Connecticut western news., 1885-04-29

tucked away on the lounge with instruc- tions not to move or whisper, for my husband treated these Indians with as much consideration as if they had been crowned heads. The Indians turned 8 surprised, rather scornful glance into the "ladies' gallery" for their women are always kept in the background. In re- turn for this we did not hesitate to criti- else their toilets. They were gorgeous in full dress. Iron Horse wore an elab- orateIy beaded and painted buckskin shirt, with masses of solid embroidery of porcupine quills. The sleeves and shoul- ders were ornamented with
 A FRINGE OF SCALP LOCKS.
 Some of the hair we saw with shud- der was light and wavy. I could not but picture the little head running over with curls" from which it had been taken, for all the Indian locks I have ever seen were straight and black.
 The chief wore on his shoulders sort of cape, trimmed with fringe of snowy ermine. His leggings were a mass of bead work. He wore cap of otter with out crown, though, for it is their cus- tom to leave the top of the head uncov- cred. Three eagle feathers, that denote the number of warriors killed, were so fastened in that they stood erect. There were several perforations in each ear from which depended bead earrings. He had armlets of furnished brass thrown around him was beaded blanket. The red clay pipe had the wooden stem inlaid with silver, and was embellished with the breast feathers of brilliantly plumaged birds. The tobacco bag, about two feet long, had not an inch that was not decorated. The costume was simply superb.
 Iron Horse began his speech in the usual high-pitched, unchangeable key. He thanked the General for the care of his brother, and the whole tenor of the rest was repeated petitions to ask the great father in Washington to spare his life. He then slowly took off his elabo- rate buckskin shirt and presented it to my husband. He ended by making 4 SINGULAR REQUEST,
 which was worthy of Damon and Pythias. Two sly young braves in the outer circle of the untitled, asked per- mission through their chief to share the captivity of Rain-in-the-Face. I could not help recalling what some one had told me in the East, that women some times go to the State Prison at Sing Sing and importune to be allowed to share the imprisonment of their husbands or brothers; but no instance is found in the history of that great institution where 8 man has asked to divide with friend or relative the sufferings of his sentence.
 After his two friends had left him, Rain-in-the-F Face occupied part of the guard house with citizen who had been caught stealing grain from the storehouse For several months they had been chained together and used to walk in front of the little prison for ex- ercise and air. The guard-house was a poorly-built, insecure wooden building. After time the sentinels became less vigilant, and the citizen, with help from his friends outside, who were working in the same way, cut hole in the wall at night and escaped.
 He broke the chain attaching him t the Indian, who was left free to follow We found afterward that Rain-in-the- Face did not dare to return to the reser- vation, but made his way to the hostile camp. In the spring of 1874 he sent word from there by an agency Indian that he had joined Sitting Bull, and was awaiting his revenge for his imprison- ment. -..
 The stained waters of the Little Big Horn, on June 25, 1876, told how deadly and fatal that was. The vengeance of that incarnate fend was concentrated on the man who had effected his cap- ture. It was found on the battlefield that he had cut out the brave heart of that gallant, loyal, and lovahle man, our brother Tom.