Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1893-03-29
Catching q Bad Iniun,

A Western e1chaug relates the I'D
venture of guide. trapper and scout
Beidler in catching a bad Indian.
Il went down into the Big Horn
country ten or q dozen years ago
looking for Crow Injun that had
killed a man. It was dead of winter
! With thres feet OF snow on the
ground. ..and thsre wasn't no railroad
in them days. Pears like a long
way to go for an Injun, but we bad
to do it. If We 10. up on 'em they
give us no end of trouble. There
was little bunch of caTalrymen 60
ing down the river at Fort Keogh,
and kept along with them till got
to the Big Horn, where 1 had to turn
off to the south. My trail, if could
have saw it, ran along tho bottom,
close to the Little Big Horn River.
l could see the river for it was flow
ing lively, and l had enough sense to
keep out of it. 1 had a parcel of
good dogs, plenty of crackers and
enough whisky to make out with,
and 30 l got along all right. Ny In
Jun was one OF Quick Snakes Band
and knowed pretty well where they
was campin.' He didn't make no
trouble. Fact is, L stopped all night
with him in his tepee, ard if it had
mt been for his old crook of squaw
L should have had a good nights
rest, but she looked at me twice in
way that made me think that it Was
good thing to keep awake, and 1
am glad now 1 done it, for long
about o'clock, 1 should reckon, /
heard somethin' a-movin', and con-
cluded to sorter wriggle out of nv
blanket. I didn't do it a minute too
quick neither, for just as 1 was we'll
to one side, she WAS whacking away
with knife. had lot of blue
and tallow wick in nv
pocket, and while she was fselin'
around and cuttin' 1 struck light
and took look at her. You can bet
she looked funny when she see me
stsndin' there. She gave n grunt
and L held out my hand for the
knife. She seq there was nothing to
do but to turn it over, which she
done by Just droppin' it Then +
lied her up, hands and feet, and roll. |
I'd her up IN her blanket and laid |
iown again. Long before sun.up II
started off with my man. His name
VAS White Smoke and he wasn't a
'sd Injun to heart.
I'VE had got we'll along on our
way back to the Yellowstone when
We came in sight of bluff that
toop out over the trail. 1t was a
lunch of rock. There was one big
ock about 20 foot high, and back Of
hat, on t'other side, there WAS an
ther small rock, which the big un
Id from our sight. The trail turn
d short around the rock, SO that we
ould only see the little one after we
ad made the turn around the big
ne, and then the little one was right
yer US. Well, sir, we made the
lrn, and right there, standing on
ne little rock straight before us was
1e biggest lion L ever see il the
fountains. He probably knowed we
as comm by the smell of us, and
was standln' there all ready with
Is tail up and his eyes burnin. 6
you think quick when anything
re that happens, and I am sure I
fought of everythin' except how to 3
1t rid OF that devil, but it jest shows i
~ what towards they are, that he
dn't jump the instant he see us. 8
he had that would have been the
ID of it. He waited Iest one soc '
I'd too late, for in that second / had !,
It my gun. 1 lifted the gun and he u
We jump. The bullet struck him, Il
It they are like painters, they die II
rd. He fell on the sledge and 81
mt op top of White Smoke. Be- d.
e | could wink my eyes that Iniun is
S flung ten foot out in the snow
the beast WAS at him again. 1
aid Mt fire, of course, for it WAS p,
estion of who I'd hit, and while
vas making Ep my mind what to /.
he suddenly dropped the Injun nd
1 sprang for me. l wasn't ready >.
tire and l couldn't get at my knife. ui u
lat saved me was the snow, for he ~
I'D mt get no purchase to spring,
he fel! short. Then 1 blazed
ay twice and he didn't make MANY ne
yes after that. But his wells Was
adful, and the way he flung his ca ca
around through the air was a Oh
ht to see. NV dogs and the ~
'ge had gone off, and there thew
!, mostly quarter of a mile away. ne
" didn't want to GENE back, for Oh
knoued the critter and thew erN
Mt like to be sroun' where he was
1T hold of EN- at last, and when 1 an
he'd EN- back the lion was dead as
was White Smoke. tic