The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-01-24
PAT HENNEssv's LAST FsoHr.


1850
Sc was = Regular Gatsissg Gas IN mia
battle With 3OO ladtsns.
Quite direct rims the old trail southwark
from Arkansa City, KAN, tn
City, says n writer i'm the 81. Louis kepub-
Tic. Along this trail the travellers eager
native stone, Here lies the body of hrave
Pat Hennessy, who was murdered by the
Cheyenne Indians i'm 1876. Many are the
tales told of Pat and his many narrow
escapes from One red devils OF the plains.
OF these il is not the purpose tn
speak at present, hut tn record
his last great light, where Pat proved
himself n very Calling gun of death to his
iu~nplacable foes. Pat is well remembered
as am old-time Fort Sill ~frcighter. and at
the time of his tragical death was ON his
way from Caldwell, kans., tn the fort with
six wagon and three trail-waRons. With
him were three men. One of these, n
sire to kill an Indian. doh Korison was
his name. He little knew how soon
he he w%1 ;.% and sS' un. G g an Is eascr; ssa@
seldom equaled in border tragedies.
One afternoon. shortly after they had
band of 40 or 900 Cheyenne brave. with
all the ~uddenness and terrible fcrocity
peculiar to Indian warfare. Hennessy
the men tn run for N canyon just west of
thet trail. They misunderstood the direc-
With wild yeiis OF savage delight the In
dian" sirslsd around the three
race. He saw Indians on every side.
No chance Of escape, death certain. His
man. With a rapidity that Indicated
previous training he raised his winches-
ter and fired into the Indians with shots
~ shooting, too, for five painted warriors
had gone down, their death cry ringing
q" OF. .s sma n, mi,a w. w.' Ms sns aef-l'f Ths sn faG;.
ans returned the fire and the three white
men fell.
Old Pat Saw the fight from his retreat in
great change i'm regard to the man from
Boston, and as the savagcs rushed in to-
scalp the three fallen men his own deadly
sights caught the dusky form OF q big In
dian just in the act of scalping Korison.
death. and n red fiend spranG high into
the air, then sank down. still and dead.
IL was not that IL nd of the plains Black
Star, but another retlskin, who, rushing
Onward to try for the scalp at Korison,
met his own well-deservcd fate from the
sure aim Of Pat. With yelis of fury the
Indians left the three PROSTATE forms to
attack their more formidable enemy, and
from the belts of three bucks there dam
gled the scalps OF three whites.
Henncssy was we'll prepared for defense
an immense rock behind, rocks at the
side and in front also, which was the only
point at which an attack could he made.
and there over the rock CLEANED with
deadly menace his sixteen-shot Winches-
ter. Swift now and hot the fight. Over
40 against one. but tina one cool, deter
mined and de~sperate-a host i'm himself.
Into the advancing horde go rifle balls on
rrands of death, killing and woundin0 as
they tear through the red ranks. With i'm
sane courage the savages rush up within
sights his gun he rests it on a rock, cocks
il with one hand, and pulls the lever and
trigger with the other. and point blank
c%anti'.aous stream OF lead balls. They
WAIVER. break, retreat, hut only for a
The chief has been killed but Black
Scar takes command. waves alOft the
scalp of Morrison, points to the dead
the a sh Sn To- be reaewed. This time she
attack is made in front and at both sides
II they can scale the rocks at the sides
Pat will he mt their mercy. From the
death-dealing point i'm front the good old
Winchester again pours forth its terrible
destruction. and at the loud of
face to face with their desperate foe.
Pats revolver. ~ self-cocker. does deadly
away. the last load gone. and again the
winchester. at close range, covers the
monsters are forced hack from thai
dcath-vornitinR rock. back from n single
gun, hack from one man, back from
In n few moments the whole band
would have fled, when suddenly the firing
ceased. Pats gun had become SO dirty
\ a1shht hbpt ~ ~ %
rible to relate. while attempting tn PUT i'm
a cartridge IL stuck fast and could not he
forced either i'm or out. Thu Indians sup
posed he was ont of ammunition. and
with savage yells rushed in to secure theiI
prize. Pat met them with clubbed gun,
and broken heads and bones were plenty
as they came within sweep of his strong
arms in the death struggle; but those he
hind still pressed ON, and he was soor
o~vcrpowercd and secured. Infuriated
ut the loss of so many of their number
they took poor Pat, tore his scalp from
his head. bound him to one of his owl
wagon wheels. enpticd sacks OF oats
around him and set them on fire. just a,
they commenced their devclish ,torturs
and dance around their victim they hears
a shot echo i'm the distance. The alarm
was raised that the soldiers were coming
and the stampede at once began. Pick
ing an the wounded and some of the dead
the Indians mounted their horses ant
campered of.
There he was buried the next day b.
some ct her. freighters. The bodies q
thirty dead Indians were also found.
;. Htavages at the Scourge.
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