Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-10-25

and pulled down the altars after it. But the
broken walls have even to-day an old,
pathetic, tragic story to tell, as interesting
as any romance Of the days Of chivalry.
After we get the fierce Apaches tanned, some
body may read the story from the begin.
ming. This is the land which is described
in THE Marvellous Country" and de-
scribed most graphically. The book is
heavy in the hand and not easy to hold, and
the illustrations are not particularly good.
The title page is about hundred years out
OF fashion, and the table of contents does not
offer an attractive bill of fare. But the
book itself is both interesting and valuable.
The soldiers who fought the Apaches Of
Arizona twenty or thirty years ago were led
BY the brave General Crook. And his
campaign against the Sioux is told
by Captain King, who fought with
him, in q narratives good while
ago privately printed, and now put within
reach OF everybody's reading and reinforced
with several tales of army life-called
campaigning with Crook" We hardly
appreciate at this distance the work for civ
ilization which has been done and is still
being done, by the Indian fighter on the
great plains and along the wild valleys of
the West. General Crook and General
Custer and men like them have made way
for the settler. They have set the arts OF
peace in lands which were governed by the
axes and arrows of savage people. Sitting
Bull" and "Crazy Horse" and "Spotted
Eagle" are the leaders OF the enemy in this
story of war, and the ranges OF the Black
Hills and Big Horn, and the prairies of
Nebraska and Wyoming, are the scenes of
battle. Captain King has no love for In
dians. He comments after this fashion upon
the Indian protectionists: at is in New
England, the land of the Pequots and the
Iroquois, that the most violent partisans of
the peace policy are to be found to-day.
There is method in their cultured mania,
for the farther removed the citizen finds
himself from the Irdian the better he likes
him. Year after year, with the westward
march of civilization, the Indian has found
himself, in the poetical and allegorical
language ascribed to him by Cooper and
others, who never heard him use it, Thrust
farther toward the fiery bosom OF the setting
sum- Each State in turn has elbowed him
toward the Mississippi, and by the time the
struggling aborigine was at the safe distance
of two or three States away, was virtually
ready to preach fierce denunciation of the
people who simply did as it had done. 1t is
comical to-day to hear Mr., Congor, of
Michigan, assailing Mr.. Bedford, of
Colorado, because the latter considers it
time for the Utes to move on or become
amenable to the laws of the land, and when
we look back and remember how the whole
movement was inaugurated by the Pilgrim
Fathers, is it not edifying to read the
Bostonian TRADES against the settlers-the
pilgrims and pioneers of the far West?'
There is good deal about Indians and
not much about fighting, and most of all
about camp Lille in the Indian frontier, in
Mr.. Custer 'sit Following the Guidon."
Anybody who wants to know how our
soldiers live in that Wild country, and how
the camp looks, and what the
men do, will find out in
these entertaining pages. There is
only one important fight narrated, and that
is the Battle of the Wachita, told largely in
General Clusters own words in his letters.
But the flag which is kept in sight is not the
battle flag but the "guidon," the flag which
fixes the stations of the camp. The chapters
are headed with the music of the bugle calls.
The incidents of the book are hunting buff
faloes, and army housekeeping, and pets of
of the camp, and Indian trails and prison
ers. There are floods and rattlesnake and
vinegar pies and mule races and Indian
babies. You are taken Into camp, and made
at home there, amidst all the
interesting hardships and invigorating dan
gers and the cheerful companionships OF the
place. A bright, graphic, interesting book,
worth reading from cover to cover.