The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1901-02-06

for the Sioux have very original
methods OF making a man die by the
most painful process possible.
Along about the middle of the after
noon my red friends who were wait
ing to entertain me began to get very
gay and were growing holder every
minute. They had killed all our horses
but five, and thought 1t was impossible
for us to get away-ln fact, | heard
them say so quite frequently In the
gutteral language of the Cheyennes
White Antelope and Il band of Chey-
cnnes had Joined the war party, and
this chief began riding closer and
closer to our trees. Finally he and an
other chief, who was riding about five
yards behind him. came Into fairly
good range. | could see the color of
his eyes as he came toward me.
pulled the trigger of my rifle, and both
Indians went down together as result
of the single shot. 1t was the first
shot from our party, and the double
tragedy confused the Indians. Then
our whole outfit poured in whitening
yolley. and l told Sibley 1t was our
time to take advantage of their confu-
sion and get through their line back to
the gully. l waited until they were all
fairly started back through the heavy
timber, then, taking the lariat from
timber, then. taking the lariat from the
saddle Of my dead horse, | followed.
ut wGs mile from where we made
our stand to the main fork of the
Tongue river, and the woods were full of
terrible windfalls. and 1t was awfully
hard travelling. The first 200 yards the
men had to simply squirm their way
through the timber and keep very low.
The savages had Il comparatively thin
line at our rear as they knew the char
acter of the country and thought we
would be helpless without our horses.
when / reJoined the men. sent Bat
IN the lead and covered the rear. The
soldiers took Off their boots and stepped
from rock to rock in order to leave our
| trail as blind rs possible. About dark
n heavy rainstorm, with much wind,
came up and soon drowned out the fir
Ing that our foes kept up on our camp.
Our policy of holding our fire so fooled
1
until the following morning. fact that
l learned later. The storm was wild
and terrible. We were drenched. and
the timber began to fall all about us.
| We kept in n territory where horses
could not travel for reasons OF our own,
| and we hit an unblazed trail over the
mountains for the following 10 hours
without II mouthful to eat. Sometimes
the squirrel path was so steep that Bat
and l had to pull the soldiers up over
the rocks with our lassoes.
THE following morning ut 3 o'clock
we forded Goose creek, the cold water
coming up to our armpits, and at day
light fell in with scouting party OF
the Second cavalry. Then we went
back over the trail and picked up two
of our exhausted soldiers that had Civ
en- up. We had been under n hot fire
nearly ten hours, had travelled 80 miles
over terribly rough mountain country
and during all that time had not en-
Joyed the luxury of Il ration, as W.
were forced to abandon everything
when the Indians sighted us except on
: hope and our ammunition. Yet we new
err lost a man.
Poor Little Bat! He WAS In the lead
. Just to think of I'll Now he Is snuffe,
. out as the result of cowardly misdea
in Il miserable saloon fight"
The speaker cast aside the stump o
his cigar and said, where do you thinl
/ could find John FIncrty anyway
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