Iowa territorial gazette and advertiser. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa Territory [Iowa]) 1840-1846, 1843-12-30
BURLINGTON, IOWA: SATURDAY, DECEMBER 50. ls4s.

iTON, IOWA: SATURDAY, Oh
s.OM ma mere, ma chere mnys IL m<sys. i
nears! je ne te rerrai janus e1cprs.~ sin he
went on, buthis words were all in French, mourn
ing in the tendercst Eanner for his mother.
MY dear mother will never see me again, l
am going to another world, and she Is moi near
ae! She win never kiss francois again She
does not see me! she will see ne no more!-
Mother! mother! OH my desr mbiher!n
He lived until about eight O'Clock in the even
ing. during which time he faded gradually, his
the last moment, its clear and bo5ish lstre that
seemed even brighter and more remarkable Is his
parting moment came nearer. The sroup, around
That dying boy was thing that hvetea the cazs
OF many an eye in camp; but one object, esbe-
clally, held peculiar and marked prominehte-
ms was Antoine, the hunter, the brother Of Fran
Co.'s. The fne form Of the sturdy sun-bufned
mountaineer seemed like figure hardened into
bronze, as he knelt, speechle.s and immoveabie.
BESIDE MS dying brother during the gloomy hours
OF that evening. He kissed The bow repeatedIv.
but never wept or uttered syllable. He sstl
with the corpse, and never spoke When. the
camp moved away from the grave next day. there
we lett Antoine, all alone; and there he stood.
ms inquire growing indistinct in the distance until
all sight OF him was gone; and never. during Nj
the rest OF our travel, did Antoine mention III
brother, until, when on the steamboat. nearing rs
home, with choking voice and eyes filing with
tears, he asked the writer Of THE to give him on
paper the dying words Of Francois.
Poor Francois! All the decencies Of the crave
were given to him; mass was said for his yoath.
iul, and, we presume, innocent sPiriti The ground
was level'ed over him, and fire was burned upon
the spot; for it was necessary to hide, not mark,
Christians grave in that far land or desolaion.
80 we left Francois, and there he is sleeping now.
beneath the towering masses ofthe Red Buttes.
Continuation Of aPratric and Ao1nta;n Life"
from II. ~ O. Pieatune.
There was one mes. in camp known as uour
Msss,I composed Of four, who were severally
ana fad et.ousiy cognominated "The Lion, o"The
Lanb, z aTht Quaker" and "Coionel Crnckett.n
'.No~ Cor = run! now for fun. now vel have
them. Wah, Look, Princei thousand OF them
in hand! Hi! hi. hi!',
So roared the Lion, mounted upon mule. by
the side of the Lamb, with the Quaker before
him, the Prince behind him, Crockett on his left,
and spy-glass up to his eye Nwas in the af-
ternoon, as we were leisurely riding along the
banks OF the Platte, discoursing about the route
OF FIVE bulls few hours before, and what each
Z
that happened to be ia the way at the time.
"Them's ZEN at last" said the Quaker, pass.
ing the spy-siass to Crockett, 'and now for
run after the cows!"
"YouIl make capital cow drverl'' said Col.
Crockett.
A few miles in advance Of us we could dis
tinguish widespread cluster Of dark spots,
which the Lion who had been in the wilderness
before, knew to be buffalo. Mules were now
exchanged for horses, the heavy rifles for lighter
weapons, and off went the Lion, the Lamb. the
Prince, Col. Davy and the Quaker, in company
with some fifteen or twenty others. The nature
of the ground il this instance favored US, and
we got very close on to the band before the
great beasts took alarm. We had taken The
usual precautlon of approaching them from the
lee; and when we burst upsn them, the near
view we obtained Of their CONSERVATION and
fright furnished spectacle that made US invoI-
unfairly rise in the stirrups and shout again and
again with excitement and pleasure. The Lion
roared, the Lamb got half way in an attempt to
spell baker with shake on the b., the Prince
expressed his emotion elegantly in the Sioux
tongue, the Quaker swore there were at least
hundred and fifty in the band, and Crockett,
in reply, asked him what he was going to do
about it.
Away went the buffalo, down the hollows,
around the hills, headlong over all sorts Of
ground, with guns and pistols cracking among
them in fine style. The Prince got within thirty
yards of the bovine uuadrupeds, and took aim At
the band-bany. he hit bull in the bose, and
got out of the way. The Lion ran up to cow,
with Colt in his hand, as he called his s.six
shooter" but his horse took sudden notion 10
be off IN another direction, and the King of the
Forest saw no more of the monsters of the prai-
RE that day. The Lamb couldn't run. as he
was carrying the :spy-glass, and the Quaker
wouldn't, because he didn't choose to tire his
animal down; while Col. David Crockett made
up his mind 10 wait for grizzly bears before he
Joined in any sports Of the chase.
Others were more successful, and in half an
hour eight COWS, two bulls and one calf lay dead
upon the prairie, scattered about within the cir
cumferance Of two or three miles.
"That's my cow!'' called out little sharp
nosed, pale-faced Englishman, riding up to where
Joe Fourier was Sharpening his knife upon the
horn of fallen animal,
"Hop 10 you lef you nioser7" said Joe, making
desperate attempt to say, "How did you leave
your mother"
"Thaps my cow" called the Englishn.an
again, in shrll treble, amounting almost to
shrek. The little fellow had really popped a
bali through cows lungs, but at the shot bis
horse made sudden circumbendibus, and he
just saw his game fall as he was carried over
hill and out Of view Of every body Coming
back, he concluded the FIRST cow he saw was his,
and once again he more vehemently reiterated in
feminine falsetto, "That's my cowlo go
joe by this time was stripping the skin from
the animal, and, slashng away with bis butcher
knife, he replied-"How you say?--wat make
him you cow-gress no cow much wait for you
bout herel''
The Englishman debated moment whether
or not 10 get into rage, and Just as he said
again, in milder tone, ssI tell YOU that's tay
cow" up rode "Dolly the Great" on his biz
mule, with his arms and legs fiyinc like the
limbs Of a pasteboard man pulled into rapid ac-
ton by string, exclaiming ssthats my calfp
"That's bullr' said John Kelly. who came
riding up to see the butchering Just at the same
moment. Dolly the Great was famous fellow.
the ornithclogist Of the party, considered 10 be
somewhat fighty in his notions; and emphatical.
y pronounced by Col. Crockett to be Ca birdp'
Dolly had killed a calf somewhere, but, like the
Englishman, he couldn't find it, John Kelly
was full private in the 4th infantry. all the ssf
FROM Jefferson Barracks, Missouri, and bodv
guard to his commanding officer, Lieut.. Sid.
Smith, as true hearted and noble spirited gen.
tleman as ever added grace and fascination to The
trade Of arms: John Kelly shall flourish under
his proper cognomen, as none else could become
his character better, and. in fact, the attention
Of christening in the crowd was never accord.
ed to him. "That's bull'S said John Kelly.
Some two weeks before this, a Kaw Indian
had attempted to strike up trade with John, the
red chap being in possession Of q dragoon's
sword that he wanted to dispose Of In this
afternoons. hunt Kelly thought Of the sword, as
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