The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-09-07

lHe SlIuhIlOu VI I1e luuy ueIstll Wus
frightful to the last degree. She could
not tell whether her husband was alive,
nor did she know what was to become
of herself
Her mental torture would have over
turned her reason but for her terrible
bodily suffering. A long stretch of arid
desert intervened between the Laramie
trail and the destination of the Sioux,
and the ride over this was so severe that
the lady more than once felt she must
succumb and die.
She was compelled to ride one horse
and lead another, and the latter was an
ugly brute, which continually jerked
his head backward with such violence
as to draw her to the ground, when she
was beaten for falling.
Her distress from thirst was 80 great
that her mind occasionally wandered,
and she seemed proportionately dull in
comprehending the commands of her
captors, thus insuring harsher treatment
than ever.
The Sioux, however subjected her
to no greater indignities than that of
blows.
Once, when thoroughly worn out and
despairing, she flung away valuable
pipe of the chief, which she was given
to carry. This SO enraged him that the
company was halted, she was tied to
tree, and wood piled around her, with
the intention of burning her to death.
But the plan was changed, and it was
agreed that she should be tied to horse,
like Mazeppa, shot to death with arrows
and then left upon the back of the
steed.
AT this juncture, the captive drew a
roll of greenbacks from her bosom, and
offered all to them if they would spare
her life. They weren't sensible enough
to appreciate this beautiful currency,
but they became interested in the fine
engraving, and asked her to explain it.
She made this explanation SO pleasing
that they forgot all about the dreadful
death provided for her.
The dreadful ride was at last finished,
and she was established with the Sioux.
Here she was threatened with death
more than once, but providentially she
escaped, and her captors gradually FORM
ed liking for her.
She sang and instructed them, and
soon the Sioux came to treat her with
great Difference and respect. Many an
entire evening was spent by her in talk
ing to them of religion and in singing,
while they sat around her, apparently
enthralled with her words and per-
formances.
A stalwart warrior known as Jumping
Bear finally fell head-over-ears in love
with the handsome white captive, and
began playing the simpleton around
her.
When he came to the point, Mrs.
Kelly kindly explained to him that her
religion permitted but one husband and
one wife, and, as she was already mar
ried, she could not offend the Great
Spirit by marrying him.
Jumping Bear comprehended the situ-
alton, heaved prodigious sigh, and
couldn't see any way to help himself.
1t should be stated, at this point, that
on the night of the massacre of the little
emigrant party, on the Laramie Trail,
Mr.. Kelly escaped the fate that overlook
most of his companions. He was a
short distance from camp, on his horse,
and was thus warned in time.
Learning that his wife and niece were
carried off, the husband did everything
in his power for their recovery. He
organized private rescuing parties, and
the army gave assistance. He frequent
ly paid different Indians hundreds of
dollars, under pledge that they would
bring Mrs. Kelly back, but they were
never seen again.
He continued his efforts in every pos
sible way that could suggest itself, and
yet never as much as obtained the
slightest real clue as to her where
abouts.
Finally he despaired, and concluded
that she was dead. This belief was
strengthened by the discovery of the
dead body of little Mary, whose fate he
feared was the same as that of his wife.
The result Of these continued rewards
and attempts to secure the captive was
general conviction among the Sioux
that the time was at hand when they
could no longer hold her.