The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1874-12-08
STOLEN BY THE INDIANS.

THE CAPTIVE RESCUED FROM
THE STORY.
The correspondent of the New York Her.
aid writing from Staked Plains, Texas,
gives the story of the captured German chill
dren lately returned to liberty: Your cor
respondent to-day had a talk with the little
girls who have just been rescued from the
horrors of their Indian captivity. Their ap-
pearance, despite their life among barbar-
ians, is still gentle and engaging, such as is
worn by more ~rtunate children of civiliZa-
ton. The naivete with which the elder Of
the two sisters told their touching story
would lave penetrated any heart with
its simple but awful tempering of pathos.
She made her statement as follows:
My name is Juliana Arminda German. /
am aged seven years. My sister here, Nancy
Adeline, is aged five aud a half years. Ny
fathers name is John German, my mothers
.Catharine and two older sisters Catharine
Elizabeth, aged fifteen years, and Sophie
Lewie, aged twelve years. My older sisters
are yet with the indians. 1 have only seen
Catharine since. She told me Sophie was
well and among the Indians. / could hear
her voice sometimes, but could not see her
ever. They killed pa about three weeks ago
on Smoky Hill River, Kansas. He was &C.
ing from Georgia, in Tanning county, where
we came from, TO settle in Colorado. When
nv iaLD6r 0earUI n6 lnQldlS coming he turned
black in the face and could not get his gun
up to shoot. They came and took an axe,
after taking hold of pas horse, and struck
in the head, cutting it open. Then they
killed my oldest brother, Stephen, and
oldest sister, Rebeccs Jane. They cut into
the heads of all, except my biggest sister,
and
scALPED THEM.
Then they dragged me out from under the
feather bed in the wagon, where L was with
sister. She commenced and set up crying.
1 crawled in again and went to sleep. L
could not cry. There wasn't enough tears
in my eyes. They took all the feathers out
of the beds n made pillows out of one of
them. They like soft pillows, but they
won't have have soft beds. They don't treat
me we'll. They had plums to eat the first day
for dinner, and after they got through eating
they gave us what was left. They then
bridled up the horses and put sister in front
of one young buck and me in front of an
other, on horseback. We were jolted so
that our necks got stiff. After a while
they took us out one day and left us
on the prairie all alone. i don't
know what they did it for. After a While
sister and 1 got up and found a wagon trail,
and we followed it six miles to where there
had been some camping party, and we found
some corn and crackers, with a little grain
of meat. We got an old broker cup and
bucket and went to the creek and got some
water. This was in one of the old camps of
the United States troops.) Then some
Indians came that day and took us away
again, and put us down in a camp where
there were Indian squaws-where your
soldiers came and found us on the day of
the firing. The Indians didn't nave any
other fighting while we were with them.
We heard the firing but did not hear the
yelling. We are getting over our fright.
The war department at Washington has
received an equestrian statue of the late
Major-General James B. Mcpherson, who at
one time during the civil war commanded
the army of the Tennessee. The statue is
by Rebesso, of Cincinnati, and was executed
to the order of the society of the army of the
Tennessee, who collected the subscriptions
for it. Among the subscribers are many
citizens of the town of Clyde, o., where
the general was buried, and they were de-
sirous that the should be erected
there. 1t was thought, however, that the
capital of the nation would be a more appro-
pirate place in which to place it, and Con-
gress will, it is believed, mak an appropria-
ton for the base of the monument and des-