The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-04-20
Josded and locks earsfully examined,
and Oh IS ready when the word s.,aii.. bs

losdsd and locks e.rsfully examined,
md oil Is ready when the word saaii.. bs
given. -a..s
There, TOO under guard, .re the five
men who are to pay the forfeit Of the
i,-'s taken 20 wantonly and 70 treach-
'rously. y
Away of, 1 cannot tell bosmsy rods,
but it seems to Us children long ran,
are stationed the Sioux tribe, ena tha5
q the saa, which thz .c.tened. me-.
must run for their lives.
u And now all seems ready, and We
stand on tip toe, while the balls sad
chains are Knocked off and the sa7zs.iizzss
ase Get trse. At word one Is. tis
doomed men starts, the rifles :zi,h un-
erriog aim are fred, aud under cover
Of the smoke . man falls dead. Trey
reload, tho word is given, another Starts
With !. bound for home; ah !! tie ain
Of those clear-sighted, blooathirssy red
men is too deadly and 20 one sftez an
other, until tour are down. "
And then the last, Little Six whom
at that distance We children readily
recognize from his commanding HI =
and graceful form he is our ir.9,
and We hope he will get ho.-ss. -
starts, they fire, the smoke clear ~,
and still he is running; We clap =
hands and say he will get hon ) r..
another volley, and our favoribe, =t--.-:
sts the goal, springs into the -
comes down-dead! I cover ny i~oo
and shed tears of real sorrow f. CT:
friend. And now follows a scene III;
tesgars description. The bodies, a.
warm and limp, are dragged to taa
brow of the hill. Men who, at tie
sight of blood, became fends, tear Of
the reekine scalps and hand them to tie
chief, Who hangs them around rs
neck. Women and children, With
tomahawks aad knives, cut deep g2si.-
es into the poor bodies, and scoo--s7g
up the warm blood with their haoGs,
eagerly drink; then, growing fran,
they dance add sing their horrid sc-,y
songs, recounting the deeds Of valc- q
the part Of their brave men, and tell?
zot the Sioux scalps taken At theig -
horrid feast, they leave the naiii@!aai
bodies fostering in the sun.
At nightfal they are throza ia:o
the rver, and my brother and nyseif,
av.es.truck v. anl quiet, trase*heir hideous
voyage down the mississippi to tie
Cult of Mexico. We lie awake that
night talking of the dreadful sight We
have seen; and We try to think Vhas
the people of New Orleans viii say
when they see those ghastly sptu7ne1
faces; and We talk with qui7ering Lip
and fearful eyes Of Little Six, and the
many kind things he has done for US,
the bows and arrows, the mocaaks c1
sugar, the pretty beaded moccssins ne
has given us; and we wish. oh, wish
he could have run faster, or that the
Chippewas' rifles had missed fire. And
We sleep aud dream of scalps and rifles
war-vhoops and fiightful yelis, and
wake wishing it had been dream.
Next day the daring chief sat up il
bed, painted himself for his death, szSs;
hi~ death song, and With those Eve ssh
bloody scalp about his neck. laid do"n
and died, calmly and peacefully, IL 'fo
comfortable hope no doubt, Of c wes-
come home in those "happy hunting
grounds" prepaz ed by the STOOD spa
It," for all those Indians who are faitA-
tul to their friends, and avenge them
selves upon their foes.
A few years ago, told this story to
another "Little Six" "Old Shakopsej'
as he lay with gives upon his T., u
our guard house at Fort SnelIiag, : :
ing execution for the almost uu -; IS
cold-blooded murders, perpetrated d.
ring the dre .dtul massacre CT 10:
He remembered it all, and his 8 !!
face lighted up with joy as he 10; "a
that he was son OF that "Llit:', 49,
Who made so brave run for his ID;
and he showed as much pr''3 and
pleasure in listening to the rees:2t o.
his fathers treacherous conduev 81 tie
children of our great generals VI d
some day, as they read or hear OF &caos
Of bravery OF daring that their ioc:ie.-