Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-03-23
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STANDING Rock AGENCY, DAK.,
March 22.-One OF the most famous Indian
warriors of the DEVILS Lake Agency is
known as No Water. He was a powerful
fellow, with flashing eyes and long hair,
which he used to braid with cigar RIB ons
and let hang down his cheeks. Two years
ago he became enamored OF squaw Of the
name Of Julia, who was the daughter Of
Irish Mike, halfbreed.
No Water was already married, according
to the Sioux custom, and his lodge was
blessed with several children, but when the
daughter of the halfbreed met him at the
last full-moon dance she fell desperately in
love with the buck and the next day she
consented to marry him. The newly
welded couple, accompanied by the war
rior's first wife and children, started for
their home on last Wednesday night. They
crossed the river Just above the agency for
the purpose OF getting an early start from
Winona the following morning.
ANOTHER DUsKY LOVER.
They were followed by shiftless Indian
from the agency, known as Horn Cloud,
who tried to persuade Julia to return to the
refused to leave her lover. Horn Cloud,
who is young buck and one Of the most
skillful shots with the Winchester at the
agency, pretended to start for home, and as
he parted with Julia he said: "Well, shake
hands before we part for good"
He seized her hand, kissed it and as she
turned to go in the tepee, where No Water
was smoking his pipe, he fred at her with q
rifle which he had skilfully concealed in the
sage grass The bullet struck Julia in the
back and she fell upon the ground corpse.
As she toppled in front of the tepee the
enraged lover fired again. This time the
bullet pierced the squaw's arm and shat
tered the bones. Horn Cloud was now a
demon. With Sioux yell he turned his
rifle upon his pony, which he killed with q
single shot.
KILLED HIS RIVAL, TOO.
No Water, knowing the desperation of his
rival, took to the woods, but before he could
get to cover, bullet from Horn Clouds
rifle pierced him in the back and he fell
over dead. Sweet Grass. a sub-ehief at the
agency, tried to knock the rifle from
Horn Clouds hands, and was himself
wounded in the leg. The chief fell upon
the ground and lay there while the crazy
murderer dashed through the sage brush
Water had fallen. Then he fired another
bullet into the PROSTATE warrior, who was
already stone dead.
Satisfied that he had slain his sweetheart
and her husband. the Sioux, stripping him
self of his buckskin shirt and head dress,
rushed into the lodge of Iron Frog and
turned his rifle upon himself He fred
three times at his breast. The first bullet
struck his collar bone and glanced of, pass
ing through the tent. The second bullet
pierced his chin, shattering the lower jaw
and knocking out several teeth. The third
bali entered the warriors breast and he fell
into the supper fire which was burning in
the tepee.
CREATED A PANIC.
The shooting created panic in the agency
and before anybody dared venture into Iron
Frogs tent the murderer and suicide had
been burned from his shoulders to his breast.
Bucks from Two Bears camp bore the
bodies to the agency house, where they now
lie. Last night the Sioux held death
dance about the bodies. Fires were kindled
outside the tepee and all through the night
the Sioux, led by Yellow Hawk Big Eagle,
Crow Dog and Iron Frog, shouted and
danced in the most weird fashion.
During the orgie Yellow Feather,
Sioux, was stabbed in the throat by buck
whose name is unknown. This murder is
supposed to be the outgrowth of some petty
jealousy which has been existing in the
agency for some time The relatives of No
Water threaten to go on the warpath against
the family of Horn Cloud, and Irish Mike,
who was absent at the time of the tragedy,
will doubtless seek revenge. Julia No
Water and Horn Cloud were buried to-day.
All the Indians at the agency were present,
and tonight the redskins are turbulent and
threatening to attack the whites, who were in
no way responsible for the tragedy Of
Wednesday.