Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, D.T. [N.D.]) 1878-1884, 1884-02-08
SITTING BULLS EULOGY.
On the Death Of Bow-Lexxed Beave

ON Cn0 DO0Cn V1 0V AA~Se~~ A>Ooo' -
chiefs and Warriors Of the Great Sioslz Na-
tion: We have assembled beneath the sacred roof
of the council house to pay last tribute to the
memory of Hon. Bowlegged Beaver, congress
man at large from Soldier Greek. We have
donned our Sunday b,eech cloths aud gathered
here in solemn conclave to rehearse the virtues
of one who but two moons since was walking
among us, . perfect picture of life. health and
commendable cussedness. A. mania for abduot-
ING cattle on the hoof led him into the ranges OF
the Cannon Ball river, and when he returned
not at the dawn, we looked sad and wondered at
his absence. The cleaning came, but Beaver
came not with it, and when we sought him out
we found the chilling blasts of winter dallylng
with his frigid remains as they hung in unoht1u-
sive grace and picturesque quietude from the
limb of tree. We found him swaying gently
to and fro in the froet bejeweled air, surrounded
only by the white robes Of winter and creden-
tialed delegation of buzzards waiting with eager
longing for the spring thsw.
We dropped silent tear and left him there.
We paused on the summit of the bluff which
would soon hide him from our sight forever, and
as our breech cloths tapped mournfully in the
biting breeze we waved him silent adleu and
lit out for the reservation. The accursed pale
faces may hang our ilustrious co-patriots if they
will, but they can't saddle the funeral expenses
onto US.
Beaver was man of shining virtues and Of great
strength. You may have noticed this yourselves
$o 1o1r in the
glad solstice of summer. You may have each
of YOU verified this fact when you sat to the
windward of him in the great councils OF the ma
t;on. He was one of the most scentsitive patriots
I ever knew.
Beaver may not have loved the palefaces to
anv marked degree, but his blind affection for
their stock excited the wonder aud admiration
of all who knew him. As a successful and per-
sistent embezzler of horses he had no peer. AS
an expert kidnapper of the lowing kline h's
equal was never known. In his visits to the
henroosts of the pale-skinned invaders OF our
land his persistency was equalled only by his
indomitable cheek and supreme gall We all
poesess these shining virtues to considerable
extent. but the prize cake ever reposed IN the
lodge of Bowlegged Beaver. (Applause')
I have known Beaver foSs many, years. and to
know him was to love him. Together we have
sat at the festal board and exercised our jaws
over the choicest cuts of the sucoulent dog. To-
gether we have trod the warpath' and scattered
an epidemio of badness Throughout the ranks
of our enemies. Our love for the hair of others
surpassed even that of the paleface maiden OF
the cultured east.
But now he has gone. His wild spirit has been
freed from it's galvanized prison, and has gone
to that burn from which no adept at petty lal
cenv has ever returned and made an "tticial re-
mort on the country. The patter of bis cross
eyed feet will never again be heard upon the
cattle ranges of tho uncouth west, and the
ranchmen can once more turn their attention
to raising calves with more signal success line
palefaces have schemed for years to cure him OF
h,s love for the beasts of the range, and they
have roped him in at last. (Tears) Even IN
death he appeared before our eyes stretched
nroudly to his full length as if defyng his foes,
| but he died poor man. We left him IN very
Strengthened circumstances. (Sobs.)
Warriors, this should teach US the uncertainty
of life. The Indian man that is born OF woman
is of but few days and is full OF cussedness'
He cometh up az a flower and is cut down az
are the accounts presented to the city council
We call him and the echoes of our call come
back to us in laughing mockery; we scan the
horizon for his coming but he looms not In
s;oht: We snuff the air for clew to his where
abouts, and our sad and despondent noses en-
gulf naught but the aroma from the boiled cao-
bsee of the palefaces; we weep for him but
aoon awaken to the fact that we have wope in
| vain! More vain weep.)
The missionaries teach US that there is lard
| bevond the grave where the chilling frosts OF
v;nter can never enter. and where the hremen
are noted for their strict attention to business
I. is land of perpetual summer made douoiS
40 bv the exertions of the officers In charge
Royvleoped Beaver. .is there now hopping from
one foot to the other and frequently suggesting
to the ianitor the propriety of shutting OF the
draft and opening the ventilators for fe"
brief moments. He is praoticing the intricate
steps of new war dance, and wondering "hetn-
er they propose to serve him up rare or well
done.
Warriors. let us revere his memory. Let ua
hold the lesson of his life ever before us, ano
emulate his noble deeds. As mark OF respect
to his memory it is hereby ordered that every
| member of the tribe abstain from taking tt ell
usual annual bath in August next, and that they
wear the usual badge of mourning for two
moons. Let us honor the dead that we may be
likewise honored when we lay down the burden
| of life and go to our eternal roast beyond the
grave. I have spoken my speak.
THE Minneapolis Tribune publishes many
really excellent things. 1t has one man on Its
staff who il bound to keep up the reputation OF
the paper and keep it filled with excellent things
if he wears his fingers to the bone in manipu-
lating the hungry shears. He is, perhaps the
most expert and malicious scissors fend in the
land, and hewears conscience which the barbed
dsrts of the immortal Jove cannot pierce. An
article in that paper credited to the journal
from whose bosom it was clipped would feel a.
| lonesome as Sioux buck would feel in the
promised land. We are led to these remarks by
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