St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-12-17
OFFICIALLY DEAD.
The Demise of Sitting Bull Con-
firmed at Pine Ridge.

PINE RIDGE AGENCY, S. D., Dec. 16.
The official report of Sitting Bulls
death was received here to-day. The
cavalry at this point had received or
ders to start at o'clock this morning,
but Gen. Miles wired orders to wait
and see the effect of Sitting
Bulls death on the Indians here. No
one knows just when the troops will
move, but they are kept in constant
readiness to start. A lively time is
looked for when the Indians hear of the
fate of their great leader. Gen. Brooke,
however, scouts the idea that there is
the slightest danger OF local outbreak
at the agency.
Simultaneous with the general STEP
ping aboard the train at the big railway
depot i'll Chicago. the expedition which
had with equal quietude been un-
der preparation at Fort Yates,
which forms part OF the agency,
was also ready to move. Al
most at the same moment that
Gen. Miles car glided out for the
Northwest, the members of his little
command here. like SO many autOma-
tons, guided by his will. silently took
their departure and were quickly lost IN
the lnky darkness that enveloped the
Sitting Bull on the banks of the Grand
river.
The van was led by men of Sitting
Bulbs own blood, superbly mounted
and accOutred, and every one wearing
the bright buttons and snowy blue cloth
uniforms of Uncle Sans service. This
was no mere coincidence. 1t was
to be part of the great object lesson to
the ghost dancers, and demonstration
of the value of Gen. Miles new
method OF solving the Indian problem
by turning the Indians by wholesale
into soldiers. One thing is certain
the band of well-fed, warmly-clad, cop
per-faced athletes that led the way for
the white soldiery, bent on mission of
utility, were a striking contrast TO the
starving, ragged, crazy wretches that,
with such cunning leader as Sitting
Bull formed such menace in the
Grand river camp.
Close behind the blue-coated Indian
horsemen's hardy ponies. but taking a
| slower pace on the frozen trail, came
Capt. Fechet's cavalry com mand. The
| cavalry were encumbered with two
pieces of modern light artillery,
| machine guns similar to those which SO
| speedily settled the fate of Louis RiefS
| half-breed followers when his noted
! lieutenant, Gabriel Dumont, made a
| stand against Gen. Middleton in the
| British Northwest outbreak.
To the rear of Fechet's cavalry and at
| times taking a double quick to keen
warm, for the night was bitterly cold,
| the infantry command of Col. Drum
swung along in the darkness. A
weary, difficult march it was, too. the
| depressing monotony broken only at i'll
| tervals by an infantry mans curse as
| he stumbled over a stump in the road OF
| awkwardly tripped against nearly be-
numbed comrade.
The distance and the capabilities OF
| the troops to withstand the fatigueS OF
such journey had been figured out
to- nicely, and when the first
| faint light of dawn appeared, the
expedition was within easy distance OF
its destination. The broken order of a
triple separation of forces had been
carefully preserved, and the Indian
police were the first to sight the hud-
| died cluster of ugly looking tepees on
the river bank.
cDespite the early hour, all were
asleep in the village, where on every
hand was evidence that hurried exc.
duS was contemplated. The ponies OF
the police were pushed now for all they
were worth, and before Sitting Bulls
daZed adherents had half chance tC
realize the situation, dozen OF the
police had pulled their painting animals
up short on all sides of the chiefs
abode. No time was wasted in Ger
emcny. The prond old medicine mar
was hustled out, hoisted on a waiting
pony and in trice faced toward civil
ization. He ragged and sputtered in a
fury of rage for a moment, thei
Strengthening up, shouted hoarSely, no
for help, but a command to his followers
Despite the threatening the police Win
cheSters alternately directed at his heat
and those of his kinsmen, the old medi
cine man retained his presence of mind
and, with powerful voice. continued t
direct his own rescue.
| Suddenly there was puff of smoke
beside tepee and the sharp crack of
Winchester. The policeman at Sittin.
Bulls right. grasping the chief.
bride, reeled in the saddle, anC
topping over, was trampled unde
the hoofS of the ponies, now all in th
mad heller skelter of retreat from tn
village. The shot was instantly an
swered by a volley from the police a
their blanketed trlbesmen, many O
whom were already mounted and in fren
zled pursuit. The police volley toll
with deadly effect, and the firing in
moment was general on both sides
Sitting Bull could be heard il
the confusion, still attempting, thoug
captive, to direct the fight Raisln
his gaunt form he was beckoning hi
sons and warriors on when. Withou
warning, his body Strengthened rlgidly
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