The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-10-22
FAN INDIAN AMBUSH.
FRIGHTENED WILD ANIMALS PREVENT
A HORRIBLE MASSACRE.

ACampaigner Relates Thrilling Episode
of tho Struggles With Indians In tho
Northwest-Tho Shrcwd Disccrnment of
Half Breed Guide Saved 600 Livcs.
We were going down the peninsula
formed by the junction of the Yellow
stone and Little Missouri rivers, hoping
to intercept the Indians and turn them
back. It had been hard, swift march
O ride of over 400 niles-with no halt
above four hours, and at 10 O'clock in the
forenoon half the troops We're sleeping in
their saddles as their lean and lame
horses picked their way over tho rough
ground.
We had planned to reach the spot where
the fleeing Indians would cross the Lit
tie Missouri n day or two ahead Of them.
We believed we had accomplished it.
AT 10 o'clock we were within two miles
of the spot. Then the head of the col
umn halted for the men to close up. Our
line had strung out for mile or more
Between US and the crossing, as the halt
was made, nature had made highway.
1t was q grassy road about 90 feet wide,
twisting and turning like creek. Either
side was lined with dense thickets. Half
mile down the highway it was crossed
by Il creek with steep banks. Half
mile farther on was a second creek. 1t
was hardly more than a rivulet ut this
season, but the width from bank to bank
was 10 feet, and the banks We're 10 feet
high. Our guide had never passed over
the route
No man in the column of 200 men
knew what lay beyond the first turn.
The halt to close up was precautionary
measure, but no one dreamed of danger.
If the hostile Indians had not turned
back or changed their route, they should
be 10 or 90 miles to the south. The
stragglers had come up the sleepy troop
els had braced up under the eyes of their
officers, and the bugler was about to
sound the forward when the nalf breed
guide and scout held up his hand in
warning. I a deer came running up the
grassy lane at full speed and WAS within
two feet of the colonels horse when it
wheeled to the right and vanished into
the thicket. Next came fox, who ran
under the feet of dozen horses before
he found shelter. Then second deer,
then three or four rabbits.
''What is it?' asks the colonel of the
guide.
"Ambush!" was the reply.
"Where:"
The guide waved his hand to signify
that twas down the lane somewhere.
''How do you know
''See thatI"
A big gray wolf rounded the turn 100
feet away, coming ut full speed. The
hair on his back stood up, his tail almost
dragged, and it was easy to see that he
had been disturbed and was put out
about it.
"Injuns down there!" said the guide.
ave are too late! They have got here
first, and we are in ambush"
But what makes you think so2" per-
sisted the colonel, who was impatient to
go ahead and yet too prudent to need
lessly expose his command.
x-rabbit-wolfw replied the
guide. "All were frightened. All run
ming away from something. Injuns
down there waiting for us. We go some
other way"
We turned to the left and thanked the
position. We had made distance of
seven miles when Indians were seen, and
skirlnishing began, but they soon re-
treated southwark, and as we followed
them up they crossed the Little Missouri
1t was the band we had hoped to inter
cept, but why did they turn back with
out a fight? Everybody was asking the
question when few of us rode off to in
spect the ambush. The deathtrap had
been set for us between the creeks. The
lower end Of theavenue had been blocked
Ill A1 I. 4.
partly cut down would have blockaticd
the upper end DIS soon as the last horse
man had passed. The road here mar
rowed to Is feet. Wherever there was IN
opening in the bushes which lined the
sides it had been closed with thorns.
From sunrise that morning the Indians
had been waiting for us. Almost 200
warriors were in hiding behind the
bushes, ready to thrust out their rifles
and fire at the signal Perched in the
trees along the way were half hundred
boys armed with bows and arrows. Hid
den away under the banks of the creeks
were luG or more squaws armed with
hatchets, knives or clubs. 1t was not to
be battle, but Il massacre. No mercy
was to be shown--not Il prisoner taken
Scouts had observed our approach and
reported. When the head of our column
had fairly entered the lane, the eager
squaws and impulsive boys could hardly
be controlled.
In their moving about they frightened
the wild animals out of their retreats
and sent us the warning. They did
not know why we halted, hesitated and
then took another way For half an
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