Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1883-08-17
WILD WESTERN SCENES.
Dr.. Carver and Buffalo Bill on Coney
Island. Biilss Duel with Yellow
Hand. A Graphic Description from

Island. BilI.s Duel with Yellow.
Hand. A Graphic Description from
an Eyewitness.
DIR. Carver and Buffalo Bill are
fencing IN thirty acres of land near
the Hotel Brighton on Coney Island,
to be used In their exhibition of wild
western scenes. The field lies along
the road to West Brighton. On
Thursday next the scouts will turn
their butfalos, elk black-tailed deer.
bronchos' kyuses, prairie dogs, and
Sioux Indians into the enclosure, and
lassoing, corralling, scaIping, stage
robbing, and other wonderful feats
will be the order of the day. Rufus
Hatch's English noblemen and promi-
nent men from Wall street are expect
ed to grace the entertainment by their
presence. Charles E. Leland, Warren
Leland, Jacob Hess, Senator Koch,
Bryan McSwyne, and other distingu-
ished citizens have been invited to
essay the role of Lord Vaudeville and
party at Newport.
The encampment of the scouts at
Gravesend was enlivened yesterday
by the efforts of the Indians to ride
the elks. The great elk was lassoed
about shutdown, and will be- held in
reserve for the exhibition this after
noon. There are about fifty Sioux,
Arapahoes, Cheyennes, and Ciowas in
camp. Two of their number returned
to the west yesterday. They visited
each tepee and shook hands with their
comrades as solemnly as though they
were going to meet death. As they
left camp they threw their blankets
over their heads and chanted an In
dian refrain. Dr. Carver and Buffalo
Bill loaded them with presents before
starting.
The scalp torn from the head of the
great chief Yellow Hand by Buffalo
Bill was shown to party of visitors
from Hartford. The hair is long and
soft, and was braided like the queue
of a Chinaman. One of Bills com
rades told the story of the scalping.
| 1t was just after the massacre of Gus
ter" he said bill was with Gen.
Miles at the head of the scouts. They
were trying to cut off Yellow Hand
from Sitting Bull. Early in the morn
ing Yellow Hand rode up at the head
of war party and challenged Bill to
an open combat. Gen. Miles and
others tried to dissuade Bill from ac-
cepting the challenge. He replied
that refusal to accept it would ruin
his prestige among the savages, and
that was something he could not af
ford to lose He told Yellow Hand
that he would fight him. The two
armies were ranged less than a mile
apart. Six mounted scouts accom-
panied Bill and six mounted Brule
Sioux rode forward with Yellow
Hand. They were to open the fight
on horseback with rifles. Their escorts
drew reins, and the combatants
dashed forward. Yellow Hand be-
gan to spin around Bill III a circle,
and Bill began to circulate on circle
himself. Around and around they
went like swallows in the air. Both
white men and savages We're eager
spectators Each combatant had his
leg over his horses fore shoulder, and
each was swinging head downward,
awaiting an opportunity for fatal
shot. They fired so close together that
it sounded like the crack of one rifle
In twinkling both horses We're biting
the dust. Bill was as spry as a cat.
He was Oh his feet before his horse
struck the ground Yellow Hand was
partly pinned to the earth by the
weight of his pony. The two men
fore the chief could eXtricate himself
Bill had shot him through the body.
1t was, however, flesh wound. Vel
low Hand gained his feet, drew his
scalping knife, and went for Bill like a
demon. The Indians We're yelling like
hyenas, and Miles troopers were rend-
ing the air with their shouts. Yellow
Hands knife went through Bills hunt
ing shirt, barely scraping the hide.
There was a quick struggle, some
labored breathing and gritting of
teeth, and Bills knife slid between
the chiefs ribs, and pierced his
heart He fell lifeless on the plain.
In a second Bill encircled his topknot,
and yanked the scalp from his head.
With fiendish screams the Indians
poured down on him. But old Miles
troopers were on time, and there was
seen in the Big Horn country. Yellow
Hand lost his scalp as well as his life,
and his soul never reached the happy
hunting ground.
In the afternoon Dr. Carver and the
Hon. William F. Cody occupied easy
chairs on the Hotel Brighton. Their
long hair streamed over their Shout
ders from beneath formidable sombro-
ros. Carver wore boots with tops as
long as his legs and spurs as large
star fishes Gifts of jewels from the
crowned heads of Europe glittered on
his raiment The lower half of
Buffalo Bill appeared in civilized
garb, but the upper half, with its
wealth of watch chain, resplendent
scarf pin, and broad brimed hat
savored of the frontier. At stated in
tervals the scouts heaved their trail
ing locks over their ears and swept
the open ocean with their eyes. Little
children stared at them in wonderment.
The admiration of the ladies however,
was distracted by the presence of
Charles E. Leland and Senator Koch,
who sat side by SIDE enjoying the music
of the finest band ON the island, the fresh
sea breeze, and the compliments of
the fair sex.