The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-04-22

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1t was taking chance, but it was the
only thing left. 1 had reason to believe
that they would hold me prisoner for
q few days before disposing Of me, and
it was between suicide Or hoping for an
opportunity to escape.
The band came crowding up as l sur
rendered, and my first reception was
better than had hoped for. They did
not, as rule, feel as bitter against the
stage people and guards as they did
against the soldiers. handed out my
weapons, submitted to be bound without
a word, and was then mounted on a
pony and stationed in the center of the
band as it rode off to the northwest.
This was about two hours before SUM-
down. After riding for an hour, during
which several Indians questioned me in
regard to the soldiers, we united with
another band of eighteen, who were hid
den away in a dry run about three miles
off the stage route. We had scarcely
come up when 1 recognized in one of the
warriors the young buck whom had
cared for at the water hole the year
previous. He gave me sign of recog-
milton, and with it signal that we were
to be strangers. He was one of the first
to declare my identity as government
scout, and to argue that 1 ought to be
put to the torture at once.
Several other young men agreed with
him, but the older heads would not listen
to anything of the kind. was greatly
shocked to find that this second band
held as prisoners a white man named
Cooper and boy named Peters. They
had been captured together thirty miles
away while hunting for lost horse.
The man seemed dull witted, and did
not apparently realize what was in store
for him. The boy, on the contrary,
keenly appreciated his danger and was
all unnerved. He was only 16 years old,
pale and sickly, and when l saw him in.
tears 1 could not reproach him, although
l warned him that he would subject him
self to the contempt of the Indians and
provoke them to administer greater pun
ishment.
AT dusk we all got off together in a
northwesterly direction, and after riding
a distance OF eighteen or twenty miles
we reached an Indian camp on a creek
running into the Solomons river. This
creek is called "Wolf," "Bear," "Grow"
and several other names, but military
records speak Of it as Snake creek. 1t
was Black Eagles village, and numbered
about fifty lodges, but only the old men
and boys were home. All the warriors
were off on the warpath. About half a
dozen, two of whom were wounded,
came in, however, two hours after our
arrival, and next morning I saw one
band of fourteen come in from the east.
Each prisoner was placed in different
quarter Of the village. A family near
the center of the village vacated a ledge
for my benefit, and when left alone l
found myself so securely tied that could
neither move hand nor foot. A warrior
was placed on guard at the door, and
after an hour or two of rejoicing the vii
lage settled down to sleep. could take
no other position except to lie on my
right side, and the thongs panied me SO
that could not sleep. was facing the
door of the lodge, and it was within half
an hour of day break, when voice whis-
pered in my ear:
''Let my brother keep up stout hearth
/ will seek to release him when night
comes again"
1t was the voice of the warrior 1 had
succored many months ago, and he had
entered the lodge from the back side. l
had not detected the slightest sound, nor
in his withdrawing could follow him.
The guard at the door appeared to be
asleep, but if I had been able to work out
of my bonds l should not have made a
move toward escape.
Morning dawned soon after my visitor
left, and the whole village had eaten
breakfast before o'clock. About that
hour warrior came in, united me, gave
me big dish of soup and a large piece
of meat, and when l had finished the
meal my hands were tied behind my
back and Twas led out and tied to a stake
and made to witness the torture inflicted
on Cooper and the hoy. This began at 8
o'clock and lasted until noon. l was
satisfied from the first that they would
let the boy off lightly, as fear and anxiety
had wrecked his mind. Had he been
voluble and full of gestures, as insane
people usually are, think they would
have turned him loose. but unfortunately
he was as one stricken dumb. They got
no enjoyment out of his suferings, and
soon dispatched him.
Cooper was a strong, healthy man, and
he was under some sort of torture for
three hours before they finished him. l
was to be saved until the morrow, when
other warriors were expected in, and
the village was to be broken up. At
noon l was taken back to the tepee, tied
as before, and no one came near me IN
til shutdown. Then l was given the same
food as in the morning, guard placed
outside the door, and by 10 o'clock the vii
lage was asleep. 1t was an hour later, and
I was lying in the same position as the
night before, when knife carefully cut
the thongs. Then a hand chsfed my
wrists and ankles to restore the circula-
ton, and after six or seven minutes
voice whispered:
"My white brother must move as the
snakel Gomez
l crept after him on hands and knees.
He led the way right through the village,
clearing the path of everything that
might give the alarm, and we were well
out of it before we rose up. Then he
hurried me to a grove, where l found a
pony ready saddled, handed me lunch
con in bark basket and the revolver
lent him so long ago, and, as got my
seat in the saddle, he whispered: