Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1879-08-15
Sitting Bulls Return.

lnIormatlOn has been received from
Montana of the return to that territory
of the famous Indian warrior, Sitting
Bull, and his tribe. This chieftain, it
will be remembered, was forced over
tho border into British America by the
sharp attacks of our army about two
years ago. But he has found it impos-
sible to procure food for his tribe in
the wilds of the Dominion, and has
now returned in pursuit of game, in.
tending, if unmolested, to go back as
soon as sufficient meat has been secured
to subsist on during the coming winter.
In proof of his pacific intentions, it is
stated by an old citizen of st. Paul,
MINI, who is familiar with the Indian
language and ways, in letter to Gen
eral Sibley from Coal Banks, Montana,
that Sitting Bulls tribe is scattered in
small companies over large extent of
country, hunting buffalo. If he we're
in a hostile mood, he would be careful
to keep his large force together.
An enterprisiDg correspondent of the
Chicago Ttbune, whe has succeeded in
penetrating to the chieftain's camp,
telegraphs to his journal an account of
an interview held with Sitting Bull, in
which the latter set forth the grievances
which forced him into hostility to the
United States Government. In re
spouse to inquiries respecting his de-
parture into British America and his
present return tc Montana, the Indian
said in substance:
hate the Americans because | aud
my people have always been deceived
by them. They asked us to go to the
reservations, saying they would care
for and feed us. Then we we're told we
must farm. Some could not do this.
Then We found our rations were short.
Not many years ago your people said
they would give us the Black Hills, and
that our children should own it and to
be our hunting ground. As soon as
the shining dust was found there they
drove us from it. cannot believe the
whites. Then the Americans sent the
Longhair, Custer, to follow us. Do
your people know of anything we did
to bring the Long-hair upon us at the
Little Big Horn River? No, they do
not. We were there in peaceable camp,
hunting for meat to feed our families.
If you were ever told we were hostile
it was lie.
The sting of this blunt statement of
the savage warrior is its substantial
truth. Our Government has not kept
faith with its Indian wards, and the
white settlers on the frontier have been
permitted to do them grievous wrong
until their savage minds were goaded
to desperation and reprisal. Then fol-
lowed war, terribly destructive in life
and treasure to the whites, and provo
cative of deadly luminosity and frequent
efforts at revenge on the part of the In
dams. This is, in substance, the bitter
story of our Indian wars. We do not
mean that the red man is never the ag-
gressor but taking the history of our
dealings with the race from the founda-
ton of the Government until now, and
it will be found that the behavior of
these ignorant, heather savages COM
pares favorably-nay, shines in COM
parison-with that Of the civilized peo-
pie with whom they have had to deal,
It has been from the beginning story
lot robbery. injustice and needless
bloodshed.
Now that we have got through with
our grand Fourth Of July celebration,
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from the yoke of foreign oppressor,
the singing words of the grieved Sioux
warrior may we'll furnish food for cool
reflection to this great nation. Surely
the blood of our red brother cries to us
from the ground, and the shame and
guilt of our ill-treatment of him will
not pass UNDECIDED by Him who has
made us his keeper. IN. Y. Examiner
and Chronicle.
"The world, remarks a philosopher,
els like lookipg-glass; frown at it,
and it frowns at you smile at it. and
it will smile back" All, yes, that is
all very we'll, but when the looking
glass has blister about the middle of
it, and wrinkle each side of that, that
twists your nose up into something
like q wilted turnip and draws your
mouth all over both cheeks in twenty
different sizes and angles, all the smil-
ing you can do at it only makes it
worse and worse. Philosophy is oil
very we'll, but it can't smooth the wrin-
kles out of looking glass.
Circumstances alter cases, The man