The New York herald., 1879-10-30
dozen different Indians, and the recital and the
particulars were always the same.
MOcKING AND SINGING.


While Douglass was telling this he stood in
front of me with his gun, and his anger was
dreadful. Then he shouldered his gun and
walked up and down before me in the moon
light and initiated the employees who had kept
guard at the Agency for three nights before
the massacre. He Knocked them and sneered
and laughed at them and said he was "a heap
big Indian" Then he sang English songs
which he had heard the boys sing in their rooms
at the agency. He sang the negro melody,
"Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" and asked me if
understood. | told him did, because he had
the words and tune perfectly committed.
TOO MUCH WRITE.
He said father had always been writing to
Washington. He always saw him writing when
he came to the agency. 1t was write, write,
write all day, he said. Then he swore
fearful oath in English and said if the soldiers
had not come and threatened the Indians with
Fort Steele and the calaboose and threatened
to kill the other Indians at White River tho
sroUT-HEARTED JOSEPHINE
Then the brave chief, Douglass, who had
eaten at our table that very day, walked off q
few feet, returned and placed his loaded gun
to my forehead three times, and asked me if
was going to run away.
I told him l was not afraid of him nor of
death, and should not run away.
THE BRAGGARr LAUGHED TO scoRN.
When he found his repeated threats could
not frighten me, all the other Indians turned on
him and laughed ut him, and made so much fun
Of him that he sneaked off and went over to
frighten my mother. / heard her cry "ohw
and l supposed that she thought some terrible
was not hurt; that she need not be afraid; that
they were only trying to scare her. The night
was still, but heard no response The Indians
looked ut each other.
GALLANT PURsUNE.
All hands took drink around my bed then
they saddled their horses, and Pursune led my
horse to me, and knelt down on his hands and
knees for me to mount my horse from his back.
! He always did this, and when he was absent
his wife did it, saw Pursune do the same gal
liant act once for his squaw but it was only
once and none of the other Indians did it at all.
ON THE TRAIL AGAIN.
We urged our horses forward and journeyed
in the moonlight through to the Grand Noun
tains with the Indians talking in low tones
among themselves. The little three -year-old
few times, for she was cold and
had had no supper and her mother was
away in Jacks camp, but the child was
| generally quiet. 1t after midnight
! when We made the second halt in q
deep and sombre canyon, with tremendous
mountains towering on every side. Mother was
not allowed to come up. Douglass kept her
with him half mile further down the ravine.
Pursune had plenty of blankets, which were
stolen from the agency. He spread some for my
bed, and rolled up some for my pillow and told
me to retire.
MOCKED BY THE sQUAws.
Then the squaws came and laughed, and
grinned and gibbered in their own grim way
We had reached the camp Douglass had chosen
for the Indian women who had been sent to the
canyon previous to the massacre. Jacks camp,
where Mrs. Price was kept, was five or six miles
away in another canyon. When l had lain
down the blankets two squaws, one
old and one young, came to the
joyously at my feet. The other Indians stood
around and when the women reached u certain
part of their recitative they all broke-into
laughter. Toward the end of their song my
captor, Pursune, gave each of them a newly
stolen government blanket, which they took and
then went away. The strangcness and
wild novelty OF my position kept me awake
until toward morning when fell into a doze,
and did not awake until the sun was shining
over the mountains. Next day Pursune went
to fight the soldiers, and he placed me in charge
of his wife with her three children.
THE CArrIvEs BROUGHT TOGETHER
That same day mother came up to see me-
in company with little Indian girl. On
Wednesday, the next day, johnson went over to
Jacks camp and brought back Mrs. Price and
her baby to live in his camp. He said he had
made it all right with the other Utes. We did
not do anything but be around the various
camps and listen to the talk of the squaws
whose husbands were away fighting the sol
diers.
ZONE TOUCH OF NATURE,
On Wednesday and on other days one of
Supanzisquait's three squaws put her hand on