The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-27

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and fro the animal plunged. One mo-
ment headed straight toward the for
/ tress and then, with a sudden whirl that
would have endorsed a less expert rider,
wheeling around and charging straight
at the Indians, tramping several OF them
under foot in his ungoyernable fury.
AsTRIDE A oRAzED HORSE.
In a few minutes it waa difficult to
say which was the worst aArighted
the horse or the Indians or the rider.
/ Several times Mccormick was carried
directly at the hOstiles by his horse. he
looked more than once into the flashing
muzzles of a score of rifles as they
sent their leaden contents at him. How
he escaped is one Of the mysteries of late.
| The fire of the rifles was often so
close to him that he felt the heat
scorching his face and hands, while he
was blackened and begrimed with the
powder burns. A wilder scene was
never enacted. Backward and forward
that crazed horse charged. Thrice was
Mccormack thrown clear out Of the
saddle, but each time he managed to
keep his grip on the pommel the bride
rein or the horses name, aud was thus
saved falling TO the ground, where the
reds would have made short work Of
| him,
The sounds Of the firing had attracted
the attention Of the men in camp. With
out stopping to think that the shooting
might be ruse Of the Indians TO decoy
them out of their stronghold, feeling only
that comrades were in peril that handful
! of braze men, under the leadership of
led Daniels. "HuggiDsn Taylor and John
Mccormack, dashed out of the fortress
and down the coulee in the direction Of
the firing, half a mile away. They saw
Paul Mccormack surrounded by Indians,
his horse leaping and wheeling in crazy
Ton, II iAgsa
ing his seat, while tongues of fire from
the Indians guns seemed TO be splitting at
him from every side.
With a yell of encouragement to the
besieged man the party redoubled its
speed, and afoot, though they were, they
seemed to fly over the ground, shooting
and yelling as they ran. So impetuOus was
the charge, so fierce the yells, and so hot
and deadly the fire. that a score and a
half of men, less than half of them armed,
put TO fight nearly 200 Indians. just as
the rescuers reached Paul Mccormack
his wounded horse stumb led and fell dead.
Mccormack nimbly sprang and alighted
safely on his feet. He was covered with
blood and dust and powder smoke, and
looked more like an Indian than white
man. Joining his friends he shouted:
Get back to the camp, boys; them
internal devils II be rounding in on US if
! we don't look sharp!n 1t needed no
| second warning to tell the men Of the i'm
| minent danger that threatened from this
source. Painting and almost exhausted
| they made a mad run for the fortress,
! stumbling and falling over the rough
! ground until they were once more safe
within the walls of the stockade. There
| was no time to recover the scalped body
! of the man who had fallen in the first fire
! on Mccormack. They had barely reached
! the stockade when raking fire from a
| few Indians who had already gained a
| small shillock to the west, overlook
/ them. One OF the party fell, shot through
| the back, just as the cover Of the door
as another shower of bullets rained down
| The wounded man was Jack Cowles. He
/ never recovered consciousness. .
HAIR TURNED WHITE IN NIGHT.
"God, boys! that was a close call, ;
! painted "Muggins" Taylor as he made
| fast the doors and saw to IL that all the
/ portfolios were closed tightly
''Ahln This was a long-drawn excla
| nation from Taylor, who, as he was il
the act of closing one of the portfolios
happened to look out and saw an Indian
The fellow was close by and was gesticu
lating to some one in the rear of him
The Opportunity was too golden to bC
| lost Carefully resting his rife on the
aim and pulled the trigger. The repor
was answered by sharp yell Of pair
that told how true had been the aim.
"If we'd been caught out there Joe =
1t was Daniels who spoke. 1t needed NJ
words 10 finish that sentence. Every
man in that party knew full well wha
would have been his fate had he falleI
into the hands of the savages
Paul McCormack's wounds were at
tended to, and he then told the story O
the assault upon him and the cook. WheI
Paul awolke the next morning his hail
had turned snowy white. MIR. McCor
mack is now an honored and respected
merchant at Junction City, and his pure
white hair-he is still comparatively
young man-is the wonder of all who d.
not know his thrilling experiences will
the Sioux.
Late that night two of the men in thai
beleaguered party, "Mugginsn Taylor ant
a man named Dave, declared their inten
tion of sallying forth and making an effor
to obtain the fresh meat which McCor
mack and the man with him had secured
and cached" No one attempted TO pur
suade them from their purpose. AS mat
tiers stood 1t was only question OF tim'
If food was not secured, till all met dealt
in some form, either by starvation or in
brave dash through the Indian lines.
1t was l o'clock in the morning, ant
Inc nlBnG was pltcnY Dlack Wnen Mug
gins" and Dave started. both afoot
From Paul Mccormack they Learned
where the game was cached" and the,
proceeded directly to the spot, carefully
feeling their way They were fortunate
in not necountering q single Indian. tn
hostiles evidently having withdrawn t,
the river, along the banks of which coulC
be seen the blaze of their fires. Tire
hours afterward, just as day was break
ing, the two men returned to the stock
ade, dragging between them the meat
much to the relief Of their comrades. VIII
had been in constant suspense the entire
night. This small quantity of game, how
ever, afforded only temporary relief ant
|, was quickly eaten. In two days matter
were as bad as ever. John McCormacl
then proposed trying to get through thu
lines of the hostiles and reach some for
and obtain assistance. IL was a danger
Gus mission, but Mccormack was the mar
to succeed If any one could
The time for the start was fixed for tina
night. He argued that as the two mel
had been successful in securing the gam,
from the cache an attempt to ge
!. through the Indian line also ought to b,
successful, especially by one man a-foo
and familiar with Indian tactics.
"MUGGINsn TAYLoR's FAMOUS SHOT.
e The evening before the start was mad,
, "Muggins'' Taylor made the famous sho
|, which is still spoken of with admiration