Pioche daily record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1872-1876, 1873-06-10

gust, and with their families settled in
the country. On the morning Of the
29th of November, Captain Jackson's
command attacked Jack and pis band on
Lost River and compelled him to retire.
Hooka Jim and his party were on the
north side Of the river from Jack. but
knew of his defeat. Mr.. Boldly. Schi-
era, and two SOUS of Boldly were muir
dered by Hooka jim and his associates
during the forenoon of that day while
cutting wood, herding sheep, etc, within
four miles of the house and the poor
women found the bodies Of the murdered
men stripped of all their clothing; they
also met the Modocs, Hooka Jim and
others. The Indians then went TO the
house and found more male victims. but
the women escaped, and travelled day
and night and reached Van Raisps, on
Lost River in sensless CONDITION.
Hooka Jim was identified by Mrs. Boldly
as one Of the Indians connected with the
massacre, and was questioned about the
robbery and confessed to having got
eight hundred dollars. Mrs. Schiera
drew a pistol and started for Steamboat
Frank and Mrs Boldly drew knife and
started for Hooka Jim. General Davis
stepped in and secured the weapons
during the struggle receiving cut in the
hand. Hooka Jim and Frank stood like
statues, neither spoke nor offered to re-
sist. 1t gals Jack and his comrades to
see Hooka Jim and Frank travelling too
and fro at will and armed at that. He
does not understand the result of turning
states evidence This evening he be-
came greatly agitated and gave vent to
his rage in frey Grafton. He arose in
his chains with Sconchin and in strong
and impressive manner reciied his griev-
ances. The purport of what he said is
told by Scar-faced Charley. He is mad
says Charley, to see that white men do
not serve all alike. While Jack was in
the midst of his Grafton his fellow capt
ives were warming into sympathy with
him. The officer of the guard came in
and compelled him to desist. There are
now one hundred and thirty Modocs
under guard.
SAN Francisco, June 8.
Dispatches from Boyle's Camp, dated
yesterday, relate the particulars OF an
atrocious massacre of the Modoc prison
ers by the Oregon volunteers, as is sup
posed. On Saturday morning James
Fairchild and about dozen other men
left Fairchilds Ranch, Cottonwood
Creek. Seventeen Modoc captiyes, in
Guiding women and children, also Shack
nasty Jim, Bogus Charley, Tehee Jack
Pony and Little John, were in Wagon
drawn by four mules. At the crossing
of Lost River the party encountered thu
Oregon volunteers, under the command
of Captain Biser. The soldiers gath
cred about the wagon and questioned
Fairchild, who told them the Modocs wer
Hot Creeks, and except Little John
there was no charges against them. Fair
child undertook to push on to Boyle
camp, and the volunteers retreated t
the camp near Crowley's. On the roa
he noticed two men ahead riding t
Rocky Point, as if to intercept them
When the team approached, one of ther
presented needle-gun at Fairchild, say
ing, get down you old white-headed so
of bitch. By what authority said Fai
child. By mine; am going to kill tn
Indians and you too, was the repl.
, Their leader caught hold of tn
, mules and unhitched the marnes
Fairchild clinging to the line
, leaped to the ground. The poor wretcl
es implored for mercy, and begge
Fairchild to save them. The warrio
We're unarmed, and although they ne
that resistance was useless, they We
/ cool, though facing inevitable deaf
! but the women and children shrieke
! groaned and wept pitiously. Fairchi
a had nothing but small pistol, and S
inches from his ear was the muzzle of
needle-gun. He says, the tears came
his eyes and l mingled my voice vii
those of the Modocs, in hope that Il
massacre might be averted. OH! it w
=. a terrible scene. l never shall forget
I shudder when l think of what saw.
hear the voices of those women st
a ringing in my ears; but the coward
: hounds were not to be baked. A she
p and Little John lay dead in the bed
It the wagon, a bullet in his brain. II
mules dashed away with Fairchild, al
tangled him in the lines. Five mo
shots in rapid succession, al
g Tehee Jack, Pony and Mooch, tt
remaining warriors, were dead. Lift
Johns squaw had frightful wound
her shoulder. Away ahead in the roa
n in the direction of Boyles camp, was
cloud of dust, indicating the approach
: team, the murderers espied the dul
D and in a moment were riding rapid
away.
n Eastern DISPATCHES.