The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1897-02-20
WHEN INDIANS CAUSED EXCITEMENT.
The Strike Recalls Stirring Times to at
Least One Chicago Pioneer.

awful times! Awful times! Never
had 'em when we We're young"
The speaker drew III a spotless
handkerchief in a solemn manner.
I'VE didn't, that's IL fact" responded
his sentmate in the Wabash cable.
Wed have done it if we could, but
the population didn't allow of it. Chi
cage didn't possess Il million mixed
sons in those days, so the Indians had
to get up al the strikes. Good Lord,
how easy they did it! Bennett. do you
remember that night-no. you weren't
there, though; you'd come to Chicago
after n %wagon-load of winter stores.
Well, l never shall forget that night.
There's a solid pound OF reasons for re-
Numbering it
The speaker paused as the car did
and a bright-faced girl with a bunch of
sweet pease in her hand got on. .
You see,' he resumed when the car
was rafting OF ugain, you see, the In
dians had stolen some horses and been
overtaken by the owners, who. of
course. demanded their property. That
made the indians furious and they
threatened to scalp everybody in the
settlement before morning. Well, we
ali hustled down to Williams cabin
he had the biggest one-and pretty
much everybody in the settlement was
there before sunset. Good Lord, what
u hubbub there was! Some of tho
ONE We're crying aud fainting. with
all the kids joining in the chorus; and
we men We're busy barricading the
doors and windows.
"There was one man there-a Meth
odist preacher that happened to be Wis
ting in the settlement-and he was
wandering around in everybody's way,
calculating: Put your trust in the
Lord, brethren We had everything
in the shape of weapons, for the alarm
had been SO sudden that we'd been
obliged to snatch up whatever was
handy, and clubs and pitchforks out
numbered the rifles. The preacher had
a table fork for his sole weapon. He
said that the Indians believed that Il
stab from a table fork was always fatal
to them. ! hadn't much spare time
jus, then, but / remember wondering
how many Indians he'd pick before
some Of 'om scaiped him. 1T gotdarker
and darker and we all began TO listen
for that Indian whoop-remember how
it used TO sound, Bennett? | never
want to hear it again. BY and by the
last baby stopped crying and we sat
| waiting for that whuop.
Wei. it came. Every fellow was on
his feet in II trice with his weapon lift
ed. Then we dropped II p%itehforks
and made Il rush for the fellow waving
his bowie knife over our heads and CALI
ing ont with u laugh in his voice, 'Now's
the time for scalps.'
He hadn't been with us wher we
shut ourselves in and there were red
g'ints coming in through those bar1i-
caded windows instead OF redskins. 1t
was mouing and we'd all been asleep.
How we did it | don't see YET.
"Hummond had come homo uuex-
| pectedly in the night and hadn't OF
course heard of the fuss. SO when he
didn't lind anybody /. his cabin he
came on 10 Williams, the next place, to
make inquiries. lie said he eNerted all
his energies 10 wake us up, but couldn't
do it, 50 then he assaulted our barri-
cades, and after i tough time of il man
aged to get into find us all rcposlng
on II 1auvels and our arms.
1--WE never heard the end OF il. of
course. but we laid 1t on to the preacher.
Ii he hadn't neglected his duty he'd
have pricked our consciences with that
fork of his. and kept Us awake to our
dangerous state"
"Of course. assented the solemn
man. something like a smile crossing
his severe yisage. Il believe you set
tied it with the Indians next morning"
"Yes. sir. We went after those In-
dians and licked lem, and took our
horses" Chicago Tribune.
Mother Why do you pack up your
toys so carefully. Ethelpa
EIhci-5Io keep them for my children,
mamma.
Mother-And suppose you never have
children
Ethel Then they'll do for my grand