Miles was much 
 censured by his late admirers for not having pushed matters so 
 that the Apaches would have been forced to surrender before 
 this period of enforced inactivity on the part of the troops 3 
 but his reason was probably the impossibility of doing so. 
 
 Half a dozen forces were stationed at various points on or 
 near the border; the commanding officers having orders to scout 
 ^the surrounding country for several miles in all directions, and 
 communicate by means of the heliograph signal system. By 
 
 APACHES SCALPma SOLI^IERS. 
 
 these measures it was hoped that Geronimo could be discover- 
 ed, and that he could be kept in his present quarters. 
 
 The authorities were fally aware of the fact that Geronimo 
 received much aid and comfort from his compatriots, the Chiri- 
 oahuas, who remained on their reservation. It has been noted 
 how, in the earlier stages of the war, he had spent the night 
 with these friends, and had taken with him, on his departure, 
 as much war material as his nony could carry. As long as tb<? 
 
©ERONIMO. 
 
 493 
 
 main body of the tribe, though apparently behaving themselves, 
 remained within reach of the hostiles, it was evident that Ger- 
 onimo would want for nothing which the others could furnish 
 him. After due consultation among the authorities, Gen. Miles 
 obtained a promise that this should be attended to. Consider- 
 able trouble was anticipated, but, contrary to expectation, the 
 Indians submitted quietly enough when told that it had been 
 decided to remove them from their reservation. The final ob- 
 jective point had not been decided upon when the work was be^ 
 gun by transporting them to Port Union, New Mexico. 
 
 This took place the latter part of August. When the inform- 
 ation reached Geronimo — or whether it was this which so affect- 
 ed his decision, does not appear. He had held some conference 
 with Capt. Lawton regarding the terms of a surrender. This 
 officer, who during the past four months had traveled more than 
 twelve hundred miles among the defiles of that rough, moun- 
 tainous country, in pursuit of the wily Apache, refused to con- 
 sider any terms whatever that might be proposed. Only an un 
 conditional surrender would end the war. 
 
 Capt. Lawton was encamped in Skelton Canon, about sixty 
 five miles south-east of Fort Bowie, where Gen. Miles joined 
 him about the first of September. He was then in conferenctj 
 with Geronimo, who was in the mountains hard by. Gen. Milesi 
 insisted upon an unconditional surrender as unequivocally as 
 Capt. Lawton had done; and after some consultation with hits 
 braves, the oft-killed and much-surrendering Apache at last sub 
 mitted himself to the United States officers. 
 
 This was the morning of Sept. 3. Gen. Miles remarked that 
 Natchez was not among the Indians who had surrendered; and 
 messengers were sent to him to induce him to come in. He de- 
 layed until the evening of the next day. His reluctance was ex- 
 plained by him in two ways. In the first place he was fearful 
 of being treated as his grandfater, Mangus Colorado, had been ; 
 for it was the disgrace of that warrior's captors that he was 
 murdered after he surrendered. Assured of his safety, unless 
 the President should order a court-martial or deliver the late 
 hostiles up to the civil law, he said that he had delayed for an- 
 other reason ; that he, the son of the great warrior Cochise, and 
 the first chief of the Chiricahuas, wanted to be the last of his 
 race to lay down his arms, and cease fighting the whit© men, 
 whom he and his fathers had fought for two hundred years. 
 
494 
 
 GERONIMO. 
 
 While he was with unwonted eloquence telling of the motives 
 which had caused his delay, a terrible storm came up. The su- 
 perstitious savages clung together, assured that this was an evi- 
 dence of the wrath of Heaven aroused by their surrender. But 
 the storm passed away as quickly as it had come up, and a 
 beautiful rainbow over-arching the sky, gave them promise of 
 forgiveness and peace for the future. It never seems to have 
 entered their heads that Heaven might be angry because they 
 had put off surrendering so long. 
 
 The news of the surrender spread with incredible rapidity 
 over the whole section of country which had suffered so severe- 
 ly from the depredations of Geronimo and his braves, and 
 there were rejoicings everywhere. Congratulatory telegrams 
 poured in upon Gen. Miles from all sources ; and never was the 
 surrender of so small a force deemed of more importance. 
 Twenty-two bucks comprised the entire force w^hich remained 
 to the hostiles. About eighteen months had been consumed iii 
 the effort to compel their submission. Gen. Miles had been its 
 command just twenty-one weeks. The Indians had been pur- 
 sued a distance of two thousand miles during that time, more 
 than half the distance being traversed by that command which 
 was at last successful. Their final submission was only brought 
 about by the relentless animosity which their own misdeeds had 
 excited, and which would allow them no opportunity for ob^ 
 taining food or rest. Completely worn out by the chase at last 
 they expressed their entire willingness to acquiesce in whateve? » 
 plan might be made for their fature ; and Geronimo himself 
 promised to go, without resistance, wherever he might be sent. 
 
 It was decided to place the Chiricahuas where they would 
 have neither temptation nor opportunity to go upon the war- 
 path again, and a point in Florida was decided upon as that 
 which was most like their native section in temperature, and af- 
 fording the necessary safeguard against the temptation feared. 
 To that State,then, they were removed, and the great contest of 
 the United States authorities with the Chiricahua Apaches, 
 which lasted at intervals for nearly a quarter of a century, 
 reached another stopping-place; whether the actual end mn^i 
 yet be seen. 
 
CHAPTER XVII. 
 
 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANOBES. 
 
 THE wild orgy of the Indians of the Northwest United States 
 in 1890--91, known as the Ghost-Dance, was presumably a 
 religious exercise ; certainly that character was claimed for it 
 by the participants. 
 
 This is our church/^ argued one of them; "just the same as 
 the white man's church, only we don't pass round the hat." 
 
 Whether this distinction was actually made by the intelligent 
 red man, or was put into his mouth by the wicked reporter, is 
 not the question at issue. Assuming that the Ghost-Dance was, 
 to a considerable extent, a religious ceremony, we have to trace 
 its rise and spread, and the influence which it has had upon the 
 frontier history of the day. 
 
 The dance was said by the Indians to have been commanded 
 by the Messiah who had lately arisen for them. Various state- 
 ments have been made as to the identity of this individual; ac- 
 cording to most accounts, he was a petty chief of the Utes, named 
 Johnson Sides. But even if the personality of the alleged Saviour 
 were agreed upon, there are variations, great and apparently 
 irreconcilable, in the statements made as to his character. One 
 authority represents him as one of the most diabolical of his race, 
 and a principal actor in one of the bloodiest massacres ever per- 
 petrated west of the Missouri river. On the other hand, an army 
 offioet, writing to Gen. Miles, says that he is known as the 
 "Peacemaker'^ among the Indians and whites of Nevada, where 
 he has lived for many years. This officer continues : 
 
 " To substantiate his statement, he showed me a medal which 
 he carried strung around his neck, on which was a legend to the 
 effect that he was presented with the medal by some Christiait 
 society for his efforts toward doing good to his fellow men, 
 whether white or red. * * * * He told me that he read or 
 knew ♦he Bible ; that he was desirous of making peace witii every 
 
496 
 
 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCEH!?c 
 
 one, and that was why he was named Peacemaker ■ 
 I firmly believe that this is the good-natured InoliaB who L 
 caused all this trouble; that he has taught jho r/semfoers of M. 
 tribe the story of Christ, or the Messiah, and the Siine "When He 
 will once more visit this earth, as it has been anghu Mm by the 
 Christian people interested in his welfare. He has tolo/ihese visit • 
 ing Indians of the paradise in store for all people whe)^ the Sor 
 fehall once more visit this earth, and the Indian's parad?B^ lowhat 
 .ever his imagination may lead him to believe, th 3 sam 'iFj the 
 white man's. He has no doubt delivered the story ir itstri?.^ iight 
 and the Indians in re-telling the story have warpec and 'J^o^r^^ 
 it according to their understanding/' 
 
 If these statements and inferences be true, it will not be diS: 
 cult to trace the whole thing. Johnson Sides, the saBgUiBf " 
 murderer in 1878, had twelve years in which to bec^m- the 
 Peacemaker of 1890. When we consider the part that Sitting 
 Bull took in more than one massacre of the whites, and the abso 
 lute control which the law might afterwards have gained ovei 
 him, we cannot object that Sides would have been punished, had 
 he really been one of the perpetrators of this bloody crime. He 
 might, in all earnestness, as the officer quoted has suggested, tell 
 the &tory of Redemption to his associates, with .such embellish 
 ments as his imagination would suggest — embellishments whicL 
 would make it more intelligible to them, but which would speed 
 ily become, in their minds, the main part of the story. Tho 
 promises of a paradise would take such form as they could undei 
 stand; and every one who heard of the ^^good time coming' 
 would be eager to spread the news. Then would come the ques- 
 tion : 
 
 Will not these things be for the white man, and the Indian be 
 an outcast, as he is now?'^ 
 
 ~So," the answer would be, they will be for the Indian just 
 as much as for the white man." 
 
 After a little, the share which the Indians were to have in the 
 paradise would be dwelt upon with more and more emphasis, 
 until the white man^s was disregarded ; the next step would be, 
 that these blessings were to be for the Indians, and not for the 
 white man; thence it is a short and easy step to the belief that 
 the whites were to be destroyed to advance the prospects of the 
 Indians. Indeed, it is not easy to see how the Indians could 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 497 
 
 be bronght to believe that, if the whites were left, the rodc^ could 
 expect to receive their due share of the millennial bleMvngs^ 
 
 SITTJNG BULL, CHIEF OF THE SIOUX INDIANS 
 
 Having corrupted the teaching thus far, the Indians were ready 
 to be still further misled. The astute and revengeful chief of 
 the gr^at Sioux tribe, Sitting Bull, saw here his opportunity-; 
 
498 
 
 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 and it was doubtless due to his eiforts that the tidings of the 
 Mes&iAh^s eoming were so wide-spread, and a belief in the prom- 
 ises to the Indians so generally felt. The dance, which seems 
 to be the natural expression for the Indlan^s most solemn emo- 
 tions, became less and less that of the devotee, more and more 
 that of the brave before he goes upon the war-path. Finally, 
 the dancers appeared in full war-paint, and the situation became 
 decidedly alarming to the whites. 
 
 It must always be borne in mind that there is a strong relig- 
 ious element in the Ghost-Dance itself. However it may have 
 been spread by the efforts of Sitting Bull and others of his kind 
 to advance their own ends, most of those who took part in it 
 firmly believed that the wonderful prophecies were to be fulfilU 
 ed. What were these prophecies, and how did they originate ? 
 
 According to the answers to inquiries which were instituted 
 by the Superintendent of the Indian Training School, at Carlisle, 
 Pa., the belief in the Messiah originated in Wyoming. The wri 
 ter does not pretend to reconcile this with the theory that John 
 son, a resident of Nevada, is the original of the Messiah. Two 
 Indians of the Northern Cheyennes followed a mysterious light 
 in the heavens for eighteen days. Their route led through ^ 
 country wholly without water, but '^^herever they found it nee* 
 essary to halt, a little pool made itS appearance within their 
 camp, and furnished all the water that they needed — not a drop 
 more. Finally, they came to a secluded place near the moun^ 
 tains, and there, on the gentle slope, was a '^wicky-up^^ of grass. 
 Entering this, they saw Jesus, who told them that he had come 
 to the white men once, and had been crucified by them; but now 
 he had come to the Indians, and these two favored witnesses 
 were to return and tell their brethren what they had seen. 
 
 The two Indians were then caught up in a cloud, and borne 
 swiftly along, until they reached their home. Here they related 
 what they had seen ; the wounds made by the nails and the spear 
 were described, much stress was laid upon the fact that the 
 Christ whom they had seen had long hair, and it was regarded 
 as a conclusive proof of his identity that he was said to resem- 
 ble the pictures in the white men's Bible. What finally became 
 of Good Thunder and Yellow Breast, the two Indians to whom, 
 according to the Sioux, this vision had been vouchsafed, does 
 not appear. The Sioux Chief, Short Bull, became the chief 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 prophet of this new dispensation, and claimed miraculous pow- 
 erSc 
 
 According to the belief which obtained among the Indians, 
 the entire continent was to be covered with a layer of new soil, 
 thirty feet deep. This would completely overwhelm the white 
 man, his railways and steamboats, but the Indians would be en- 
 abled to wriggle up through the mass of earth, and through this 
 purgatory reach the paradise prepared for them, where no white 
 man would ever be allowed to come. Grass waist-deep was to 
 cover this new earth, and immense herds of buffalo and other 
 game were to roam over it. These preliminaries being accom- 
 plished, the spirits of the dead Indians were all to return from 
 the happy hunting grounds, to enjoy, with their descendants 
 and kinsmen, the no less blessed fields of earth. How the sup- 
 ply of game was to be maintained in the face of this vast horde 
 of hunters, their prophets did not say ; perhaps the deer and buf- 
 falo were to come to life again each time that they were killed 
 and eaten. 
 
 Some of the modern improvements were to be added to those 
 which their forefathers had enjoyed ; each warrior, no matter 
 what his' standing in the tribe, was to be provided with a horse 
 and wagon. That so great a number should be required was no 
 stumbling-block to their faith ; the needed outfits would be pro- 
 duced by a wave of the Messiah's hand. Meanwhile, they were 
 protected from their white enemies by a power equally miracu- 
 lous with that which was to produce the wagons. The white 
 men were speedily to lose the art of making gunpowder, and the 
 stock now on hand would become useless. In the hands of the 
 Indians, however, it appears that powder was to retain its old 
 efficacy; for those who had no firearms made every effort to get 
 them ; a buck on one occasion trading a horse, said to be worth 
 $75, for an old gun which could scarcely be valued at more than 
 f2. Meanwhile, until the white man's powder should become 
 useless in their hands, the Indians were to have bullet-proof 
 shirts. Some of them tried to demonstrate their faith by firing 
 into these garments — with no one inside them of course — at 
 short range. When the bullets penetrated the fabric, they con- 
 soled themselves with the idea that their own powder and bul- 
 lets retained their old-time power. 
 
 A party of Indians started to visit Sitting Bull, and also to 
 
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 jSnd, if possible, the new Messiah. On the road, one of their 
 number, Yellow Hawk, informed his companions that he had re- 
 ceived instructions in a vision to kill himself, as a test of his 
 faith, being assured that he wonld be raised from the dead. He 
 accordingly committed suicide; yet, when they reached Stand- 
 ing Eock Agenc}^, they found there Yellow Hawk, alive and 
 well; having been raised from the dead and miraculously trans- 
 ported to. the Agency in advance them, although they had 
 traveled with great speed. 
 
 Short Bull pretended to receiN^e celestial messages. On one 
 occasion, he declared that on the previous night he had seen 
 four stars fall from heaven. Three of them resumed their places 
 in the skies; the fourth remained for a time on earth; and has- 
 tening toward the spot, he found there a letter written in Eng- 
 lish. Neither he or his companions could read the letter; but 
 it was nevertheless believed to be a message from the Messiah. 
 The fact that he could not read the messages when he received 
 them does not seem to have deterred this medicine man from 
 \^enturing upon prophecy. 
 
 About sixteen miles to the southeast of the Walker Eiver 
 Agency buildings is an elevation known to the whites as Mount 
 Grant. On the summit of this mountain, say the Indians, may 
 still be discerned the footprints of their first father, for here was 
 he placed when first created. This mountain was to be the scene of 
 the Messiah's reappearance, said the new prophets; but the place 
 was sometimes fixed elsewhere. Finally, both time and place 
 Were definitely appointed: the long awaited Messiah was to ap- 
 pear at Wounded Knee, in the form of a butfalo, on that day 
 tvhich white men call November 20, 1890. Though the day pass- 
 ed away without anything that could be twisted into a fulfill- 
 ment of the prophecy occurring, Sitting Bull and his lieutenant 
 do not seem to have lost the confidence of their followers in the 
 least degree. 
 
 Having thus given some slight account of the belief, it remains 
 to describe, as far as possible, the form of worship known as the 
 Ghost-Dance. Elsewhere we have described the ceremony call- 
 ed the Sun-Dance, which is a long-established custom of the 
 Sioux. Writing in December, 1890, Gen. Howard says of a 
 somewhat similar but less barbarous ceremony called the Oma- 
 ha Dance: 
 
602 
 
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 "There seems to be little difference between it [the Messian 
 or Ghost-Dance] and the one we saw. The Indians were paint- 
 ed from head to foot with a variety of designs upon their rhests, 
 legs and backs. Their heads were decked 0"'U with feathers, strips 
 of different colored cloth, bits of fur or other small articles, 
 combined to attract^ attention. They had the usual strip of 
 ^ manta' about the waist,- and some had on sashes, but otherwise 
 they were naked. Their music was the usual drumming and 
 singing, done mostly by outside bands who were looking on 
 with delight and cheering their companions. The dancers kept 
 time with the music. They had some reliefs when any became 
 too tired to continue the operation, so that the plot of ground 
 to which they limited themselves was always full. The grunt- 
 ing and shouting and barking like coyotes or wolves were par- 
 ticularly exciting to the dancers, and somewhat so to the strang- 
 ei'S. It seems that in the ^Messiah-Dance^ they have some- 
 times added the women, who were never included in the *Oma- 
 ba.'^' 
 
 During the first half of November, some portion of the strange 
 and barbarous ceremony was witnessed by a lady missionary, 
 Miss M. 0. Collins. She writes : 
 
 I have been up to Sitting BulTs, and the dance is in full 
 blast. It is a most terrible thing — the old Sun-Dance with a new 
 name. They dance facing the sun as long as possible, and fall 
 down, moan, and groan, and whoop, and foam at the mouth like 
 mad dogs. They do not yet cut their bodies, but that will come 
 soon. The men all dress in war dress and paint and feath- 
 ers, and the women also take part and paint and wear feathers^ 
 which is a new feature — women never wear feathers. Sitting 
 Bull stayed in a sacred tent, and every one entering the dance 
 ibr the first time went into the tent to be made ^wakan,^ and 
 painted with crescents on the forehead, cheeks and chin, and a 
 cross on the nose. I went into the tent and talked with the old 
 man. He assented to everything, but promises nothing; he i 
 means war/'' 
 
 About the same time, a white man caught a glimpse of the 
 Ghost-Dance while in progress; although the fears of his guide 
 hurried him away before the height of the ceremony had been 
 reached. The experience is thus described: 
 
 " The Ghost-Dance seems to be intended as a solemn cotrfica* 
 
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 tion to the Indian dead that they are needed on earth to help the 
 remnant of their people exterminate the whites and seize their 
 own again. It is also a ceremonial welcome in anticipation of 
 the returning braves, and is at the same time a dirge. Whether 
 the white men, who are all to die when the Messiah makes his 
 appearance, are mourned in advance in the dirge movement of 
 the chant which is part of the Ghost-Dance, seems hard to sur- 
 mise. But the wild strains which my half-breed instructor said 
 foretold the red men^s final triumph, were certainly ferocious 
 enough to satisfy the wildest sensation lover. 
 
 The camp this friendly half-breed led me to spy upon is in a 
 hollow surrounded by low, bare hills. From summit to sum- 
 mit across the valley would perhaps be a mile. The wagons of 
 the braves — many of them, as farmers and freighters, now have 
 their horses and wagons — are corralled in the centre of the val- 
 ley. A fringe of tents skirts the borders of the camp, and a 
 score or so of painted tepees are the lodging-places of the irrec- 
 oncilable old squaws and bucks, who have never given in to 
 progressive notions, gone to wearing shirts or working like 
 white people. The oxen, bulls and cows, pigs and chickens, is- 
 sued to these Indians by the Government for breeding purposes 
 ■ — for in the eye of the law most of them are farmers — have been 
 driven into the valley also, and are lariated or cooped on the 
 outskirts of the camp, where they are being killed and eaten at 
 a rapid rate. 
 
 The atmosphere was damp and moist when, two nights ago, 
 my half-breed friend and I set out for the campo After an hour's 
 laborious walk, and after crossing a marshy plain, the top of the 
 hill to the west of the camp was reached about 9 o'clock. The 
 lights of the camp-fire on which the evening meal had been 
 cooked, were gradually allowed to die out, and several old 
 squaws could be plainly seen moving in and out among the dark- 
 ening embers. About three hundred yards east of the hill on which 
 we were seated in a clump of stunted evergreens was an open 
 space of an acre in extent, toward which the squaws seemed now 
 urging, now driving the rest of the band. Around the outer rim of 
 this open space fires were kindled of wood that seemed to have 
 been smudged, as there was little or no flame, only a dull red 
 glow and a profuse pale gray smoke, which, rising from all sides 
 at once, formed a sort of canopy over the scene. Throagb this 
 
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 505 
 
 cloud, by fits and starts, the old squaws could be seen forming 
 the warriors in rows around the eastern edge of the exoanse. 
 with the younger bucks and squaws in rows behind them. The 
 warriors in the front rows were kneeling^ the squaws lehind 
 them sitting, and the younger bucks standing behind theri 
 
 ^' Then the old squaws retired to the western edge of the open 
 ground, where they were screened from observation by the 
 brush, and remained out of sight for about ten minutes. l uring 
 this time the picture was wild and impressive in an unusual de- 
 gree. Seen by the smouldering light of the fires built in a long 
 oval about forty feet in front of the line^ the warriors, with their 
 women and children behind them, knelt or sat or stood in abso- 
 lute silence. They were all waiting— just what for, the half- 
 breed on the hill did not know. When afire would burn up 
 too bright and illuminate too clearly the solemn group n^ar it, 
 a squaw would go and pull the fagots away from the coals and 
 subdue the flames. 
 
 <^When the old squaws returned they joined hands and knelt 
 down in the center of the open space. They began chanting, 
 vvhat sounded at first like a death-song, but now and again swell- 
 ed into savagely triumphant yells. The smoke only parted at 
 intervals, and while the chant was going on ) but while the 
 strange scene was shut from view the warriors advanced from 
 the ranks, and, joining hands in a larger circle around the old 
 squaws, began the Ghost-Dance. Their chant was less shriPj than 
 that started by the squaws, and was not so plainly heard. A 
 portion of it seemed lamentation for their dead ^ then car:ie the 
 invocation to the dead to arise and help their brethren exter- 
 minate the white men. 
 
 The squaws had not been observed to leave the circle they 
 had formed, but as the warrior's chant swelled into what the 
 half-breed said was the invocation to the departed Sioux to come 
 back to earth, the old hags, one by one, stole like shadows ander 
 the linked arms of the braves, each with a burning stick in her 
 shriveled hand, the light from which fell with gray ghastjiness 
 upon her painted face. This light for the first time made visible 
 to the watchers the faces of the braves themselves, and it was 
 now seen that they were in full war-paint. 
 
 " The old women passed through the circle like a procession 
 of specters, each carrying a taper of grave-wax to light her un- 
 
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 accustomed feet over the rough surface of the valley. At all 
 events that was what their wild performance looked like from 
 the hill-top; and before the procession had half passed through 
 the circle, the smoke grew so thick and the clouds above the 
 valley so dense that the half-breed spy declared the immediate 
 necessity of a return to the agency. Enough had been seen of 
 the Ghost-Dance, which had then fairly begun, for report says it 
 lasts well into the morning, and indeed until everybody connect- 
 vvith it is exhausted, to bring out clearly at least one significant 
 fact : and that was that the bucks had war-paint on their faces. 
 * * * Visions of the Happy Hunting-Grounds are seen in the 
 Ghost-Dance hy the warriors, who spin around in a religious de- 
 lirium until they fall in a trance. In this trance the ghosts of 
 dead braves and departed chiefs are said to come and tell them 
 of the new glories to crown the red man. This by some is said 
 to give its name to the dancco" 
 
 But why should a religious ceremony, .-^uch as the Ghost- 
 Dance undoubtedly was at its inception, excite alarm among the 
 whites? Why, unless because '^Conscience does make cowards of 
 bs all The white men knew what reason the Sioux had to be 
 dissatisfied; saw them gathering in bands united by a common 
 belief in the coming destruction of the white men, and trembled 
 lest that belief should, by reason of its own force, work out its 
 own fulfillment. 
 
 This is not the place to discuss the Indian policy which has 
 been pursued by the Government, with little variation, for a long 
 term of years; perhaps it is founded on wisdom and worked out 
 with patience and earnest desire for the Indian's welfare; but it 
 is certain that it has frequently brought about disastrous wars 
 and bloody massacres. 
 
 In June, 1889, the Sioux signed a treaty ceding to the Govern- 
 ment a part of their reservation; Gen. Crook was a member of 
 the Commission that secured their signatures ; he had been their 
 conqueror, but he was also their benefactor and friend ; and they 
 knew him and believed in him as such. He promised them that 
 the Government would promptly pay them in full for their lands; 
 but Gen. Crook was unable to secure the immediate fulfillment 
 of the promises which he had been authorized to make; and 
 during the time consumed by the law's delay," he died. With 
 his death, the Sioux felt that they had lost a trusty fi^end j nor 
 
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 507 
 
 were they far wrong. Delay in passing the appropriation bills 
 intensified their distrust of the Government, for the usual ra- 
 tions in 1890 were delayed far beyond the proper time. Their 
 crops had been a partial failure in 1888 and 1889; in the suc- 
 ceeding year they raised nothing. At the same time the annual 
 appropriation was cut down year after year ; and it was further 
 claimed that in the census of 1890 the enumeration of Indians 
 was far below the actual population ; so that the tribes were, by 
 law, entitled to a less amount of food than before. Whether 
 these assertions are wholly true or not, it is certain that there 
 was considerable distress among the Indians of various agencies 
 during the year 1890; enough, at least^to cause many of them to 
 listen with eager ears to the seductions of Sitting Bull and his 
 accomplices. Prom the columns of the daily press we might se- 
 lect many proofs of this state of affairs; one must be sufficient. 
 
 "Chicago, III., Dec. 11. — Capt. C. H. Conrad, in a report re- 
 ceived from Gen. Miles to-day, says the seventeen hundred In- 
 dians at the Yankton Sioux Agency are receiving rations 
 enough now for barely two days out of seven, and are starving. 
 Crops have failed them owing to the drought, and, though they 
 are willing to work, there is no employment obtainable for such 
 a number during the winter. On ration day the poor devils, 
 many of them old and decrepit of both sexes, are so famished 
 that they cannot resist eating at once practically all that they 
 may receive, notwithstanding that another issue of food is not 
 due for a week. Captain Conrad adds: ^It is a standing com- 
 plaint that these same Indians have $1,750 owing them for rail- 
 road right of way, locked up in the United States Treasury, and 
 that individuals among them are still unpaid for services render- 
 ed the Government as far back as 1862.* 
 
 ]S'early a month before the date of this dispatch, Gen. Miles 
 had estimated the number of Indians from whom trouble might 
 be expected, at six thousand braves; these, ho added, scattered 
 over several hundred miles of territory. Gradually, however, 
 the force of discontented savages became concentrated in the 
 southern part of South Dakota, the Pine Eidge Agency being 
 recognized as the central point of the territory which their 
 camps occupied. 
 
 The Ghost-Dance had been going on for months before aiay 
 gemm^l alarm was felt. Even after the settlers and agents began 
 
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 to feel uneasy, there was no definite offense against the peace ot 
 which the Government could take cognizance. Even when it 
 was known that the Indians had on their war-paint, it was deci- 
 ded that there was no good reason for interference with their 
 dancing. At last, however, after many messages bidding the 
 Indians to stop dancing, all of which were disregarded, it was de- 
 cided that the soldiers should surround and disarm the Indians. 
 
 November 22, William McGaa, formerly an Indian scout, and 
 at thai time a wealthy ranchman living near Buffalo Gap, started 
 to rido to Pine Eidge Agency, two days' journey distant. He 
 enjoyed a wide friendship among the Indians, and notwithstand- 
 ing tho rumors with which the country was filled, had no hesi- 
 tation about asking shelter for the night at a village situated 
 nbout midway of his journey. He lay down to sleep in a tepee 
 ^ull Indians, without thought of personal danger. He no- 
 ticed, however, that all the warriors were fully armed; and 
 although he afterwards professed that he had no fear for him- 
 self, be feigned sleep and kept his ears open during the early 
 part cf the night. Two weary hours passed, and he was wrap- 
 ed in bis cloak, to all appearance fast asleep. One of the bucks 
 bent over him, fearful lest he might be pretending ; but so clev- 
 erly did McGaa imitate the breathing of a man in deepest slum- 
 ber, that the Indian was reassured, and turning to his compan- 
 ions, told them that all was well. It may readily be believed 
 that this did not make McGaa the more inclined to sleep; but 
 ^very sense was on the alert to catch the purport of the whisper- 
 ed conversation which they carried on. 
 
 A considerable force of troops had been rtationed at Pine 
 Eidge^ under Gen. Brooke, to watch the Ghost-Dancers in the 
 surrounding country. About sixteen and a half miles north of 
 that station, the White Horse Creek empties into the Wounded 
 -Knee. Here there is a rude amphitheater formed, the only 
 practicable path to which is a road along the banks of the White 
 Horse Creek. This road is bordered by dense clumps of trees, 
 which also line the other side of the creek. The Indians' plan 
 was to have a Ghost-Dance in the amphitheater, conducted in 
 such V. way as to tempt the troops from the agency to stop 
 it. The woods were to be filled with Indians, who were to lie 
 in ambush until the troops had advanced along the forest road, 
 and well into the amphitheater; when &- simultaneous attack 
 
THE WAH VVrrn THK 8I0LX GH0SI-DANCER8. 
 
 509 
 
 VuTfi the (lancing braves and from their hidden eomp&n^ong 
 Yould result in the utter destruction of the soldiers. 
 
 Confident that McGaa was wholly ignorant of their plot they 
 .illowed him to depart in safety in the morning, and he rode on 
 10 l^iiie Eidge, where the plot was unfolded to Gen. Brooke. The 
 force available was not sufficient to justify that officer in ( rder- 
 ing an attack upon the woods where the Indians were to lie con- 
 i-iealed, for the odds in such a fight would be very great in favor 
 of the red men ; therefore it was decided to ignore the dancing 
 vhich might go on at the mouth of White Horse Creek, 
 
 CONCENTKATING INFANTRY AT THE SEAT OF WAR. 
 
 But this incident showed the real spirit of the Indians, and 
 every day confirmed the belief which had been growing up 
 through months, and which Miss Collins, the missionary above 
 quoted, had expressed, when she said of Sitting Bull, he means 
 war/' 
 
 Buffalo Bill undertook to settle the afPair by negotiations with 
 the Indians, and arrived at Standing Eock Agency for that pur- 
 pose about the close of November. From this point he set out to 
 visit Sitting Bull, attended by only two faithful companions, and 
 attired in evening costume. What especial appropriateness there 
 was in a swallow-tail coat and patent-leather shoes, does not ap- 
 
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 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANGERS. 
 
 pear; and Oody was serioiasly ill for sora@ days after his ride in 
 cons«q«eno@ of riding so far, in ^old weather, in such thin gar- 
 ments* He set out with the intention of arresting Sitting BuH; 
 but had gone but six hours when this was discovered by the 
 agent, who promptly sent men in pursuit of him to prevent any 
 sueh attempt. It would, indeed, as after events proved, have 
 been simple madness; for, according to the Indians themselves, 
 they were stronger, numerically, and better equipped than they 
 had been at any time since the Custer massacre. Notwithstand- 
 ing the fact that his plans were thus changed, Buffalo Bill press- 
 ed on toward Sitting BulTs camp, and had a talk with the old 
 chief and with many of his followers. 
 
 ^' Sitting Bull gave us this fine weather,^' one of them informed 
 him, confidently. (The autumn of 1890 was an exceptionally fine 
 one.) 
 
 ^^I will send you snow inside of twenty-four hours," declared 
 Bufi'alo Bill, sternly, with a firm reliance upon his own ability 
 as a weather-prophet. The forecast was a true one, and the con 
 fidence of at least one Indian in the powers of Sitting Bull re- 
 ceived a severe shock. 
 
 The Grovernmenthad decided upon a short, decisive, aggressive 
 campaign. Agents were ordered to peremptorily stop the dancing 
 and arrest the ringleaders, especially Sitting Bull. One trouble 
 in dealing with the Indians has always been that they are ah 
 lowed to keep their tribal relations; each tribe is organize^ 
 under a number of petty or sub-chiefs, and one head-chief; ead^ 
 tribe is practically a standing army, ready to take the field 
 whenever its commander-in-chief shall give the word ; far read- 
 ier than the standing armies of most civilized nations, which re- 
 quire time to collect their baggage and transport their artillery 
 to the scene of action. The Indians' whole force consists of 
 light cavalry; he expects to live off the stores of the enemy; if 
 they cannot be obtained, he knows how to go hungry; but ex- 
 pericBce shows that he very frequently is fed at the expense of 
 Uncle Sam even when engaged in war against him. 
 
 The Indians, of course, speedily learned what determination 
 had been reached at Washington ; and as the troops began to 
 gather at Pine Eidge, Little Wound, chief of the Ogallalas, sent 
 the following letter to the agent, Dr. Eoyer: 
 
 " Dr. Eoyer : I understand that the soldiers have come on 
 
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 the yerservation. What have they come for? We have done 
 nothing". Our dance is a religious dance, and we are going to 
 dance till spring. If we find then that the Christ does not ap- 
 pear, we will stop dancing; but in the meantime, troops or lio 
 troops, we shall start our dance on this creek in the morning. 
 I have also understood that I was not to be recognized as chief 
 anj longer. All that I have to say is that neither you nor the 
 white people made me a chief, and you can't throw me away as 
 you please. But let me tell you, Dr. Eoyer, that the Indians 
 made me a chief, and by them I will be recognized so long as I 
 live. We have been told that you intend to stop our rations and' 
 annuities. Well, for my part I don't care. The little rations we 
 get do liot amount to anything. But, Dr. Eoyer, if such is the 
 ease, please send me vrc,rd, so that me and my people will be 
 saved the trouble of going to the agency. We do not intend to 
 stop dancing/' 
 
 Meanwhile, the number of Indians about the agency increased, 
 although the officer in command was not assured of the positior. 
 which some of them really occupied. The real sentiments of 
 old Eed Cloud, for instance, was a matter of uncertainty, al- 
 though his son glibly protested that the Ghost-Dance was to the 
 Indians nothing more than what the white men call a revival; 
 that they had no intention of fighting ; and that he himself was 
 a strong friend of the whites, and would resolutely oppose any 
 efforts which bad Indians might make to resist the soldiers;—^ 
 for young Eed Cloud was asserted to be one of the readiest and 
 most accomplished liars that ever laid claim to the title of Indian 
 warrior. 
 
 The uncertainty which beset the soldiers in dealing with this 
 tricky foe may be realized when we read that within a few days 
 after writing the defiant letter which has been above quoted, 
 Little Wound sent word to Dr. Eoyer to know if he wanted him 
 to come into the agency and get his rations. Dr. Royer replied, 
 diplomatically, that Little Wound could eome if he wanted to; 
 but th*s was not the cordial invitation which the chief wanted; 
 and the :igency was without his presence for some time longer. 
 
 The concentration of troops at Pine Eidge seemed for a time 
 to have a salutary effect upon the hostile Indians near by; but 
 shortly afterward the alarm was raised that the hostiles were re- 
 treating to the " Bad Lands," a large traet of rugged, mountain^ 
 
THE WAR WITH TPIE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 ous country in the vicinity, where, by means of paths known 
 only to themselves, they could reach fastnesses inaccessible tc 
 the troops, and furnishing an abundance of grass and water, de- 
 spile the season, for their ponies. Thence they could issue at 
 their pleasure, destroying all that came in their way. These 
 forobodings, however, proved to be, to a large extent, ground- 
 less; some few bands indeed made their way to these fastnesses, 
 but the majority of the hostiles remained about Pine Eidge, ap- 
 parently waiting to be coaxed to come in. A few days after 
 his message of inquiry, Little Wound concluded to accept the in- 
 vitation so ungraciously given, and came in, bringing word tha.t 
 Short Bull himself was on the way thither. 
 
 liovember 80, Gen. Miles reached Washington, to consult with 
 G-ea. Schciield and the Secretary of War about the Indian 
 troubles. As a result of the conference, it was resolved to in- 
 crease the rations of the Sioux to the amount allowed in 1887. 
 It ^^as thought that this would tend to uniting those Indians who 
 were somewhat wavering, more firmly to the side of the Gov- 
 ern ment; that those who could not be bribed by the prospect 
 of more food would be alarmed by the reinforcements which 
 were to be sent to the JTorthwest, and that then the ringleaders 
 could be arrested with safety, and the whole conspiracy broken 
 up. For the present, the order to arrest Sitting Bull and the 
 other hostile chiefs was suspended. This new policy had its 
 prospects of success increased somewhat by a blizzard which 
 swept over the country of the dancers about that time, in ac* 
 cordance with the prediction of Buffalo Bill above recorded. 
 
 But the lull was of short duration. News came that the Indi- 
 ans who had fled to the Bad Lands, were busy fortifying their 
 already strong position; for they had great stores of stolen pro- 
 visions to last them through the winter campaign, and feared 
 an assault by the troops which would result in the capture of 
 these stores. 
 
 While matters were in this shape, Gen. Brooke requested 
 Father Jutz, a priest, who was utterly careless of his own safety 
 when a question of doing good was concerned, to go out to the 
 hostile camp and talk with the chiefs with a view of making 
 peace. Leaving the agency at noon of the 3rd of December, ac- 
 companied only by Jack Eed Cloud, the priest mistook the way^ 
 and the two wandered about all night, the weather being so bit- 
 
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 513 
 
 cc' i that they were compelled to va&xo briskly to keep from 
 freezing to death. The hostile eamp was reached about eleven 
 o'clock tht next mornings and aftei^ being peremptorily chal* 
 
 lenged,, the iv'^iest and his companion T7ere escorted by heiwilj 
 
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 AMERICAN HOESE. 
 
 armed guards to the presence of the chiefs, Two Strike, Short 
 Bull, Turning Boar, High Hawk, Crow Dog, Kicking Bear, Eagle 
 Pipe, Big Turkey and High Pipe. When Father Jutz had asked 
 these chiefs of euphonious titles what wore the gricTances which 
 had led them to put themselves in their hostile attitude, one of 
 them answered for the rest: 
 
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 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 "The Great Father has done another wrong. He has put a 
 new line — a new boundary line between Eosebud and Pine 
 Eidge Agency, that makes many of us leave our homes and 
 give them to others. The Great Father broke the old treaty 
 when he did this. We can no longer believe the Great Father. 
 He says to us : 'Children, you shall never be moved again unless 
 you want to move,' and then he goes right away and moves us. 
 We are done with promises; and now we make a promise that 
 iwe will fight, and the Great Father will find that we do not 
 break our promise. We will now be very plain with you, 
 Christian father, and tell you another thing, something of which 
 you have already thought, perhaps. It is this: We are not 
 coming in now, and will not lay down our rifles, because we are 
 afraid of the consequences. We have done wrong — we know it. 
 If we stop now, we will be punished. The Great Father will 
 send many of us to his big iron house to stay many moons, and 
 we would die. No, we will not go in and give up. We 
 know the Great Father better than he knows us, or cares to know 
 us." 
 
 This speech does not appear to have voiced the unanimous 
 sentiment of the warriors ; the older men at last admitted that 
 to surrender would be the wiser course; and there came near 
 being a quarrel which would probably have resulted in the 
 death of the envoy, at least. Finally, however, after being re^ 
 quired to swear most solemnly that he had delivered Gen, 
 Brooke's message truthfully, he was promised that a delegation 
 of the chiefs would come to his house, about four miles from the 
 agency, for a conference with the officer in command. Thus was 
 the dangerous mission happily accomplished. 
 
 After the conference with Gen. Brooke, the chiefs returned to 
 state the results to their followers and companions. Short 
 Bull and the three other chiefs, who had sworn to attend the 
 conference, had broken their oath aud remained away; and 
 when Two Strike and his companions returned, there was a 
 fierce discussion, which ended in an appeal to arms. There was 
 a battle in which several were killed, and a final division of the 
 hos^le forces, under the leadership, respectively, of Two Strike 
 and Short Bull. 
 
 The forces under the command of the latter chief at once set 
 out fcr the Bad Lands, where they were sure of being enabled 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-BANCERS. 516 
 
 to hold the whites at bay for an indefinite length of time. It 
 was supposed that they would seek some reservation in North- 
 ern Dakota, or else cross the line to Canada. Fifty lodges and 
 a band of stolen ponies were with them. Pursuit was hastily 
 determined upon. A troop of cavalry and a detachment of in* 
 fantry were sent along the line of the Northern Pacific to head 
 them otf; while Lieut. Casey, with his Indian scouts and a sec- 
 ond troop of cavalry, took another route. Besides this. Two 
 Strike, having appealed for assistance, three hundred friendly 
 Indians, not, however, formally enrolled as scouts or police, 
 were sent to his assistance, with orders to pursue and bring into 
 camp the two chiefs and their followers, dead or alive. This 
 was done at the instance of American Horse, Big Road, and Lit- 
 tle Wound, with whom Gen. Brooke conferred upon receipt of 
 the request. 
 
 It has been noted that the order for the arrest of Sitting Bui! 
 and other ringleaders iu the movement had been suspended until! 
 the effect of the other portions of the new policy could be seen.. 
 It became clear, in the space often days after this policy was 
 determined upon, that neither by a more plentiful supply ol 
 food nor by the fear induced by the presence of more troop$ 
 could the more resolute of the hostile Indians be brought to 
 yield. The order for the arrest of the chief was accordingly ra 
 newed; and a force of forty Indian police, supported by two 
 troops of cavalry, left Standing Eock Agency for Sitting BulF^ 
 camp, on Grand River, forty miles away. 
 
 It had been reported at the agency that Sitting Bull had 
 struck his tepees and was about to join the hostiles, who had 
 been pillaging and burning along the White Biver. When thu 
 police first came in sight of the camp, it was evident that the 
 report had not been false; the camp was on the point of moving. 
 
 They had set out at 1 : 45 A. M., Sunday, December 14, 
 and encamped near Sitting BulFs village that night. Dawn 
 showed that most of the tepees had been struck during the night, 
 and they saw plainly that the war-ponies had been painted, and 
 that the warriors were stripped for the war-path. Taking no 
 note of these indications, however, they went boldly into the, 
 village and announced to Sitting Bull their object in coming 
 He professed his readiness to accompany them, for he was al 
 ways ready to promise what was desired ; but added that 
 
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 must be allowed to make some preparations before his depar- 
 ture. They agreed to this. He gave orders that his horse 
 should be made ready, and while he was engaged in other prep- 
 arations in the tent, two of his captors, Bull Head and Shave 
 Head, stood guard over him. Suddenly there was a howl with- 
 out the tent ; it was the voice of Sitting Bull's wife, lamenting 
 her lord. At once, as if it had been a signal for which they had 
 waited, two braves, wrapped in blankets, entered the tent ; and 
 almost before the quick-sighted enemies of their own race saw 
 that they were there^ had flung the enveloping blankets aside 
 and begun to fire upon the police. Instantly the shots werd 
 echoed from all the camp. Sitting Bull had sprung upon his 
 horse, and would have dashed away up the river, but he was 
 surrounded by the police and compelled to remain in theii 
 midst. 
 
 This movement, so quickly executed, was a surprise to th^ 
 Sioux; they had not expected their wily old chief to fall into the 
 enemy's hands. But almost instantly they recovered them^ 
 selves, and Black Bird, the stalwart son of the captive chief, call 
 ed upon them to rescue his father. The women and childrei? 
 hid fearfully behind the bushes with which the camp was sur 
 rounded, while the braves dashed forward after the retreating: 
 captors. It was four to one, but the police manfully faced the 
 foe, determined to carry their prisoner off with them. There 
 was a furious fusilade from both sides; now an officer fell ; now 
 one of his men; now a painted brave on the other side. Sitting 
 Bull, who was not shackled, shouted out orders to his men^ 
 which could be heard even above the din of the conflict. Sud- 
 denly a ball struck him; still he sat erect in his saddle, for it 
 was only a wound in the shoulder. The blood dyes the rude 
 travesty of a uniform in which he is arrayed, but he pays no at- 
 tention to it. Through the smoke of the rifles, his clear, strong 
 eyes see the tall, muscular form of a warrior of his own band 
 fall to the earth; it is his son, Black Bird, who had first urged 
 the others to rescue him. There is a deadlier hatred than ever 
 in his voice and heart as he gives his next order. Still the fight 
 goes on. So far were the police outnumbered by the band whose 
 leader they have captured, that one of their number, at the first 
 shot, has galloped off to give the alarm to the cavalrj'-. Now and 
 then, through the noise of the shots, can be heard the thunder- 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 517 
 
 ous tread of the horses' feet, as they gallop steadily onward, 
 coming nearer and nearer, until they seem to shake the earth. 
 Before they have reached the scene, however, the great chief 
 reels in his saddle. No one knows, no one will ever know, 
 whether the shot came from friend or foe, for the bullets fell like 
 hail in that mad melee; but it has pierced the heart. Sitting 
 Bull has been killed. 
 
 The cavalry brought up machine guns; and the soldiers, 
 throwing out a skirmish line, kneeled and fired into the enemy's 
 camp, while the Hotchkiss and G-atlings fired over their heads 
 at the same living targets. For an hour and a half the fight 
 continued; the hostiles sheltering themselves as opportunity 
 offered, behind the remains of their village and in the sur- 
 rounding brush. Then the firing ceased ; the braves had fled, 
 leaving their lodges and their families behind them to the mercy 
 of the victors. 
 
 Occasionally during the day, there would be a stray shot from 
 the shelter of the bushes, but that was all. Sitting Bull's band 
 had fled towards the Bad Lands, whither they were steadily 
 pursued by the cavalry; while the Indian scouts conveyed the 
 body of the chief, and those of their comrades who had fallen, 
 back to the agency. 
 
 The chief who thus perished had long been the leader of the 
 discontented and hostile among the Sioux. At the time of his 
 death Sitting Bull was between fifty and fifty-five years of age, 
 Of his parentage, nothing is known ; he is said by some to have 
 been a half-breed Uncapapa ; he signed the treaty of 1868 as an 
 Ogallala ; and some have asserted that he was a white child, 
 adopted into the tribe after some massacre in which his relatives 
 perished. His complexion was light enough to confirm the 
 theory that he was not a full-blooded Indian, and his hair was 
 brown. He was of fine physique, although he had suffered from 
 disease, as was shown by the small-pox scars which covered 
 his face. 
 
 Ta-tan-kah-yo-tan-kah, as he was called among the Sioux, has 
 been from his early manhood a daring and successful warrior. 
 Twenty years before his death, he had slain enemies of all de- 
 scriptions, men, women and children, soldiers, Indians, team- 
 sters, frontiersmen, railroad hands and mail-carriers; he had 
 proved himself " one of the ablest horse-thieves the country ev- 
 
THE WAB, WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 519 
 
 er produced/' and as leader of the Strong Hearts, a Sioux 
 brotherhood for making war, he led attacks upon two Crow vil- 
 lages, in one of which thirty scalps were taken. 
 
 Although not a chief of any particular prominence during 
 times of peace, this reputation made him a favorite leader for 
 all the discontented Sioux, whether they were regular bad 
 Indian,'' or semi-civilized reds who slipped away from the agen- 
 cies for a little sport with the unruly of the tribe. 
 
 Of the Custer massacre we need not here speak ; it is suflScient 
 to note that, the year before that catastrophe occurred, the In- 
 terior Department classed together '^Sitting Bull's band and all 
 other wild and lawless bands." For four months after the 
 slaughter of the Seventh Cavalry, Sitting Bull managed to evade 
 or defy the troops; then, after a desperate and fruitless attack 
 on a large wagon-train, he made propositions for peace. The 
 * chief, however, refused to submit to the terms offered, and a 
 battle ensued, in which the Indian forces were routed and chased 
 for forty miles. Sitting Bull with his own band escaped, only 
 to suffer more defeats during the remainder of the fall and win- 
 ter. In April, 1877, most of the Sioux chiefs who had not al- 
 ready done so, surrendered to Gen. Miles; but Sitting Bull, un- 
 conquerable, fled into British America. Here he was joined by 
 Chief Gall and others. 
 
 Sitting Bull and his party were visited by a commission, the 
 object of which was to induce them to return to the United 
 States. They declared their intention of having nothing more 
 to do with a Government which ^' had made fifty-two treaties 
 with the Sioux, and broken every one of them," and announced 
 that they intended to become subjects of the Queen. They soon 
 found, however, that the Canadian Government would protect 
 them, but declined to feed them; and even this protection was 
 given conditionally ; there were to be no depredations across 
 the line. Now and then a warrior would conclude to come back 
 to the more generous United States, and Sitting Bull's band de- 
 creased by this means until but forty-five men remained. Then 
 he saw that he, too, must return, and July 20, 1881, surrendered 
 at Fort Buford. He was held as a prisoner for some time, but 
 finally allowed to go back to the reservation; where he improv- 
 ed his time by planning war upon the Government which bad 
 thus generously released him. 
 
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 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 It has frequently been asserted that Sitting Bull was not a 
 war-chief; that he was in reality rather a medicine-man. If 
 those who hold this belief care to study his history in detail, 
 they will perhaps be convinced that he was born a fighter, and 
 was long an acknowledged leader in the wars of his people. 
 
 The result of the chiefs death, for a time, seemed doubtful. It 
 might produce the desired effect of intimidating the hostiles, 
 and preventing further defiance of orders. The fact that he had 
 been killed ought to show them how little his medicine^' 
 against the bullets of the white man was worth, and thus under- 
 mine their faith in what he had taught them. On the other 
 hand, however, they had ©ome to believe that death could have no 
 real, lasting power over him ; and it had been prophesied that 
 when he was killed by a white man, he would return as their 
 Messiah, to lead them to victory against their enemies. In such 
 wise had he perverted the simple, though mistaken faith in the 
 Christ in whom they had at first believed. 
 
 The death of Sitting Bull was announced to the Indians in full 
 council at the agency; but they made no demonstration one way 
 or the other; he was a bad Indian, they said, somewhat indifi"er- 
 ently; he had been the cause of all this trouble; and it was a 
 good thing that he had been killed. Indeed, the only persons 
 ^ho seemed really to regret his death were the members of a 
 philanthropic society, at a safe distance from his tribe^s coun- 
 try ; they prepared a resume of his adventures, stigmatized 
 some of Custer's victories as mere massacres, and wound up with 
 declaring their belief that Sitting Bull perished as a martyr by 
 the hands of assassins. Of course, there are two sides to every 
 story ; and in their eyes Sitting Bull was quite a Fenimore 
 Cooper style of Indian. There is no doubt but that the Indians 
 have been badly treated by the whites of this country, from the 
 time of the first settlers, who cheated them in trade and taught 
 them to drink fire-water, until now ; humanity, justice, and wis- 
 dom have been conspicuously absent from our dealings with 
 them ; and weak-minded sentimentality is not without excuse 
 when it points to some instances in which an Indian has been on 
 the losing side, and cries: ^'The responsibility for the evil that 
 has been wrought by this man's hand lies with those who helped 
 to make him what he was.'' 
 
 The cavalry was not without success in its pursuit of the foi- 
 
THE WAR WITH TiJK oxOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 521 
 
 lowers of Sitting Bull; some of them had surrendered shortly 
 after the chiefs death, believing defeat inevitable; others were 
 captured within a short time, until, before the chief had been 
 dead a week, it was estimated that not more than twenty-five of 
 his immediate followers wero at large. Dispatches now began 
 to assume a more hopeful tone ; the band of Big Foot, one of the 
 most defiant and threatening of the hostile chiefs, was taken 
 and disarmed; and the hostiles in the Bad Lands would soon 
 be so completely surrounded that they would be forced to sur- 
 render. As is frequently the case in accounts of Indian wars, 
 the good news had to be taken with some reservations. As a 
 fact, Big Foot and his band had not been disarmed as thorough- 
 ly as the dispatches had indicated ; in truth, it can scarcely be 
 said that they were held as captives ; they had surrendered, but 
 Col. Sumner, the officer commanding the cavalry force which 
 had received their submission, contented himself with posting a 
 strong guard about their village. It was sufficient for the pur- 
 pose of guarding any well-regulated prisoners of war; but he 
 Was now dealing with Indians; and one crisp and cold Decem- 
 ber morning he awoke to find the village suspiciously quiet. Nor 
 did Big Foot come to report, as he had been ordered to do ; the 
 feoloneFs suspicions were increased, and he directed an investi- 
 gation. He ordered a march to the village, and entered it, 
 only to find that the Indians, men, women and children, had 
 slipped through his fingers in the night. The order for pursuit 
 was at once given. There was a forced march, followed by a 
 night's encampment in a position so dangerously near the 
 ground known to be tenanted by the hostiles that the troops 
 dared not light a fire, although the water in the creeks was froz- 
 en to the bottom, and three inches of snow lay on the ground. 
 The snow had fallen during their march, so that it was of no use 
 in tracing the path of the Indians. The next morning — Christ- 
 mas day — the march was resumed, and continued until noon ; 
 when it was seen that Big Foot's band must have taken a route 
 farther south, and had already entered the Bad Lands. 
 
 But this march had not been made before there was an effort 
 to induce the hostiles to surrender peaceably. Father Craft, a 
 Jesuit missionary, had begged to be allowed to go, with five 
 hundred friendlies, to entreat the hostiles to come into the agen- 
 cy and submit to the Government. Such was the well-recog- 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 523 
 
 nized danger of this mission^ that of all the Indians who were 
 gathered about Gen. Miles' headquarters, barely one-fourth of 
 the number for which he had asked could be induced to go. 
 They had not traveled ten miles when they met Stand First, an 
 Indian scout, who had been to the Bad Lands, wherei he had 
 been trying to induce the braves to come in. They had drawn 
 their guns on him, and told him that argument and entreaty 
 were alike useless ; that they would listen to no treaty or prop- 
 osition ; and that they believed the troops were afraid to pursue 
 them into their fastnesses. They said that they believed the 
 Great Father at Washington to be a great liar, and added that if 
 the scout could tell them of a single treaty with the Sioux which 
 had been kept by the Government, they would come to the 
 agency as soon as they could ever pack their ponies. The scout 
 was obliged to confess that he knew of none such, and left them, 
 glad to escape with all his hair. Disheartened by the report, 
 Father Craft returned to the agency. 
 
 The famous old Seventh Cavalry, which had won such renown 
 in the Indian wars under Custer's leadership, was now in the 
 field ; the enemy was the same tiibe at whose hands the regi- 
 ment had suffered so severely, and this was the first occasiou 
 since the Custer massacre that thein= had been any great trouble 
 with the Sioux. They were burning to avenge the massacre of 
 their leader and their comrades, nearly fifteen years ago; to 
 fight again with the Sioux, and come off victors. When, there- 
 fore, they were sent in pursuit of the fugitive band, they went 
 most willingly, prepared to fight to the death should it be 
 necessary. 
 
 At first it seemed that there would be no trouble with Big 
 Foot and his men. The cavalry rode northward from Pine 
 Eidge, and on the night of the 27th of December had en- 
 camped near Wounded Knee Creek. From this point scouts 
 were sent out in all directions, to see if the hostiles were 
 ♦encamped anywhere within reach. The scouts were out all the^ 
 morning of the 28th without result, and the officers in command" 
 began to think that the hostiles were farther off than their re- 
 cent depredations had seemed to indicate. It was about^noon of 
 the 28th when one of the emissaries returned with the word that 
 there was a hostile village about eight miles to the northwest of 
 the cavalry camp. Major Whiteside, in command of this de- 
 
524 
 
 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 tachment, at once ordered four troops into the saddle, and they 
 rode off at full speed along the trail indicated. Their approach 
 was noted by the Indians, who formed in a line of battle imitated 
 from their enemies, each man fully armed; for, in addition to 
 the gun which each brave carried, and which was, in most cases, 
 of the latest and most approved pattern, they had knives stuck 
 in their cartridge belts which were strapped about their blank- 
 eted figures. The force was evidently about one hundred and 
 fifty strong, while Major Whiteside had about three times that 
 number. 
 
 As the cavalry formed within about rifle-shot range, Big Foot 
 came forward, alone, unarmed, and on foot, and signaled that he 
 desired to speak with the commanding officer. The major at 
 once dismounted, and went forth to meet the chief in conference. 
 
 ^^I am sick,^^ began Big Foot, extending his hand in token of 
 peace ; my people here want peace, and — 
 
 '^I won't talk/' interrupted Major Whiteside; ^^neither will I 
 have any parleying at all. It is either unconditional surrender 
 bv fight. What is your answer 
 
 ^^We surrender,'' answered the chief ; we would have done so 
 before, but we could not find you, and I did not find any sol- 
 diers to surrender to," 
 
 Major Whiteside did not pause to point out how evident was 
 the falsehood of these statements ; but when Big Foot's warriors 
 raised a white flag, signaled his soldiers to surround the camp. 
 A courier was dispatched to bring up the remaining troops of the 
 regiment, and also a body of Indian scouts, to assist in disarm- 
 ing them; for although they numbered but a hundred and fifty 
 men all told, it was not improbable that there might be trouble 
 in disarming them. An Indian's gun is far more to him than the 
 same weapon to a soldier; it is his friend when all others fail, 
 his companion, his purveyor in the season when he must depend 
 upon game for his food, the symbol of life and liberty. 
 
 At the command of Major Whiteside, the Indians sat down, 
 arranged in a semi-circle; he promised them immunity from 
 harm, and added that fuller rations than they had yet received 
 from the Government would be forthcoming. Then he asked 
 them : 
 
 How many of you are willing to give up your guns ?'^ 
 There was a moment's pause ; the warriors sat in stolid silence; 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 525 
 
 the troopers as silently awaited their action. Then slowly, 
 from the line of dusky warriors, gun in hand, arose two ! These 
 came confidently forward and surrendered their guns to the 
 military. 
 
 Encouraged by this example, other Indians, to the number 
 of nineteen, came up to Major Whiteside and informed him that 
 they had no guns to give up; but if they had possessed such 
 treasures, he should have had them for the asking. 
 
 Perceivingthat nothing was to be gained by such work as this, 
 but that a prompt and thorough search must be made for weap- 
 ons, and every man compelled to give up those which belonged 
 to him. Major Whiteside gave orders that the tepees should be 
 searched, and commanded the separation of the Indians into 
 squads of about twenty men each, to be in turn disarmed by the 
 troopers. 
 
 Gen. Porsythe was now in command of the force, the rein- 
 forcements having come up. The search of the tepees revealed 
 about sixty guns, which had been hidden at the approach of the 
 troops ; beside war clubs and other weapons. The order was 
 now given to search the warriors, who had been holding some 
 sort of a consultation, in which their medicine man seemed to 
 bear a prominent part, wnile the examination of the lodges was 
 going on ; but so far were they outnumbered by the soldiers, 
 and so seldom does the Indian fight unless he has the advantage, 
 either in numbers or position, that no fears were entertained of 
 any trouble. 
 
 About a dozen of the braves had been compelled to give up 
 their weapons, and the soldiers came to a youth of about seven- 
 teen, whom some noteworthy deed of courage had caused to be 
 placed among the elder braves. As they raised his blanket to 
 see what arms he might have beneath it, he grasped his gun yet 
 more firmly in his right hand, while with his left hand he threw 
 a handful of dust into the air, uttering a loud cry as he did so. 
 Instantly a shot rang out, then another, and another. The 
 startled troopers, veterans as they were, were non-plussed for a 
 moment. But it was only for a moment. The fire of the ene- 
 my was quickly returned, and almost as quickly as it can be 
 told the whole village was one dreadful scene of battle. 
 
 There was no line of battle on either side; there were no or- 
 ders from chiefs or officers ; there was only a grim determina- 
 
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 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 tion on the part of the soldiers to kill as many Indians as possi- 
 ble, on the part of the Indians to kill as many soldiers as possible. 
 Small as the Indian force was, it received a considerable rein- 
 forcement from the squaws, who came to the side of their hus- 
 bands and brothers and fought as determinedly as they. The 
 artillerymen worked desperately to get their guns in position, 
 but the soldiers and Indians were in such inextricable confusion 
 in the village that the cannon proved useless in their hands. It 
 is a notable fact that the Indians especially fear the big guns, 
 and hence they did not spare the artillerymen in their fire. As 
 rapidly as they could, the outnumbered braves sought sheltered 
 places from which to fire upon the enemy ; though many of them 
 fell fighting face to face upon the narrow field of battle. 
 
 Father Craft, the Jesuit missionary, who has already been 
 mentioned as having gone after this same band to induce them to 
 come into the agency, accompanied the troops, and went fearless- 
 ly about the village, thus suddenly made a battle-field, to rescue 
 the wounded. Clad in the black cassock, and wearing the black 
 cap of his order, he stood in the very thick of the fight, earn- 
 estly endeavoring to persuade the savages, bloodthirsty as they 
 had shown themselves to be, to lay down their weapons and 
 surrender to the white men ; who were, alas for his teachings 
 as much infuriated as the red men themselves. Yet one man 
 heeded him. An Ogallala, throwing down his gun and rushing 
 to the priest, threw his arms about him and cried: 
 
 "Love me, father; I do not belong to their band. See, I have 
 thrown away my gun." 
 
 *^Lie down, my son, and you will be safe, returned the priest 
 calmly; but the frightened creature clung to him with a grip 
 that he could not loosen — the grasp of despair itself. To a 
 Sioux warrior who, in fighting, passed them, it seemed an Indian 
 and a white man locked in a death-dealing embrace; and not 
 noticing that the white man was the priest so generally beloved, 
 he gave one thrust backward with his long knife as he turned 
 to another combatant. 
 
 Forgetful of self, the priest felt not the blow, but continued his 
 efforts to induce the frantic Ogallala to lie down. As he was thus 
 engaged, a soldier came to him ; his round young face was white 
 with pain, and his uniform was all stained with the blood that 
 he had spilled, and with his own, a brighter, because a fresher stain* 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 Father/' said he, keeping erect by a strong effort, ^^I am 
 dying J will you hear my confession V 
 
 It was an appeal that could not be disregarded; forgetful now 
 of the Indian who had sought his aid, and who still clung to him, 
 the priest encircled the young soldier's form with one arm ; and 
 thus supported, and leaning his head on the priest's shoulder, the 
 trooper whispered his confession into that friendly ear. Eaising 
 his right hand to heaven, the priest began the absolution ; but it 
 was evident that the soldier's strength was failing fast. Heavier 
 and heavier grew the dying man, as his muscles refused to per- 
 form their office in supporting his body; and the priest, weaken- 
 ed by loss of blood from his own neglected wound, was unable to 
 uphold him longer. Together the three, priest, and trooper, and 
 Indian warrior, sank to the blood-soaked earth ; and there, aj» 
 the priest uttered the last words of the form which his church 
 prescribes for the occasion, the spirit of the penitent passed 
 away. 
 
 The wondering Indian was nerved . new by the sight of the 
 priest's courage to help his spiritual children in the time of their 
 greatest need ; and restored to some perception of the condition 
 of others, he saw, for the first time, that the blood which stained 
 the dark cassock was that of the priest himself. He looked about 
 him for help ; it was not far distant. A soldier who had just dis- 
 posed of his latest antagonist came to them. Together they 
 tenderly lifted the priest, and bore him to a place of comparative 
 safety, which had been hastily assigned for the purposes of a 
 field hospital. 
 
 ^^I am shot," said the priest, feebly, as they laid him down. 
 No," replied the soldier, bending over him, *^ you were 
 stabbed by an Indian. I saw him do it. He is a ' good Indian' 
 now." 
 
 He smiled grimly as he spoke; thinking, perhaps, how his 
 own hand had sped the bullet to avenge the priest's wound. 
 
 The talk which the Indians had neld while the lodges were be- 
 ing searched was probably the time at which they were incited 
 to resistance by their medicine man. Accordingto some accounts, 
 he fired the first shot himself; at any rate, he encouraged them 
 with assurances that he had charmed the bullets of the white 
 men so that they could not harm the Indians j that was no\F 
 most effectually disproved. 
 
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 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-B ANGERS. 
 
 The ground was thickly strewn with the dead and wounded, 
 and the soldiers, who were under orders to carry the wounded 
 out of farther danger wherever possible, found themselves 
 obliged to use much care in going about, as many of the wounded 
 Indians, mistaking the purpose of their coming, fired at the 
 would-be hospital corps. An officer who saw this called out that 
 if the wounded would hold up their hands, they would be taken 
 care of. While the Indians have the utmost contempt for the 
 promises of the Government, as represented by civilians, they 
 fully understand that they can trust such a promise as this, when 
 made by a soldier, and particularly an officer. "When this, then, 
 was repeated by an interpreter, several dusky hands were raised 
 feebly to implore the promised help. A couple of soldiers went 
 toward one young warrior, a man of about twenty-five, evidently 
 a person of some rank among his own people. He was shot 
 through the body, and mortally hurt. The barrel of the Win- 
 chester that lay by his side was so hot as to burn the hand of the 
 trooper who picked it up ; showing with what deadly animosity 
 the brave must have fought, to have fired so rapidly. As they asked 
 him what he wanted, hesitating to move a man who was so neai 
 death, he asked if they knew where the medicine man had fallen, 
 They made answer that they did not. He indicated the spot to 
 them, having seen him fall but a few moments before he himself 
 was wounded. 
 
 Carry me there," he said, " and lay me down close beside 
 him." 
 
 Thinking that he desired one last word with the medicine mar 
 before he died, they hastened to comply with his request; fo)f 
 the warrior had indicated that the prophet was but wounded. 
 They saw at a glance that he was fearfully wounded; and one of 
 them believed that he was dead when they laid the young war- 
 rior at his side. The brave put his hand inside his hunting-shirty 
 and drew a long-bladed knife. Eaising himself from the ground^ 
 he leaned over toward the prostrate seer, and rapidly plunged 
 the knife four successive times into his body, before the soldiers 
 could interfere. 
 
 There," he panted, ^Hhat serves him right; it was all hife, 
 fault; he got us all killed." 
 
 Upon inquiry afterward, it was learned that the medicine man 
 had promised his followers immunity from hurt and a certaip 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 529 
 
 victory if they attacked the white men. This was the warrior's 
 revenge for the deception; he died, assured that the medicine 
 man could not, by any trick or sham, feign death until danger 
 was past, and then revive; his own blows were all fatal. 
 
 While the fierce conflict still raged in the midst of the village, 
 Capt. Geo. D.Wallace, a gallant veteran of the Seventh Cavalry, 
 
 From Haepbb's Wsbklt Copyright, 1891, by Harper & Brotlieri. 
 
 CAPT. GEO. B. WALLACE. 
 
 stood at the door of a tepee directing his troop. As the Itidiangt 
 perceived that there was an officer among them, a shower t)f 
 bullets came upon "him. Almost simultaneously four of those 
 aimed at him took effect; and as he reeled almost falling, a 
 squaw who had armed herself with an axe sprang close to him, 
 with her weapon uplifted. It descended upon bis head> and; be 
 fell like a log at her foot. 
 
530 THE WAR WITH THE SIGUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 This was far from being the only squaw who took part In the 
 fig^t, though there is no other whose deed has been thus record- 
 ed. The women caught up the arms which the dying warriors 
 let fall, or used those which had been held in reserve; they 
 fought as fiercely as the men, and proved as determined in their 
 resistance. 
 
 As opportunity offered, the Indians sought refuge in the sur- 
 rounding ravines; and it was then that the cannon and Gatling 
 guns were of use ; hitherto, as has been said, the conflict was too 
 much on the hand-to-hand order to allow of their use, without 
 equally imperiling friend and foe. The battle lasted, in its full 
 intensity, for nearly an hour and a half; while after that time, 
 tie shots from the ambushes were constantly answered by the 
 rattle of musketry and the roar of the cannon. Thirty-five 
 soldiers were wounded, twenty-five killed. Of the Indians, defi- 
 nite figures can hardly be given; as almost every day brought 
 news that more bodies of Indians had been found in the sur- 
 rounding ravines ; indeed, there was no attempt made to include 
 these so found in the list of those killed. Big Foot's band was 
 practically wiped out of existence. Eighty were left dead on the 
 battlefield ; thirty-nine were captured, twenty-one of these being 
 badly wounded. These figures refer to warriors only; the bodies 
 of many women and of some children were found, both on the 
 field and in the ravines; so that some journals accused the sol- 
 diers of making war upon squaws and pappooses. A moment's 
 consideration will show the injustice of this charge; the fight 
 was precipitated by the Indians themselves, the soldiers being 
 in and around the village at the time ; the squaws took as active 
 a part in the conflict, almost, as the braves themselves ; they were 
 at all times in the very heart of the conflict ; and when the guns 
 were pointed at the ravines, it was because there had been firing 
 from those particular points. Considering these things, it is not 
 clear how the soldiers were to fight the warriors without endan- 
 gering the women and children. 
 
 When the news of the fight at Wounded Knee Creek reached 
 the agency at Pine Ridge, pandemonium broke loose among the 
 five thousand Indians gathered there; and a large number of 
 them broke away. The friendly Indians, including Red Cloud, 
 joined the army forces under the command of Gen. Brooke. Be- 
 fore night, the new hostiles had made a determined effort to 
 
reach and burn the agency ; a village ot the triendlies, some three 
 miles away, was actually given to the flames. 
 
 Two Strike's band had been considered as belonging to the 
 class of friendly Indians, but as the troopers who had taken part 
 in the battle of Wounded Knee were returning from the field, 
 these Indians suddenly attacked the provision train, and succeed- 
 ed in capturing it. The soldiers gave chase, overtook the Indians, 
 and compelled them to render up their prey. Over thirty Indians 
 were hurt in this skirmish. 
 
 After the fight at Wounded Knee, it was calculated that about 
 three thousand Indians were on the war-path. These had found a 
 stronghold in the Bad Lands, about fifteen miles from the Pine 
 Ridge agency. It was Gen. Miles' intention to surround them 
 here, cut ofif all chance of escape, and gradually drive them to- 
 ward the agency, which was well protected by cannon and 
 machine guns. Under these, with a sufficient force of troops on 
 each flank and in the rear, it was thought that they could be 
 induced to surrender and submit to disarming without any 
 trouble. 
 
 But for several days after the battle, all was confusion; the 
 dead must be buried, the wounded must be cared for; and the 
 helpless Indian children who had been found on the field of bat- 
 tle must be provided for. One of these latter was a pappoose 
 scarcely three months old, which was found three days after the 
 fight, having strangely lived on unharmed through the terrible 
 blizzard that followed. It had been well wrapped up by its 
 mother, and lay among the corpses of strong men and women, 
 awaiting rescue. It was taken to the agency and cared for as 
 tenderly as though it had been an infant prince. Gen. Colby, 
 visiting Gen. Miles a few days later, asked to see the ^'Babe of 
 Wounded Knee," as the child had been named ; and was so tak- 
 en with its chubby face and bright eyes that he adopted it as a 
 member of his family. A report was afterward published, how- 
 ever, stranger than all, that its mother survived her own terri- 
 ble wounds, crawled back to the agency more dead than alive, 
 and claimed her child. 
 
 At the time of the exodus from the agency after the fight, old 
 Red Qoud's wife insisted upon her husband's joining the hos- 
 tiles. It would appear from the circumstances, that there is 
 such a thing as a hen-pecked Indian husband, although our ideas 
 
532 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 on the subject make this somewhat incredible. At any rate, 
 Mrs. Red Cloud began to throw all their joint possessions hastily 
 into the wagon, declaring that she would leave whether he did 
 or not. Thus compelled, he left, and sent word, a few days la- 
 ter, that he was a prisoner in the hands of the hostiles, and was 
 threatened with death should he attempt to return to the agen- 
 cy. It was understood that Little Wound was in the same pre- 
 dicament, as well as Big Road. 
 
 'But the hostiles who were thus penned up in the Bad Lands, 
 were by no means compelled to remain there; they had the full 
 range oi all the ground within the cordon of soldiers which had 
 been established. It was this which enabled them to attack a 
 wagon train on the 5th of January. A number of wagons were 
 known to be on the road from Rapid City to the camp which 
 had been established at Wounded Knee, and it was thought best 
 to send out a detachment to protect them. Thirty picked 
 men set out for that purpose. They had not gone ten miles 
 when they saw the thirteen wagons of which the train consisted, 
 drawn up in the form of a square, and the guards resisting the 
 attack of about fifty Indians. The detachment put their horses 
 to a gallop; their approach caused the Indians to retreat to a 
 neighboring hill, probably from a fear that these formed only 
 the advance of a considerable force. The soldiers now joined 
 the teamsters, who numbered but nineteen. A rude breastwork 
 had been improvised from sacks of grain and boxes, behind 
 which the entire force entrenched themselves, confident that the 
 Indians would return. They were not disappointed. The Indi- 
 ans seeing that only this handful of men had been sent out for 
 the protection of the train, returned to the attack, and dashed in 
 constantly lessening circles about the train. They kept, how- 
 ever, a distance of never less than five hundred yards, so that 
 their rifles were far from being effective, since Winchesters do 
 not carry well for that distance. The carbines of the soldiers, 
 on the other hand, were used with much fhore effect ; and a 
 number of Indians were seen to fall from their ponies. 
 
 The number of the Indians had been increased, since their re- 
 turn, to about one hundred. Finally, it was resolved by the 
 soldiers that one of their number should return to camp to ask 
 for a larger force. The fleetest horse at command was selected 
 for him; and while his comrades managed to attract the atten- 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 533 
 
 tion of most of the Indians to one side of their extemporized 
 fort, he dashed suddenly away on the other side. Almost in- 
 stantly they saw the reason for drawing them to the rear of the 
 train, and with a yell, about twenty warriors gave chase. Bul- 
 let after bullet whistled past his ears as he lay upon the neck 
 of his horse, presenting as vSmall a mark as possible to the pur- 
 suers; but not one struck him, and at last his good horse dis- 
 tanced theirs, less carefully bred. 
 
 Finding it impossible to intercept the messenger, the Indians 
 returned to the attack with new vigor. Four cavalry horses 
 were shot by them; and a number of braves, dismounted, suc- 
 ceeded in getting much closer than the main body, in order to 
 fire into the group of horses, to stampede them if possible. This 
 move would have been successful had the whites trusted the 
 horses to stand; but as some of the soldiers were guarding and 
 holding the horses^ their voices reassured the frightened ani- 
 mals, and prevented a stampede. 
 
 One Indian, more venturesome than the rest, tried to make his 
 way to the rear of the train, in order, probably, to set fire to it, 
 or perhaps with the less heroic intention of stealing some of the 
 contents of the last wagon. He was wholly unobserved by 
 the soldiers and teamsters; but it chanced that a teamster had 
 been taken sick on the way, and now lay, almost forgotten by 
 his excited fellows, on a bed of hay in the back part of the rear 
 wagon. 
 
 The sick man watched the Indian stealing nearer and nearer, 
 and gave no sign to his comrades. He well knew that they had 
 enough to do to take care of themselves, while he really did 
 not, under the excitement of the moment, feel like a very sick 
 man after all. He was perfectly able to reach for his Winches- 
 ter, and bring it into good position to take careful aim at the 
 Indian, who had not yet discovered his presence. The red man 
 was within twenty yards of the wagon before the invalid judged 
 it time to fire. Crawling on his hands and knees along the 
 ground, suddenly he felt a sharp, burning pain in his back, 
 where a bullet had plowed its way along; the report of the gun 
 had not been noticed^ so constant was the noise from the others. 
 With a yell, half of surprise, half of pain, he jumped up, when 
 another bullet from the same rifle pierced his heart. 
 
 The bullets were flying thick enough at the other side of the 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 535 
 
 train, and the handful of men there entrenched began to find 
 their situation alarming. For six mortal hours the teamsters 
 had been firing at these Indians; three hours without help, and 
 the three hours since with the aid of the thirty soldiers. Would 
 help come? Almost they began to think that their messenger 
 had not reached his destination, when they saw the Indians be- 
 ginning to draw off ; troops were coming at full charge to the 
 rescue. The Indians scattered in all directions as the soldiers 
 came within range ; and although they were pursued until night- 
 fall, succeeded in eluding the cavalry. 
 
 The dead Indian proved to be a medicine man, evidently a 
 person of some consideration. He was the only one killed out- 
 right, although it was evident that several were badly wounded. 
 
 Meantime, at Pine Ridge, all was alarm. A few days before 
 this attack upon the wagon train, a scout had brought in word 
 of an engagement in which fourteen troopers of Gen. Carr's 
 command had been killed by hostiles. The Indians refused to 
 listen to any propositions for peace. Finally, it was said that 
 there was a plot to massacre all the whites at Pine Ridge. This 
 was told with such circumstantial details as to cause thorough 
 alarm. The consequence was that extraordinary precautions 
 were taken, and if any such plot was laid, it was judged unsafe 
 to carry it out. 
 
 After the excitement attending the fight at Wounded Knee had 
 somewhat subsided, the old warriors among the Indians saw 
 that they were apt to get the worst of it; they knew ver}^ well, 
 by this time, that the assertion that their ''ghost-shirts" would 
 repel the white man's bullets was most arrant nonsense; and 
 many of them began to see that the chances of the dead warriors 
 coming to life to help them in the fight were very small indeed. 
 But the younger braves still clung to hope, were still resolved 
 to defy the enemy of their race. While the old chiefs urged 
 the advisability of submitting to Gen. Miles, the younger men 
 threatened to kill any one who left the hostile camp for the 
 purpose of visiting the agency. At last, however, ten chiefs, 
 Jack Red Cloud, Big Road, High Horse, Long Bear, Lone 
 Hawk, and five of less note, were permitted to hold council with 
 the general. 
 
 But the result was far from being what they had hoped or ex- 
 pected. Gen. Miles had his plans well laid; the submission of 
 
536 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 these Indians was now, he knew very well, but a question of a 
 very short time; and he proposed to have matters settled so 
 that there would be no difficulty in the future. He flatly refused 
 to listen to their complaints, then; telling them that there was 
 nothing for them to do but to surrender unconditionally; if 
 they had complaints to make, they would be at liberty, after 
 their surrender, to go to Washington, and lay them before the 
 authorities there. 
 
 The temper of the hostiles was clearly shown by the recep- 
 tion which was accorded an officer who went tO' their camp to try 
 to induce some of the chiefs to come for a talk with Gen. Miles. 
 This was just before the submission of those chiefs who have 
 been mentioned. Lieut. Casey, attached to the 22d Infantry, 
 and in command of a body of Cheyenne scouts, left early on the 
 morning- of January 7, to reconnoiter in the direction of the big 
 hostile village on White Clay Creek, near White River. Accom- 
 panied by only one of his scouts, he was earnestly warned by 
 Gen. Brooke not to go too near the savages, as it had been re- 
 ported that they were holding a dance, and their fanaticism 
 might lead them to some act of more than usual treachery and 
 cruelty. 
 
 After riding eight miles, Lieut. Casey came upon the village, 
 but not unperceived ; two Sioux, an Ogallala and a Brule, dashed 
 into the village and reported to Red Cloud that an army offi- 
 cer was approaching. The old chief was perhaps the most 
 pacific of all the hostiles, and was really endeavoring to hold the 
 more enthusiastic in check; he saw at once that any violence 
 offered to an officer would make a breach that it would be diffi- 
 cult to bridge, and sent a messenger to warn Lieut. Casey. This 
 messenger was his son-in-law, a French half-breed, named Jack 
 Richards, who had come to take his family away from the hos- 
 tile camp. He was accompanied by the two Indians who had 
 first seen the approach of the officer. 
 
 His message was delivered, with a warning against the Brule. 
 The Ogallala also warned the officer against his companion, 
 saying that the Brule had a black heart. 
 
 ''Very well," was the reply to both; ''I will just ride to the 
 top of yonder butte, and see what the village looks like, and 
 then I will go back." 
 
 Remonstrance was futile; he rode forward, followed by the 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 537 
 
 half-breed and the two Indians Suddenly the Brule raised his 
 weapon, and took aim. His Indian companion, quick and wary 
 as himself, sprang upon him, wrenched the gun from his grasp, 
 drew the loads, and returned it to him, with a warning of the 
 consequences, should the officer be killed. For answer, the < 
 Brule dashed away a few yards, hastily re-loaded, and chanting 
 the invocation to the departed braves as he circled about the 
 officer, again took aim. This time, there was nothing to prevent 
 the accomplishment of his object; and his victim fell, shot 
 through the brain. 
 
 The excitement in the village was intense. Old Red Cloud 
 and a party of his followers at once rode out to recover the 
 body, and save it from mutilation, while Richards galloped off 
 furiously to the camp of Gen. Brooke, toi carry the news. 
 
 A mutiny broke out. The Ogallalas, under the leadership of 
 Red Cloud, denounced the assassination, and predicted swift and 
 merciless vengeance from the soldiers. The Brules, the Unca- 
 papas and the Yanktonaise Ghost-Dancers, who numbered about 
 one thousand five hundred, denounced this peace party as cow- 
 ardly and threatened to kill them and their families if they 
 tried to return to the agency. 
 
 It was not until midnight that Red Cloud and his family 
 dared to attempt the return to the agency. Then they were 
 discovered, and their steps followed by a shower of bullets. 
 They succeeded, however, in escaping; and although a terrible 
 blizzard was raging, made their way to the agency, bringing 
 with them the news of a brisk fight that was then raging be- 
 tween the two elements in the hostile camp. 
 
 Almost at the same time that Red Cloud brought this news, 
 American Horse gave an apparently truthful report that the hos- 
 tiles were dispatching their men, alone, and in groups of twos 
 and threes, to come into the agency in the guise of friendlies, 
 to incite the peaceable Indians to rise and burn the agency 
 buildings. 
 
 'But the watchfulness of the troops prevented the success of the 
 plan, if such plan there had been; and beyond the burning of a 
 few outlying cabins of friendlies, there was little damage of this 
 nature. Throughout the time of excitement, of course, there 
 had been the usual accompaniments of an Indian war, in the 
 way of ranches attacked^ small parties of travelers surprised, 
 
538 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 and similar outrages; but these were always so much a part of 
 Indian warfare that they provoked little comment from the outer 
 world. 
 
 What had been the result of the fight in the hostile camp, was, 
 of course, only a matter of conjecture. It appears, however, that 
 the war party, chiefly Brules, had obtained the mastery over those 
 who had desired to surrender, who were mainly Ogallalas, since 
 the great body of the hostiles still refused to comply with Gen. 
 Miles' demands and come into the agency. It is probable that 
 the warriors who desired to surrender were closely watched 
 by the others, if not actually held as prisoners; for although 
 many of their squaws came in, there were but very few men. 
 
 Gradually, however, the great camp was pressed by the 
 troops nearer and nearer the agency; and at each advance the 
 blue wall around and behind them closed upon them. Their 
 progress in this direction was very slow; but when this was re- 
 marked upon, the wily Indians pleaded that they had so many 
 wounded bucks and squaws to transport that it was impossible 
 to move more rapidly. 
 
 January 14, Gen. Miles held a council with a number of chiefs, 
 Young-Man-Afraid-O'f-His-Horses, Little Wound, Big Road, 
 Crow Dog, Turning Bear, Two Strike, Kicking Bear, Short 
 "Bull, Good Voice and Good Lance, with a view to hastening the 
 submission of the hostiles. They made ready promises for their 
 bands, providing they were allowed to keep their weapons; but 
 it is not probable that, had they been ever so sincere, they could 
 have kept their promises at once; the influence of the chief 
 warriors was lost when they attempted to urge the fiery young 
 bucks to submit. The young men were wrought up to the high- 
 est pitch of excitement by the Ghost-Dance and similar means, 
 and would listen to no argument in favor of peace. Their dar- 
 ing is shown by the fact that the very night before this pow- 
 wow was held, there was a Ghost-Dance within a thousand yards 
 of the rifled cannon which guarded the camp at Pine Ridge. 
 
 The sincerity of the chiefs who had met the commanding offi- 
 cer in council was shown the next (Jay, when Big Road an- 
 nounced that he and his band desired to turn their arms over to 
 the soldiers. When the arms thus surrendered were counted, 
 it was found that there were nine guns. It should be noted that 
 one of these was broken. 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 Kicking Bear walked into Gen. Miles' headquarters, and of- 
 fered to surrender his own weapon. It was an old muzzle-loading 
 Springfield rifle, which had been converted into a breech-load- 
 er, and then sawed ofif to resemble a carbine. This antique 
 weapon he laid upon the general's desk with many protestations 
 that he was a changed Indian ; but remarked to persons outside 
 ias he came out, that he had nine more guns, all good ones. 
 
 The hostiles had been brought in at last; and this task had 
 been accomplished by the aid of Young-Man-Afraid-of-His 
 Horses, who had always been the most loyal chief to the Gov- 
 ernment in all the Sioux nation. During the summer, when he 
 saw how things were likely to go, he had discreetly taken his 
 band and gone on a visit to the Crow country, whence he did 
 not return until he was urgently requested to do so by the mili- 
 tary, after the battle at Wounded Knee. Accompanied by three 
 of his best lieutenants, and escorted by a strong force of cavalry, 
 he came to Pine Ridge ; and within thirty-six hours after his ar- 
 rival, had hastened the steps of the slowly-advancing hostiles so 
 that they were under the guns at that point. 
 
 But for a time after this work had been accomplished, it 
 seemed that it was upon the point of being undone. A wounded 
 squaw came into the agency, seeking such care as her condition 
 required. She was taken to the hospital, where there were still 
 some of the victims of the fight at Wounded Knee, nursed by 
 other Sioux. She told the story of her wound there, and it was 
 quickly spread among the Indians by these nurses. She was 
 the wife of a chief named Few Tails, a brother of Big Road and 
 a near relative of Young-Man-Afraid-of-His-Horses. A hunting 
 party, consisting of six bucks and two squaws, provided with a 
 dozen ponies and two wagons, had been returning from an eagle 
 hunt in the Bear Butte country. Their peaceable character 
 was proved by a pass from Gen. 'Brooke, and an assurance 
 from Captain Taylor; not one of them was painted. As they 
 journeyed quietly along, there came a volley from a clump of 
 bushes near the road. Few Tails fell dead; his squaw was 
 wounded in the breast and in the leg; the others fled; what 
 had become of them the wounded squaw could not tell. She lay 
 where she had fallen until she heard no more shots; then she 
 crept to the side of her husband, and found that he had evident- 
 ly been instantly killed. Afraid to venture along the trail 
 
540 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 
 
 where they had met such a reception, she managed to crawl to 
 the bushes near by, where she lay all that winter night. Then 
 she set out for Pine Ridge, painfully dragging herself along for 
 eight weary days. She arrived there January 19, and published 
 the outrage for the first time. 
 
 When it was told to Young-Man-Afraid-of-His-Horses, he 
 scowled, and for a time refused to be pacified, but turned sullenly 
 away from Gen. Miles and his staff who were endeavoring to 
 soothe his anger at this black ingratitude of white men. At last, 
 however, their efforts were successful'; and the great chief went 
 again to the hostile camp, to stop them in the work of saddling 
 their horses and preparing to depart or to fight ; so strongly had 
 the news of Few Tails' death affected them. 
 
 In truth, it is small wonder that the Indians should distrust 
 the white men; but Gen. Miles finally succeeded in convincing 
 Young-Man-Afraid-of-His-Horses that the army, at least, had 
 nothing to do with the murder; that it was the work of cow- 
 -boys, and that the murderers would be fittingly punished by the 
 civil povv^er as soon as they could be brought to trial. This in- 
 cident showed more plainly than ever the wisdom of Gen. 
 Miles' recommendation, upon which the Government had al- 
 ready acted, that an army officer should be appointed Indian 
 Agent at Pine Ridge; and the trust which the Indians have 
 learned to put in some commanders would make it seem that 
 such would be the wisest course in general. 
 
 Unlike most Indian wars, and contrary to the predictions of 
 most persons who fancied themselves to be prophets, the rising 
 had come to an end without a great or decisive battle. There 
 had, indeed, been numerous fights, of greater or less magnitude; 
 of which that at Wounded Knee was by far the most important; 
 but the end was brought about by a determined exhibition of 
 the power of the Government, and constantly keeping before the 
 minds of the Indians the hopelessness of the struggle for them. 
 * It is not our purpose to discuss here the cause of this rising, 
 at least from the white man's standpoint. Gen. Miles has said 
 that it was in consequence of a far-reaching plot, which was to 
 spread among the hundred thousand Indians of the Northwest; 
 and that it was the disaffected Mormons who laid and fired the 
 train. It is not yet time to say whether this be so or not; but 
 having in the earlier pages of this chapter given something of 
 
THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERS. 54I 
 
 the views of the whites as to the origin of this outbreak, it is 
 but justice to add here what the Indians have to say for them- 
 selves. The words are those of Red Cloud, as reported by 
 Father Craft, who is, as "will be remembered, of Mohawk blood: 
 
 ''Everybody seems to think that the belief in the coming of 
 the Messiah has caused all this trouble. This is a mistake. I 
 will tell you the cause. 
 
 ''When we first made treaties with the Government this was 
 our position: Our old life and our old customs were about to 
 end; the game on which we had lived was disappearing; the 
 whites were closing around us, and nothing remained for us but 
 to adopt the same ways and have the same rights with them if 
 we wished to save ourselves. The Government promised us all 
 the means necessary to make our living out of our land, and to 
 instruct us how to do it, and abundant food to support us until 
 we could take care of ourselves. * * * * We did not get 
 the means to work our land. The few things given were given 
 in such a way as to do us little or no good. Our rations began 
 to be reduced. Some said that we were lazy and wanted to 
 live on rations and not to work. That is false. How does any 
 man of sense suppose that so great a number of people could get 
 to work at once, unless they were supplied with means to work, 
 and instructors enough to teach them how to use them? 
 
 "Remember, that even our little ponies were taken away un- 
 der the promise that they would be replaced by oxen and large 
 horses, and that it was long before we saw any, and then we got 
 very few. We tried, even with the means that he had, but on 
 one pretext or another we were shifted from place to place or 
 were told that such a transfer was coming. Great efforts were 
 made to break up our customs, but nothing was done to intro- 
 duce the customs of the whites. Everything was done to break 
 the power of the real chiefs, who really wished their people to 
 improve, and little men, so-called chiefs^ were made to act as 
 disturbers and agitators. Spotted Tail wanted the ways of the 
 whites, and a cowardly assassin was found to remove him. This 
 was charged upon the Indians because an Indian did it; but 
 who set on the Indian ? 
 
 "I was abused and slandered to weaken my influence for 
 good and make me seem like one who did not want to advance. 
 * * * * Those who held us pretended to be very anxious 
 
542 THE WAR WITH THE SIOUX GHOST-DANCERSo 
 
 about our welfare, and said our condition was a great mys- 
 tery. We tried to speak and clear up this mystery, but 
 were laughed at and treated as children. So things went on 
 from year to year. Other treaties were made, and it was all the 
 same. Rations were still further reduced, and we were starv- 
 ing. ^ ^ ^ ^ The people were desperate from starvation; 
 they did not think of fighting — what good would it do ? Some 
 said they saw the Son of God. All did not see Him. I did not 
 see Him. If He had come He would do some great thing as He 
 had done before. We doubted it, because we saw neither Him 
 nor His works. Then Gen. Crook came. His words sounded 
 well; but how could we know that a new treaty would be kept 
 any better than the old ones? For that reason we did not care 
 to sign. He promised to see that his promises would be kept. 
 He, at leasts had never lied to us. His words gave the people 
 hope. They signed. They hoped. He died; their hope died 
 with him. Despair came again. The people were counted, and 
 wrongly counted. Our rations were reduced again. The white 
 men seized on the land we had sold them through Gen. Crook, 
 but our pay was as distant as ever. The man who* counted us 
 told all over that we were feasting and wasting food. Where did 
 he see this? How can we waste or eat what we have not? * * 
 * Our rations were again reduced. * * * There was 
 no hope on earth, and God seemed to have forgotten us. Some 
 one had again been talking of the Son of God, and said that He 
 had come. The people snatched at the hope. They screamed 
 like crazy men to Him for mercy. They caught at the promises 
 they heard He made. 
 
 "The white men were frightened and called for soldiers. We 
 heard the soldiers were coming. We did not fear. We hoped 
 that we could tell our troubles and get help. A white man said 
 the soldiers meant to kill us. We did not believe it, but some were 
 frightened and ran away to the Bad Lands. The soldiers came. 
 They said: 'Don't be afraid; we come to make peace, and not 
 war.' It was true. They brought us food, and did not threat- 
 en us. If the Messiah has really come, it must be in this way.''