The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1897-11-05
VO l.. ALII---NO 43
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NJ. Npr nehry a. Newman brok
into an"' ner OF his characteristic
storie Va" ldst Iilne he was in town
This III way ne told 1t, and Their,
were tsstpt q haif dozen 10 voucl
for its Rslthlulness:
Ava y 5ack 10 5S-or 80 there lived
All old BROW by the name of sunni,
ter, who was neighbor of mine
He ha d been in the Creek war
under Ge I. jackson, and one of his
relatives al been killed in tue mas.
sacre at FL ri Mimms. He had u t.rs,.,
ana undyiI g hatred OF Indians and
was very hi ter in his denunciatioI 20
them at all lines. He was fall irn,.
gray. and we j preserved for his sea
He made tubs, half-bushel measnres
&c, and made II mere living at his oT.'
cupation. 1 gave the old man the
title of General of which he was
very proud.
Frank Perrihe, neighbor of mine
who has since dieU, and myself. omen
ed our hearts and hands and aoraad
to take the General to a circns ar
my town. Huntsville, Mo. We mr..
chased the tickets and gave h I'M some,
odd change to buy leluonaue I'M.
General, Frank and myself took a
lower seat. Now, the circus baA ~
detachment of about twenty Indians
who came in with war paint and
feathers aud danced the green corn.
the ghost dance, and then performed
scalping scene.
1t was very realistic. A white
woman rode into the ring with an
Indian holding a tonahawk and
SGalplng knife in close pursuit.
Round and round the ring they flew,
the Indian gaining on the white maid
Ell, whose black hair hung in glossy
waves down her back. she acted her
part well, and was apparently much
frightened.
The Indian grabbed the woman
and dragged her from her horse,
threw her down and scalped her. He
held up the wig, all dripping with
blood-Fenetian red. A thrill of
horror penetrated the audience, Gen.
Sumpter's blood was up, and before
Frank and my self could restrain him,
rushed out into the ring and with his
hickory stick felled the Indian to the
ground. The remaining Indians clos
ed around the General but his
dander was up.
The Indians commenced to fall
asleep under his repeated blows as
fast as they did at the Horse Shoe,
Frank and myself rushed into the
ring'to bring the General out. The
crowd was yelling with delight, think
ing it Il part of the show. Above the
yells of the combatants could be heard
the loud laugh of Forked- Eyed
Adams, Il well-known character from
the Charlton divide, who could laugh
so loud that it was said it killed the
mosquitoes on the Charlton River u
mile off.
GAS Frank grabbed the General a
big burly Snowman knocked him
down. The old clown made at me.
l was an athlete in those days. L
lodged him and gave right-h handler
on the nose and sent him out of the
ring. At that moment an Indian
struck me over the head with u stuff
ed war club and sent me to the saw
dust. The General sent him OH top
of Inc with a club that was not stuff
ed. Several of our friends rushed ia
to help us, but the darned fool crowd
yet believed it a part of the show,
and were enjoying it hugely. Fork
ed-Eyed Adams laugh was heard
above the war cries of the Indians,
and the old General was yelling at
the top of his voice, Hurrah for Gen.
Jackson and David Crockett
II finally got hold of the clown,
and Frank grabbed the General
and matters were adjusted without
actual murder being committed.
Frank carried away black eye and /
had knot as big as hanging birds
nest over my right ear. The next
Year we declined 10 take the General;
to the circus.n