Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1892-04-04

found it, and there were evidences
that the Indians had not been gone
more than an hour.
OF the two who stampeded and got
clear, one went to the northeast and
the other to the northwest. Robin
son had held due north and thus
reached our camp, although he was
not aware of it's location. We took
up the trail of the one going to the
northeast, believing that he was IN
the greatest danger. He went at a
wild pace for at least ten miles, never
seeming to have looked back and
discovered that pursuit had been
abandoned, or to have turned to the
right or the left, to throw the red
skins of his route after darkness
came. It took us three hours to cover
the distance he rode in one, as we eN-
pected to see Indians at any moment.
About twelve miles from the spot
where we found McHenry's horse we
came upon that of Jackson, whom we
were following to the northeast The
wild ride had exhausted the animal,
and as he fell down, Jackson had
abandoned him and pushed along on
foot. The animal was on his feet and
grazing as we found him, but so lame
that he could scarcely move. we re-
moved the saddle and blankets, and
found Jackson's revolvers in the
holsters.
From this point we had no trail to
guide us, and the ground was badly
cut up with ridges and washouts. We
rode forward during the rest of the
day, hoping to overtake the man, ana
neglecting no precaution to insure
our own safety. Just at shutdown we
followed dry gully up long ridge
and debauched from it, seeing sight
which for the moment appeared to be
an optical delusion. There were In
dams on our right, on our left, in
front, and [ turned in my saddle to
see other Indians closing in behind US.
AS we halted and looked around us
many of the redskins expressed their
humor by grunts. They had probably
been riding to the right and left of us
for hours, and had finally formed this
cuJ de sac for us to ride into. 1t was,
taking great deal of pains for moth
ING. but the Indian sometimes eXhib-
it's queer vein Of humor. They were
not disappointed in thinking we would
be surprised.
1t was fully two minutes before
chief rode forward and said Chow
how,u and extended his hand to me,
and as he did so the whole body clos
ed in. I am so unfortunate as to be
marked on the left temple with that
birth mark known as wine stain,
the spot being as large as silver dol
lar My hat was well up and my hair
back as the chief rode up, and the in
slant he noticed the mark he let go
my hand and said something to those
crowding up. Pretty soon he pushed
in and touched my face, perhaps
thinking the mark to be a wound or
sore. Others did the same, and when
they found that it was part of the
skin they expressed much wonder
and reverence.
When I had served as a scout only
a few months, knew considerable of
Indian character, and was not long in
realizing that l had made hit. While
no violence was offered us, we were
disarmed and our horses were led be-
hind the ponies of the Indians, as We
moved off to the east. We travelled
until about midnight before hating,
and then reached an Indian village on
Soldier Greek. AS we descended from
our horses, Robinson was led off by
two warriors, while I was conducted
to the wigwam of Red Trail, a sub
chief in command during Pawnee
Killers absence | had been busy
planning during the ride, and had
made my my mind to pretend to be
without the power of speech. found
opportunity to whisper to Robinson
to pursue the same policy, but I'M
fortunately he had not the nerve to
carry out the idea. The fact of his
being captured Ibroke him all up.
The recollection of what McHenry
must have suffered unstrung his
nerves, and I heard him begging and
entreating as he was carried away.
Red Trail closely examined the
mark on my face, and was as much
mystified as the others. I still had
power in reserve. Having served
through the war in the navy, it was
but natural that I should carry sail
or's passport. On my left arm was a
tattoo representing an anchor This
was seen as two warriors stripped my
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