Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1873-06-12

this point. The accident was explained to
Charley. and all suspicious of foul play re-
moved, when another accident caused Challey
more annoyance. Capt. Hasbroucks command
reached the edge of the creek as Charley came
over the bluff, and of course he was gathered
IN as a prisoner a second time
Two hours afterward he was released and
sent after the fleeing Modocs, but he failed to
overtake them. Not a shot other than the
accidental one was fred. Had Hasbrouck
formed the desired connection on time, the
entire band would have been killed or captured.
1t was impossible for his NINA to ac-
compish the task. His troops did all that
could be done by any man. They rode over
fragments of lava, and one mile further than
the distance ridden by Capt. Jackson's COM
mand.
Boston Charley, Princess Mary, sister of Capt.
Jack, Black Jim's woman, five other female
Modocs from 9 to 90 years of age, and the
capture of seven ponies and mules.
The Modocs actually slipped from the grasp
of the troops, There was no help for this re-
suit. Jacks retreat this time was inside of
the canon through which runs Willow creek.
The canon has precipitous sides, averaging
forty feet high. There are few places where
the canon can be entered by troops within six
miles of Jacks last home The Modocs es-
capped by running down the canon, SO now the
Modoc captiyes will try to wean more of Jacks
warriors from him. .T4
ANOTHER SCOUT
A dispatch dated May 80 says: At 6 o'clock
on yesterday morning the troops left Willow
creek camp for a sharp and decisive scout,
and met with admirable success. The Warm
Springs trailed the Modocs across the creek,
and in a northeasterly direction, then due
north, and finally to the rocky cliff bordering
LangelT's valley on the east. This scout from
the outset was the most exciting of the cam
paign. The freshness of the tracks and the
apparent proximity of the Modocs maintained
continual excitement 1t led over ridges, over
mountains, along canons and valleys, and over
| small streams. The water-route was travelled
| with difficulty by the best-trained horses.
Miles upon miles of lava in fragmentary form
I was crossed.
The troops literally left behind them a trail
OF blood and horse-shoes. Several miles south
of the valley the scouts lost the trail, and we
suffered a detention of two hours. The halt
was broken by sudden yells from the Warm
Springs and cheers from the soldiers.
The command forward was given by Col.
| Green; the scouts were called out to the right
and left of the line, and covered the trail.
Then came troop K of the LIST cavalry, Maj.
Cresson commanding. Lieut.. Bacon, in charge
of the skirmishers of troop &, belonged to the
squadron of Capt. jackson. Capt. H~asbrouck's
| squadron held another equally important posi-
ton, and was, as usual, on time. Along the
crest of the bluff and down the steep trail on
its side charged the entire force of 230 men.
Suddenly four rifle shots were fired from the
rocks, and four bullets wlizzed over the SOL
diers. A line of skirmishers deployed along
the crest of the bluff started the Modocs from
their lair. About this time Scar-faced Charley
and two or three other Modocs rushed down
the rocks and cried out "We surrender!
Don't shoot" Five Modocs-came in. and at
once hostilities ceased. DR.. Cabancss, of Greda;
a contract surgeon who has long been ac-
quainted with the Modocs. went up among the
rocks and made the peace negotiations. All
the Indians, including Jack, agreed to come in.
Gabaness slept with them last night. A few
moments since Scar-faced Charley, Old Schon-
chin and ten warriors surrendered. Jack and
three others decamped by night.
The End OF the sF~aree-Capt. Jack, Sur
rounded I'm the Last Ditch, Surrenders
Internationally.
A dispatch dated Clear Lake, June 1, says
A series of prolonged yells and cheers aroused
the camp from a pleasant siesta. Gen. Davis,
Gen. Wheaton, and other officers, and all the
men rush from the house and tents to find the
cause of the uproar, and at once the whole
camp was in commotion. Down the level plain
north of the house was a grand cavalcade of
mounted hofeemen. The steeds rushed for
ward at once at a furious rate, and soon neared
the groups of spectators scattered about the
premises. "Capt. Jack is captured" shouted a
sturdy sergeant. Again the valley echoed with
cheers and yells. The mounted command WAS
that of Perry. He had returned from a scout
of % hours. Three miles above the mouth of
Willow creek, and at half-past 10 o'clock this
morning, the Warm Spring scouts struck q hot
trail
After a brief search the Modocs were dis
covered. Col. Perry surrounded the Indian re-
treat. His men were bound to fight. Sud
denly a Modoc shot out from the rocks with a
white flag. He met a Warm Spring, and said
Jack wanted to surrender. Three scouts were
sent to meet Jack. He came out cautiously,
glanced about him a moment, and then, as if
giving up all hope, came forward and held out
his hand to his visitors. Then two of his
warriors, five squaws, and seven children
darted forth and Joined him in the surrender.
Jack is about 40. He is five feet eight inches
high, and compactly built. He has a large and
well-formed face, full of individuality. Al
though dressed in old clothes he looks every
inch a chief. He does not speak to any one.
The Modocs are grouped in the field near the
house, and surrounded by a guard. Spectators
peer into Jacks face with eager interest, but
he heeds them not. He is still as a statue.