The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1883-08-23
WIPED OUT" AT LAST.
STORY OF a FAMOUS SCOTT OF
CUSTEt'S COMltAND.
Kcturns TO Civilization. but Longs for Ills
Old Exciting Life, Hsts mn Appofnt-
mcnt md Goes to Ills Dcnlit,
From the Detroit FREQ Pre.sl

tFrom the Detroit FREQ Prcss.1
Readers of the Free Press will re-
member n series of articles that appeared
IN these columns upward of q year ago.
beng the adventures of n guide and
scout upon the plains. The hero of them
was George SINCE, n native of Lynn.
Mass. AT an early age he was placed Mt
work in one OF tho shoe manufacturing
establishments in this city, but when 10
years OF age, became infatuated by tales
or border life, and started for the far
west III 1886. He soon attached him.
sell 70 Phil Kearncys command, in the
caPncity OF hunter, and went with him
TO the scene of the Mountain Meadow
massacre. The celebrated Brady. tho
scout, was with the same command. and
strong attachment sprang up between
the two.
a great many wagon trains of emi-
grants were crossing the plains in those
days and one of the chief duties of Uncle
SANS soldiers was to protect them from
Indians, or "ingjins," rs Singer called
! them. As guides and hunters for these
trnlns Brady and Singer were constantly
mployed for years, during which time,
he used to declare, he became familiar
with every trail, water course and range
from IrXas to Oregon. He had picked
up smattcring of nearly every Indian
tongue, and spoke Spanish huently. He
was hunting for Clusters command Mt
the time he was annihilnted, but he was
away on scout ut the time. Custor, he
| dcclarei. was afraid Of no man living,
! ana had supreme contempt for the In
dams. 81 never knew him" said he,
ITO hesitate nh instant when he came
upon band OF Indians he was pursuing.
iic would draw his sabre, jam his spurs
INTO his horses tanks and shout
! .Chnrgo! and away he would 90, rods
| III front of his men. He was always the
hrSt into fight, riding down the snvagcs,
Il demon.
or the cause of Singer coming to De-
trolt he was ever rcticcnt, or why he
should come here at all. He said that
The opening of an old wound rendered
hlm unfit for the life of scout, but to
John f.. Long he intimatcd that there
was another reason why he came, and
without admitting anything, conveyed
the impression that he desired to rcr.!ain
IN obscurity for time. Certain it is
That, when interviewed by the reporter,
he requested that his name be withheld
from publication, saying that he desired
no notoricty. He had little brick sho,
on the corner of John II. and Center
streets, and was very skillful in mak;ne
line shoes for wOmcn's wear. In fact
he very soon built up such custom
trade that he gave employment to q
| jCurncymnn.
One of the first acquaintances he made
III the cl!!y was John e. Long, the gun.
smith, who gave the reporter "pointcr. ,
Singer WAS n man of about medium
height, broad in the shoulders, deep il,
the chest, and his arms were sight to
behold. He had been twice n prisoner
to The Indians, and one day drew off his
blue woolcn shirt, barring body that
bore the marks of seven bullet wounds.
One Of these missiles had struck him in
the right breast and passed out some
distance below the right shoulder blade.
This wound had healed impcrfcctly, and
its opening was the cause he assigned
for returning to civilization.
lie Often expressed desire to return
to his old life, and one day in the sprin.
Of 1882, the reporter found him in Long
gun store purchasing repeating rifle
He stated that sometime previous he ha,
written to the War Department asking
IN appointment rs scout, and had jus
received orders to proceed to st. Louis
and report for duty as n guide for Gen
Crook command. He left Detroit tha
night, and promised II write to Mr.
Long and the reporter, but he failed tt
keep his word.
Recently the reporter rlet Mr.. Long
2nd inquired if he had heard from thei
old friend?
"No," replied Mr.. Long, "and I dc
not expect to. A short time sgo read
in connection with Crooks campaign
against the Indians, that the body Q
Singer, the scout, was found riddle,
with bullets"