The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-02-26
TOUCHING INCIDENT.
Another Romance Connected with the
Kimbals Family, Lately Rescued from
Indian Captivity.

Another Romance Connected with the
KimbsM Family, Lately Rescued from
Indian Captivity.
From the Milwaukee Sentinel. ...
The Kimball family, whose eighteen years of
captivity among the Sioux and Snake Indians
has given them Worldwide notoriety, passed
through this city. on Saturday. They 60 to
Houston, where they expect to find their friends,
but have been disappointed 30 many times that
they do not look forward with any very high
hopes. r.. ..
While the party were at the depot on Satur-
day awaiting the departure of the train, an
affecting little incident occurred, which touched
the hearts of all. A party of Indians. who
had been about the city peddling trinkets,
passed along. They we're decorated with their
pants, and looked as unconth as a savage only
knows how to look. The little son of Mrs.
Kimball was the first to discover the party, and,
sprneing down from char in which he had
been standing looking out of the window, ran
to the door. He was not over tour years OF
age, but bright-eyed and quick-witted, and
dropped his hands and called 10 the party
in his iniantile Indian dialect, and expressing
his Joy IN every conceivable way. The poor
mother saw this, and the tears started to her
eyes as she telt how closely the boy clung to
hs Indian associates. She went TO the door,
and taking the child by the arm, attempted to
lead hlr away, but the latter resisted, clung to
the door, called to the Indians again and again
IN lamenting tones, and would not leave. The
Indians heard the boy, and walked with their
measured tread to the Depot entrance. Que OF
the party, a delicate-looking squaw, not over
fifteen years OF age, no sooner saw Mrs. kim0ail
than she dropped her basket of beadwork upon
the pavement, and with a peculiar Indian CRY
threw herself at the feet of Mrs. Kimball, and,
grasping her clothes kissed her dress time and
time again, muttering song of praise all the
while. Her JOY seemed beyond description, and
Mrs. KimbaQ in return exhibited no little graft
tcatlon at meeting the young squaw, while the
other Indians stood looking on with character
istic nonchalance and indifference. Mrs. Kim
ball had no little difficulty III satisfying the
young squaw that she had fully expressed
her gratitude, and in getting her to rise, when
they commenced a conversation In the In
dian dialect. The squaw asked questions ear
ncstly and upon receiving the reply to one,
went to the men of her tribe, took from them
what money they had, and, returning, placed it
in the lap of Mrs. KImhall. 1t was not large
sum. but when declined, the look of reproach
ard sincere sorrow on the face of the squaw
expressed her feelings. In few words Mrs.
Klmb9ll told the history of the squaw. While
she was captive among the Sioux, war party
one day brought number of Navajoes as
prisoners-a party which they had captured.
Among them was q daughter of the chief, a
child OF ten years of age. Great preparations
were made to put the prisoners to the torture aud
the efforts both of MIR. and Mrs. Kimball could
not save them Mrs. Kimball determined that
the child should not suffer, and at great risk to
her own life she entreated and insisted until
she obtained promise that the child should be
spared TOR some days. That night Mrs. Kimball
supplied the young Indian with pony and
provisions cheered her young heart by words
of counsel, and directing her how to proceed,
she set her on her way. The wrath of the
Sioux, when they found next day what had
been done, knew no bounds, and it required no
little effort to prevent them from wreaking
their vengeance upon Mrs. Kimball. The posi-
ton which her husband occupied as medicine
man" in the tribe saved her, but did not pre-
vent them from separating her from her hus-
band for two long and weary years. Ii vas a
terrible punishment to her, and what she suf-
fered would have killed her but for the hope
of securing their liberty which buoyed her up.
She had never seen or heard of the young
Navaioe until this meeting on Saturday. She
had not forgotten her, nor the act of Kindness
| which had saved her from torture and death.
Until the cars left the young squaw clung to
| the garments of her protectress, and when the
| train with Mrs. Kimball on board moved off,
| she watched it with keen eye until 1t dsap-
! peaIed in the distance and then turning away,
! uttered a note of lamentation. 1t was a scene
| which none who saw it will ever forget.