The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-11-07

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Clo,d lust two DAYS TO cover the 100 miles
| which separated the hostile camp from
| his own matched dance house, ana II was
only bv the merest chance that ne uIu
not fall into the hands OF the solu lSa
who were hurrying to aVenSe tne hA0A "eA
| of Casey. ,..a.,, .bat
old Red Cloud took when he reached ms
! shack And he was there none too soon,
| Almost before the venerable Red CLOUD
had turned his pony into CO..
raj detachment of cavalry loue
up to his house. The soluiers
| found Red Cloud in the harmless
and domestic occupation of jerking beef.
! He manifested surprise, then indlgnatlol'
| thai he should be interrupted at his WORK
| and expressed the profoundest Ignorance
| of the death oN Lieut.. Casey
Meanwhile Jack Red Cloud, the care
| devil. taking the cue from his father
| Nigbf was living over the snow to the
| agency with one of the pistols ana the
| oold watch of the dead officer. This was
| his evidence of good wilRi and. desire
to honor the dead. But this was merely
a ruse OF course, brother officers OF the
rash lieutenants were mournfully pleased
to receive his belongings, but there was not
| a shoulder strap from single bar to the
| eagle that did not feel that the two willy
| Red Clouds had a hand in the murder OF
| the young lieutenant.
Perhaps the most theatrical Dit OF auuaC-
| ity exhibited by the Sioux during the war
was that of a young Brule, who rode into
| Pine Ridge about a week before the psttie
| of Wounded Knee. 1t was late In the
morning and the soldiers were cooking
| their noon meal when young DUCK
astride a splendid pony appeared at the
| head of a trail which led past Gen
! Brooke's headquarters ana tne lons
stretch of tents of the Second infantry
| and the Ninth Cavalry. The rider was
robed in white sheet, which was tlgnIy
| clutched with one hand at the breast. Ills
| face was painted a hideous green war
| color of the Sioux, as were the haunches
| of the horse. An eagle feather was In the
| animals tail, and two more piumes were
| In the warrlorN hair. The Indian police,
| under command of Stewards, were apout
to open fire on the rider but were held
in check by an officer, who did not APP
preciate the signihcance Of the Brule
| garb and paint.
| With utter contempt for everything
about him. the rider passed between two
lines of soldiers and a dozen batteries OF
| Hotchlxiss guns until he reached the emo
of the road Then he turned his morse
| eastward and rode into the door OF Fost
| Trader Assays store Taking a careIul
| survey of the coffee coolers" who were
| souatted on the floor, he returned to the
| road and with a yell started at oreaK-
| neck speed for the buttes. The soldiers
| nv this time were called to arms ana
started in pursuit of the daredevil VINO
was already half way up the hill leadlng
| m what was afterward to be the bloody
| field of the Mission With cry OF DELL
| ance. the white-sheeted BUCK Whisked q
| carhine from beneath the folds of his cloak
| and fred>at the soldiers, who were already
blazing away at the green-faced morse
man. The single bullet pierced the legs OF
two members of the Second infantry ana
/ psOnld take
| ND the chase the Indian was Well out o4
| range.
| II was learned later that the Brule came
| IN the agency for the purpose OF killing
| American Horse, who had been actlVe IN
| keeping his tribesmen from joining In the
| ghost dances. aqa adsnlt -.
| American Horse 1t must be remembered,
| is not the American Horse who fought In
the battle at Slim Buttes in 1876 The war
| ror whom the ghost dancer sought is a
| placid, fawnng red reprobate, VINO, as a
| rule sits with coterie OF agency roar
| ers and vet possesses some or the potent
| Influences of a leader. He has been called
| Tho cicero of the Ogallalas, and this,
| doubtless. is true He Is a greater orator
| than Red Cloud and far more eloquent,
| though not so logical as was Young Man
Afraid of His Horses, the last hereditary
| chief of the Sioux.
One dav while the soldiers were pouring
of American Horse fell desperately ILL., The
medicine man was called, and although he
| was considered the greatest healer IN the
tribe. his incantations were of no avail.
American Horse, usually suave ana I'M
perturbed, except in places OF danger, now
became demon. Stripped 70 pahdage
| of beads about his loins and With his long
black hair streaming far below necklace
| of badger. claws, he tore down the trail
| slashing his breast with knife the blood
from the gashing crimsoning his legs and
| feet. Men have seen Indians laugh; sell
dom have they seen a buck cry But
| American Horse was an exception. when
! the Indian police. in their quaint uniforms,
| captured the desperate father his girdle
| was soaked with blood and the gaping
| wounds In his breast told how desperately
he had attempted his life. Although con-
| scious. he would not speak. Tears stream
| ed down his broad, fuTowed face, and wet
the green chevrons Of an army surgeon,
who held the old mans head in his arms.
After he had been patched up with ban
! dages American Horse was led back 70 h'~
| tepee. which was just below the four-inch
Hochkiss guns in the Notifications south
| of the agency, and within an hour was
| smoking a cigarette as placidly as Mex
| lean over a game of monte. His child was
buried next day in the snow on the rugged
| crest of Fiat Iron Butte.
American Horse of the Ogallalas always
| impressed army officers as a red conf
| dence man, and confidence men, as every
body knows, can cry when 1t is necessary.
| That Is why American Horse Is a crafty
| Indian And that is why, too, the grim
| ghost dancer rode between two walls OF
soldiers to take the old mans life. The
| hostiles were advised that American Horse,
whom they called an old woman" was
| weak enough TO turn traitor to his tribes
| men.
/ THO etory ~ Rad star a liei1tenant IN
/ Chief Swords command Of Indian police
| at Pine Ridge was one Of the most pa
thetic of the war When Big Foot broke
away from Sitting Bulls band, after the
latter's rout and death near Standing
Rock, a woman with three children. who
were on a visit to the Uncompaghres
| Joined the somewhat aifnless flight OF the
| hin faf chinffain WIN was 40 eonn 10 meet