The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-01-14

lu0 m0Q 0mlSTanGS SQOulQ live TO tell
see tale. Instantly recognizing him,
the Indians would have fred at once,
but for the efforts of the Young
brothers. These gentlemen drew
down their rifles and kept the Indians
/ at bay. Hardly had they travelled two
miles before they met more Indians and
Ira Hatch, the interpreter. Ira told
the Young boys that they were call
right but that the man must die. No
sooner had he said the word than the
Indians discharged shower of arrows
at the poor fellow. Pierced by a.
shower of the sharp-barbed arrows, he
fell from his horse. The Young brothers
had all they could do to preserve their
own lives. The last they saw of the
fugitive, he was crawling away on his
hands and knees, and an old Indian
was stabbing at his throat with a
butcher-knife. It seems that one of
the savages put an end to the torture
by striking the man on the head with a
stone, crushing his skull. Thus per-
ished tie forlorn hope of the emigrants.
FALSE SIGNALS.
The besiegers found it impossible to
take the train by Storm or by fair
means. Evidently the poor victims
had resolved to perish fighting rather
than deliver their wives and daughters
into the hands of brutal villains. But
10 ! an emigrant train is seen coming
down the meadows bearing a white
flag All what tumultuous hopes
crowded the breasts of that furnishing.
perishing people. It is said they cried
for joy, and danced and embraced each
other, and gladly rushed out to meet
their supposed friends. They were
armed friends, too, as it soon turned
out, for it was no less than John D.
Lee and the officers of the Utah militia.
How sweet it must have been, after
those terrible days and nights, to have
seen the stars and stripes, and
fee1 that the militia of a Territory
of the United States was come to the
rescue Brigham Young, the great
Governor of Utah, COMMANDMENTS Chief
of the military forces, and how per-
fectly safe it was to accept shelter I'M
der his protecting arm The elm
} dams % were awed by the very presence
of the Mormons, end had ceased firing.
Surely the painted savages were per-
fectly controlled by their white supe-
riors! How kindly and tenderly these
| officers talked. Lee is said to have
wept like a child as he SYM
pathized with their suferings
} How providential it was that such
: tender-hearted Christian gentlemen
should nave learned of their dreadful
situation and come to their aid A man
SO eloquent so smooth tongued as
was good Mr.. Lee A man who was
himself Indian Agent, and for whom the
Indians had the most marked respect
A Major, too, in the militia Lay down
their arms? Certainly they would. IF
protection could so easily be guaranteed
, by these philanthropic gentlemen and
} their regiment, what reason for letting
? the wives and little ones die of starv.
alton?
Lee was too polite to make many
promises at first. He must consult with
7 the " Indians" Having just arrived he
had not had an opportunity of learning
their terms or intentions
> Accordingly he went back and pre-.
t tended to hold council. Was there
ever such base perfdity? Were white
men-prayerful, God-fearing white
. men-ever guilty of such unprincipled
+ treachery? Well might such a das.
| tardly coward hide in q chicken-coor
when the officers came Ito arrest him.
Again he came, bearing once more that
: white flag, that pure symbol of peace
and truth An angel from heaven would
not have been a more blessed sight to
those tired, anxious, fearful eyes.
They laid down their trusty rifles that
had been their strong defense. Taking
off their belts, they delivered up their
good revolvers and faithful bowie
knives.
John D. Lee is as smooth talker as
} ever heard. While [ listened to him
! last week in Beaver Jail, L kept con-
} stantly thinking of how he talked those
emigrants out of the intrenchments
} from which powder and ball could not
dislodge them. Only fifteen had been
killed in eight days. The corral was a
bulwark of safety, but the honeyed
words of white man won their hearts.
A guard of soldiers, we'll armed,
were drawn up to escort them
in safety. The men marched out
first, then the women, and lastly
the children. Did nothing whis-
per to those brave hearts the horrible
fate in store for them and their dear
ones? Was there no pang of regret at
stepping out of that strong fortifca-
ton =? Certainly not. There was the
American flag, the dear old flag, and
rallying meath it's folds, they felt that
the strong arm of the Union embodied
them.
And now, God help them
As l write the events of the massacre
l almost shrek with terror. It is too
terrible to believe or talk about but
seventeen years Of silence and peace is
quite as much as those scoundrels de-
serve, and shall write every incident.
l shall write each one without divesting
it of q single horror that it received
] as it came direct from the Inns of eve.