Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1900-08-24

workingmen lived, and threw himself
upon a bed, with the intention oi
sleeping. There was no one else in
the house, which was about 25 or 30
feet from the veranda OF the newly
erected principal house (the "tyee"
hOuse). Mrs. Tolmie, the wife of DR.
Tolmie, the gentleman in charge of
he establishment at that time, was
standing on the veranda, and saw
Cush enter. The place was exceed
ingly quiet, as almost all of its inhab-
itants were lying down, taking it easy.
1t was the custom or the place to rest
for two or three hours in the middle
of the day during the heated term,
and make up for it by working as soon
as daylight appeared in the morning.
Well, to continue my story:
Mrs. Tolmie noticed an Indian, n
stranger to her, sneak through the
open, small postern gate, on the north
side of the fort, and, gun in hand,
quietly creep along the side of the
house in which Cush was lying. Not
for moment thinking of the purpose
OF the Indian, she remained quiet un-
til she saw him peer into the window,
raise his gun, already cooked, and
point at something in the room. She
then, fearing the intruder meant no
good, screamed out, just as the gun
was discharged. Poor Cush was shot
fatally, and died day or two after
wards.
The murderer Immediately ran out
Of the fort, and after him young
half-breed Iroquois, named Ignace,
with a gun. He fired, and, it is sup
posed, hit the escaping Indian, but
the latter didn't fall; with his three
or four companions who were await
ing him at the beach with a canoe he
succeeded in getting safely away.
They gained their own country, down
the Sound, where our up-Sound In
dians dare not follow them.
Cush was regretted by all with
whom he was acquainted, for he was
really remarkable Indian, possessing
a fund of humor, and powers of MINI
icry, seldom seen among Indians. He
had way of speaking broken English
which was irresistibly funny, and the
poor fellows tragic death was a loss,
hard indeed to replace. and some of
us had serious thoughts of perpetual
ing his memory, by the erection of
little monument or headstone; but,
like the generality of such good inten-
tions, this was never done. 1t was
afterwards ascertained that the killing
of Cush was mistake. The Indian
mistook him for Gohome, and 1 never
learned how the feud ended. Gohome
strange to say, was not killed, but died
natural death, accelerated, no doubt.
by the many wounds he had received
during his lifetime.
1t is astonishing what an amount
of cutting-up the human frame can
stand, so long as vital part is not
touched. / have seen men herein.
dians and Kanakas-apparently cut to
death, but, after q great deal of suffer.
ing, which the Indian medicine men
no doubt augmented, without the as
sistance of white doctor, fully re.
cover. / recollect one case, in par
ticular, which occurred in 1853 or
1854.
A big, hurley Kanaka, named
Kalama. a good man at almost any
kind of rough work, and, ordinarily,
we'll behaved, was one of a party of
Ksnakas and Indians taking part in a
jollification, during which a great
deal of liquor was consumed, and the
party became uproariously drunk. As
usual, a fight ensued, the Indians TAX
ing sides against the Kanakas. The
English workmen, at that time only
three or four in number, feeling them
selves in the minority, and suspecting
what the result of the spree would be,
kept aloof from the crowd. One of
the Indians, not a servant of the COM
pany, named Gukynum, or" Cut-Faced
Charlie" 50 called because of his face
having been cut in the many fights.
tackled the big six.foot Kanaka, and
with the aid of his awful knife, came
within an ace of killing him. Before.
however, he quite accomplished it.
Kalama was pulled away and Charlie
was secured.
Kalama was frightful looking OBJ
ject; his nose was nearly severed from
his face, and his features were rem
dered unrecognizable by the many
cuts he had received. Luckily the
Indian didn't attempt to stab him
about the body, or else he would have
made short work of him. The poor
Kanaka was taken into DR.. TOlmie's
Office, where he was attended to. his
nose washed and sewed on, and the
other cuts nicely stitched. After the
lapse of some time he fully recovered
but his good looks were completely
gone, and he showed, very plainly, the
treatment he had received.
For several years in the SOS, an old
Scotchman, superannuated old serv.
ant of the Hudson Bay Company, a
man upwards of 70 years of age, and
afflicted with blindness, was living In
house on the side hill, near the
company's store on the beach, at the
f.