The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-04-20
iuuded and looks carefully examined,
and % nrssdJ when the word saa'n, Be-

slNAAess EAssU W0A0 UN1vlQuy 01Aml0SOs
nd % isradJ when the word sa.,l, bs
yiYen.
There, too updn guard, sre tae Eve
men vho ~ . pay the forfeit Of the
Ives taken % wautonly and 70 treaeh-
srously.
Aw.y Of, I cannot tell iosmey rods,
but it seems to q ehildren : long run,
are stationed the Sioux tribs, ana that
. the goa which tbs sr.tcnea uek
must run for their lives.
. And nov all seems ready, and NE
stand on tip toe, while the, balls and
chains are Knocked of.nd the sa7z.siisss
ne Get frse. At . word ono 0. tas
doomed men starts, the rifles s7itn un~
srring aim a1e fred, aud under, cover
Of the smoke man falls dead. 1ney
rslosd, the word il given, another Starts
With ! bonnd for home; ah! the ain
Of those elear-sighted, bloodthirsty red
men i too deadly and % ono sftss An
other, until tour are down.. -
And then the last, Little Six xhen
at: that distance We children readily
recognize from his commanding Ae::35et
and graceful form he is CUR .lr.eev,
and Ne hope hs will get home. sLzp
starts, they fire, the smoke clears assa57.;;
aod still he is running; We eEap gaC
bands and say me Will get hon = 3Ess
another tvoDeJ, and our fasorite, l2aes* ss:
-sts,he goal, springs into the asg &s4
comes down-dead ! 1 cover NJ ts.ea
and shed tears of real sorrow f5s: GU
friend. And now follows q! scene s:l..5
teggars description. The bodies, al
warm and limp, are dragged to tue
brow Of the hill. Men who, at tie
sight of blood, became tends, tear Of
the reeking scalps and hand them 70 tie
chief, who hangs them around t IS
neck. Women and children, With
tomabawks and knives, cut deep gasi.-
Is into the poor bodies, and scoo2'ng
up the warm blood with their hands,
eagerly drink; then, growing frsHs::o,
they dance and sing their horrid soap
songs, recounting the deeds Of valc- Oh
the part Of their brave men, and testip :;
sot the Sioux scalps taken At their lass
.horrid feast, they leave the naiilssaa
bodies fostering in the sun.
At nightf.ll they are throza ia:o
the rlverJ and my brother and myself,
alvil,es.truck all quiet, traostheir hideous
voyage down the Mississippi to tae
Gull of Mexico. We lie awake that
night talking Of the dreadful sight we
have seen and We Try to think what
the people Of New Orleans viii sly
when they see those CHASTITY uptu7ned
faces; and We talk with quivering lip
and fearful eyes Of Little Six, and the
many hind things he has done for Us,
the bows and arrows,T the mocaaks e3
sugar, tha pretty beaded moccssibs he
has given us; and We wish. oh; wish
he could have run faster, or that the
Chippewas' rifles had missed fire. And
We sleep and dream Of sc.lps and rifles
war-vhoops and fiightful yelis, ard
wake wishing it had been dream.
Next day the daring chief sat up il
bed, painted himself for his death, SAT-,
his death song, aud With those fise Isasn
bloody so.lr about his neck. laid DOM
aud died, calmly and peacefully, in tho
comfortable hope no doubt, Of { wsss-
come homo in. those 'happy huntias
grounds" prepared by the "Good spic-
It, for al those indiana who are fsita-
full to their friends, and avenge them
selves upon their foes.
. A few years ego, I told this story to
another 'Little Sill" "Old shakopesj"
as he lay With gives upon his les, u
our guard house at Fort Snel'ing, &.52-s-
ing execution for the almost nu bert5ss
cold-blooded murders, perpetrated d.
riog the. dre,dtul massacre ct 1862.
He remembered it all, and Lis IS ss@@si
face lighted up with joy as he tola .le
that he was son Of that "Litt!e SIS"
Who made 80 brave q run for his he;
and he showed as much pri,ls and
pleasure in listening to the reessat OF
his fathers treacherous conducS IS the
children Of our great generals viii 90
some day, Is they read Or hear OF deeds
Of bravery or daring that their iat:lesa
have done. '>''.--. 'S-'@ '7,.T
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