The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1884-11-30
THE RED MAN.
A Dream.

For the HERALD.
The post known as Fort Douglas oc
cupies a most conspicuous and com
manding position on the high table
land at the foot of the Wasatch Range
1t is ten company post, or, in army
parlance, regiment is there. The boy:
are brave and true to their espouse6
cause, and are always ready at any
moment to answer the assembly" cal
with belts well filed with ball cartridges
to repel any foe, and above all, obes
orders.
Some of them have seen service. a
few were in the Sitting Bull campaign
and were spoken of in the most com
plImentary terms by their commanders
for the dash and bravery IN pursuit OF
the willy Sioux chieftain who eluded
capture for SO long. A few were in New
Mexico when that redoubtable Apache
Nara, with his devoted band, was raw
aging and laying waste the country
around about the Black Range of the
Sierra Madres. Others in the com
mand wear war stripes, and speak in
glowing terms of the many fields OF
carnage they had fought over.
But to the point. Now, do not con-
friend, Col. Joseph Mulhattan, the ex-
candidate for the President on the
Drummers' ticket and the founder of a
new line of fiction, whose title is B. l..
(Big Liar), and who is proud of it. No,
don't confound US, for we speak of ac-
tual occurrences, and to this tale will be
attached a moral. On Wednesday, the
26th inst, delegation of Utes paid a
visit to Camp Douglas. Among the
many wearers of the blue was one OF
foreign birth, whose optics had never
! before rested upon genuine American,
or, as we say, Indian.
This genus homo followed the red men
in their walks about camp. He inter
viewed one of them and felt highly
elated at being permitted to exchange
words with full-bloOd Indian. He had
read romances of the far west; had
spent hours scanning history's pa G
concerning the red man; had eagerly
grasped every opportunity to post him
self regarding Indian warfare-all he
had read now flashed across his mind
| he thought of battle, he concocted plans
ana lQWdrOly desired q CO0UlcL. BlOOQ-
blood he wanted and blood he must have
| All persons of an extremely nervous
temperament and possessed of good
appetites, should beware of filling their
minds with such ideas, for nightmare
is sure to follow. The last call was
sounded, lights extinghished, and al
was quiet, save the sounding footsteps
of the alert sentry as he passed his post.
Our hero dreamed he heard the call
the bugleS were loudly sounding the
assembly, the commanding officer was
in the saddle, and orderlies were being
hastily dispatched to the different com
pany commanders with orders for i'm
mediate attack.
The skirmish line was hastily formed
and commenced deploying. The moon
shone brightly AS far as the eye could
reach were seen the crouching thousands
of the WHY red men-our hero trembled /;
he was on the extreme left of the de-
ploying line, they were crowding him /;
loudly he cried to his comrades on the
right and left to aid him: Save me,
save me-" he cried, but no one res
ponded. He was captured, and, utter
ing piercing shrek fell back as If dead.
AT this juncture. his comrades awoke,
the wild and wierd sounds so dis
turbed them that a self appointed com
mittee investigated and found all was n
dream, superinduced by seeing the red
warriors the day previous.