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

10 Ole YET. LIZ was deliberate, prede-
termlned forethought that the women
were separated from their husbands
sides as they left the corral. Men that
had proven themselves fends had yet
to prove themselves brutes. And they.
did so.
Oh, God had not the weary, terror
stricken women and maidens suffered
enough to have merited at least a
speedy death? It seems not. Their
pure bosoms could not culver meath
the plunge of the cold steel blade, nor
their white Threats crimson before the
keen knife's edge. until they had suffer
ed the torments of thousand deaths
at the hands Of their brutal captors.
Yet this was done in the latter half
of the nineteenth century, and the
cruel, heartless beasts are living peace
fully in the midst of the American
nation.
There were two or three sick women,
who were unable to walk out from
the corral. They were driven up
to the scene of the massacre,
shot, Stripped of their clothing,
and the bodies thrown from the wagon
with the others.
Some Of the young men refused to
join in the dreadful work. Jim Pearce
was shot by his own father for protect
ing girl who was crouching at his
feet The bullet cut a deep cash in
his face, and the furrowed scar is there
to-day.
Lee is said to have shot girl who
was clinging to his son. A score of
heartrending rumors are afoat about
the deeds of that hour, but there is no
proof adduced, as yet, and enough can
be proven. One rumor, however, comes
from girl who lived in Lees own fam
lily for years. She told Mr.. Beadle, the
author of several valuable works, that
one young woman drew dagger to de-
fend herself against John D. Lee, and
he killed her on the spot. A horrible
story is believed by several people in
Southern Utah, with whom [ conversed.
I give it for what it is worth A young
mother saw her husband fall dead. He
lay with his face upward and the purple
life-blood crimsoned his pallid cheeks.
She sprang to his side just as great
brutal ruffian attempted to seize her.
Laying her tiny babe upon her hus-
bands breast, she drew a small dirk
knife andlike atigress atbay confronted
the vile wretch. He recoiled in terror,
bnt at the next instant a man stepped
up behind the brave woman and drove
knife through her body. Without a
struggle she fell dead across her hus-
bands feet. Picking up the dirk she
had dropped, the fend deliberately
pinned the little babes body to its
fathers, and laughed to watch it's con
vulsive death-struggles.
There, it is all over The brawny
muscled men lie stark and cold, ani
their sweet, sanity wives have fnall,
passed beyond the reach of their tor
mentors.
| BUT THE CHILDREN
The orders were to kill all excep
those who were too young to remember
Bill Stewart and Joel White were set
apart" to kill the rest. My informap
was first told the following by an Indian
afterwards heard it from white men
The old Indian cried while telling it
Ny informant has testified to the fac
that the statement is just as he received
it:
"The little boys and girls were to-
frightened, too horror-stricken to d,
aught but fall at the feet of thei
butchers and beg for mercy. Many
a sweet little girl knelt before Bill
Stewart, clasped his knees with her tin,
white arms, and with tears and plead
ings besought him not to take her life
Catching them by the hair of the head
he would hurl them to the ground
place his foot upon their little bodies
and cut their Threats I"
THE FIELD OF DEATH.
A man who saw the field eight days
after the massacre related to me the
following: Men, women, and children
were strewn here and there over the
ground, or were thrown into piles.
Some were stabbed, others shot, and
still others had their Threats cut. The
CHASTITY wounds showed very plainly,
for there was not single rag Of cloth
ing left on man, or woman, or child.
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the ankle of one poor fellow. The
wolves and ravens had lacerated every
one of the corpses except one. There
were 127 in al, and each bore the
marks of wolves teeth, except just
one. 1t was the body of a hand
some, well-formed lady, with beautiful
face, and long, flowing hair. A single
bullet had pierced her side, and stilled
the beating of her heart. It seemed as
If the gaunt, merciless wolves had
deemed her too noble and queenlike for
their fangs to mar.
THE HEAPS OF SLAIN
Most of the bodies had been thrown
into three piles, distant from each other
about two and half rods. Old and
young, matron and maid, white-h haired
men and tiny sucking babes, boys and
girls, all were thrown unfortunately
together.
One young woman lay in the sage
brush IN hollow or sag 175 yards