Beaufort Republican. [volume] (Beaufort, S.C.) 1871-1873, 1873-03-06

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The ModOc War.
A correspondent with the United
States troops in the Modoc fight, says
that the work of reducing Captain Jack
is one that is likely to take months to
accomplish. Meanwhile the willy old
Indian lies in his lava bed and laughs
in his sleeve at the trouble and expense
he is putting his Great Father to. He
has won two fights, and is of course
elated. He considers himself as safe
in his lair now as he would be if there
were no troops within thousand miles
of him, and he no doubt has good rea-
son to believe so. He has killed thirty
men all told since the war began, and
has lost but one warrior, and that one
in the first fight. In the last battle he
lost none at all, as all here concede. L
have seen no one yet that claims that
single Indian was even injured. All
this has made Captain Jack more impu-
dent and saucy than. ever. There are
some funny incidents of the late battle
which have not yet been printed, but
which go to show the brazen efrontery
of these Indians more than anything
else. About noon of the day of the
fight, while Fairchild's company were
in the very hottest of it, P. A. Doris,
one of Fairchild's men, suddenly heard
voice above him, apparently not more
than forty feet of. He looked up, and
could just see through the fog into q
little crevice in the rocks. There were
two Indian faces, which he at once re-
cognized as belonging to Bogus Charlie
and Frank" the latter the same who
accompanied Doris and Fairchild when
they went into Captain Jacks camp six
weeks ago. Quick as lightning Doris
lodged behind rock, when the two
Indians began to laugh and jeer him.
"Hi !" said Frank, "you old man Dor
ris, why you no go home and stay there ?
What for you come here to fight Mo-
docs? You say you NO want to fight.
We no want to fight you. You Siskiyou
boys better all go home. You can't get
Injun out of lava bed" Doris made
no answer, but stood behind the rock,
out of harms way. Just then Colonel
Green, who heard the talk, came up and
called to his men, "Charge on that
place, boys, and rout out those two In
dams There's only two of them y
The men were met with the fire of three
or four rifles from the crevice in the
rock, and for an instant they wavered.
cup and at 'em, boys !" yelled Colonel
Green. "Oh, yes, that's all good, y
shouted Bogus Charlie from behind the
rocks. cup and at 'em but why you
no come up and at 'em yourself? You're
pretty soldier! why for you no come
yourself, eh?" Colonel Green could
not stand this taunt, and he made one
spring at the rocks. The Indians fired
at him, but the fog was just thick
enough to render their aims imperfect.
The soldiers followed the Colonel, but
before they could climb up to the point
the Indians dodged back, and their
iibes and jeers died away in the dis
tance. Ten minutes afterward Doris
came out from behind his rock and
CROPPED his way through the fog. He
hadn't got but ten steps when he heard
| Bogus Charley's voice again from an.
other direction. He looked, and as the
log lifted little he saw the Indians
head just above rock. eli! you old
Doris; why you no go home? Nobody
want to kill you you want to kill me.
You come up here" Doris lifted his
gun, but before he got it up Charley
twisted his fingers at the end of his
nose, and with jeer lodged behind the
rock and was seen no more. All through
the night the Indians had several scalp
poles planted on the rocks, each with
several white scalps dangling to it..
These have the same significance that
battle flag usually has. Every once
in while they would come up and
shake the poles in suggestive manner
and then dodge behind the rocks. The
savages all fought without clothes, save
a clout about their loins. They fought
with terrible desperation, and had it
not been for the fog it is certain hun
dreds instead of tens would have been
killed. Fairchilds and his men got pos
session of the spot where his interview
was held, but was unable to keep it, the
Indian fire from the rocks above being
too hot for human endurance. Fair
childs got behind some rocks to protect
himself from fire, and while there Shack
Nasty Jim and Scar Face Charlie, who
were not twenty rods of, rode up from
behind their shelter and called out,
"Hi, John, come up here and get some
supper. We've gotmore to eat than you
have !" Mr.. Fairchilds did not go to
sup with the Indians, but when the fog
thickcned GOT down ON his back and