Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1882-01-20
Their "Jlbbenenosey."

many years ago, their lived on the
then frontier, man known among the
white settlers as Peaceful Nathan"
The Shawnee Indians murdered his
family, and that event made him, no
doubt, insane ard their unrelenting
fee. To the white men he remained
" Peaceful Nathan" as he Carefully
concealed from them his deeds of re-
venge. But to the Indians he was
known as the Jibhenenosey" 1.-THE
deviD. He killed sccres of them, and
marked cross with his knife on the
hsartof each one. For years he was the
unknown terror of the savages, who,
whenever an Indian was missing, would
be sure to find him lying dead in the
forest, with the significant mark on bis
heart. "Jlbbenenosey!" they would
exclaim, and fee from the spot.
When Milwaukee was small town,
one OF its citizens. Colonel Clyman,
was Jibbenenosey to the indians in
the vicinity. Not one of them would
remain in the town if he caught sight
of the Colonel's face. The writer of
the I" Pioneer History" of thu city re-
lates that he once witnessed the effect
of Clyman's presence upon q lot of
Indians. They were lounging about a
store when the Colonel entered. In
stantly, they started for the door,
glancing behind. af if fearing an attack.
In moment the store was empty and
the Indians out of sight.
ClSmsn's bitterness towards the saw
ages arose from the fact that he had
been nearly killed by them. He and q
companion, named Barnett, etarted for
Rock River, in search of land. Pur-
chasing canoe from q squaw, they
descended the river and put up at a
deserted cabin.
The squaw's husband and sou, com
ing home and learning what had be-
come Of the canoe, started to kill the
two white men. They wished to recov-
er the canoe and to aveDge the death OF
the squaw's brother. who had been
killed by q white soldier.
The Indians entered the cabin, where
Burnett was making q fire. The
sQuaw's son shot him. The report oi
the gun and screech of agony startled
Clyman. who was gathering wood in
the forest. Looking up, he saw the
old Indian standing in the doorway
making signs for him to come up, az
Burnett had shot himself.
Clymap, suspecting no treachery.
had nearly reached the cabin. when the
Indian raised his gun to shoot him
The Colonel's eyes were opened. He
ran, jumping from side to side. to dis
turb the Indians aim. who fred, break.
ing Clyman's left arm. The son also
fred, shooting the Colonels gun
loaded with buckshot. The distance
was already so far that the only effect
of the shot was to slightly pepper Oily
mans back.
The Indians ran in pursuit. The
Colonel hid under fallen tree. So close
was the search that the two Indians
stood on the very tree and Olyman
heard them talking. When they aban-
doned the chase, Clyman bound up his
broken arm, and started through the
wilderness for Milwaukee, fifty miles
away.
Holding his broken left arm in his
right hand. he travelled all that night
amid pouring rain. Without morsel
to eat, he went on through the next
day and night, and reached Milwaukee
in the forenoon of the second day,
where his wounds we're dressed.
The Indians were arrested, tried and
sentenced to be hung, bat the Governor
of the Territory pardoned them. The
assassination, his own narrow escape,
and the Governors olemency made
Clyman bitter foe to the Indians,
who feared him more than they did q
regiment of soldiers. He was their
"Jibbenenossy."