The daily chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Ind. Ter. [Okla.]) 1898-1902, 1901-12-02
AN INDIAN oUTCAsT.
sally, the Washman of Virginia
City, Once a Great Brave, and His
Fall from Power.
Sally was an outcast.

Sally was an outcast.
Sally really was man, though no
one would have thought it.
We never knew Sally's real name or
where he lived. 1t was rumored that
his home was in one of the deserted
tunnels so numerous in the noun
tains around Virginia City. He was
not allowed to live in a wigwam with
the other Indians or to build one for
himself, relates the Chicago Jour
nal.
To the children he was veritable
bugbear. They had never seen his
face, being too afraid to go near him,
and besides, he always wore large
sun bonnet, which hid his features
from the gaze of the curious.
Poor Sally (strange to relate) was
our washerwoman, to be more exact,
our washman. When he came, early
Monday morning, his appearance was
enough to strike terror to our child
ish hearts. He was very tall and
wore the usual dress of Indian wom-
en-, or squaws-a long full skirt and
straight jacket, usually made OF pink
calico, of which color they are very
fond. His skirt was rather longer
than customary-to hide his feet
which were very large, and as ne
wore cast-off boots given him by the
miners, the effect was very ludicrous
Then that sun bonnet, which seemed
a part of himself, was never taken
off. even when he was busy over the
washtubs He was quite skillful with
the needle, and his costume looked
and fitted as well az most OF the
sauaws' costumes did.
He was in great demand as wash
man. He seemed never to grow tired,
but his chief attraction for the house
wife was that he had no family or
friends TO be entertained, and no
hankering for our fine under linen.
Sally had not always been the poor,
forlorn creature he was now. Years
ago he was a fine-looking brave OF the
Pah-ute tribe Of Indians and quite a
beau among the Mahalys. Now he was
deserted by kith and kin, entirely un-
noticed, even BY the children, for Sally
had been a coward, the most disgrace
full thing in the eyes Of an Indian.
Sally belonged TO the Ivashoe Pah-
utes. and they, having quarreled with
one Of the neighboring tribes, met to
fight il Out He was chief Of his tribe.
and was gorgeously dressed in an old
stovepipe hat and a pair Of sailors
trousers. His face and the upper part
of his body was covered with vermilion
paint striped with white. Each war
rior was armed with knife or club.
They were all lined up for battle when
Sally turned and ignominiously fled.
OF course, he was quickly captured.
The quarrel was forgotten.
The Indians of both sides held a
council TO decide his fate. He was
condemned 10 wear women's clothes
and do women's work the rest of his
DAYS. When the sentence had been
pronounced. they formed into long
line. stripped him OF his fnery, and
compelled him TO run the gauntlet.
He was beaten and insulted in every
possible way. and at last left for dead.
He disappeared, and was not seen un-
III months afterward, when he APP
peared in Virginia City in his new uni
form. doing the family wash. Sally
had Just one consolation in his new
life. He did not have to give up all his
earnings to the husband, as all squaws