Rock Island Argus., 1902-09-01
INDIAN UPRISING ON
Sioux and Shoshone Warriors
Don War Paint for Great
Battle.
TWO MOONS OF SCALP HUNTING
All the Faithful Are Summoned by
Messages From OppOs-
ing Chiefs.

j Promptly at 8 o'clock this evening
i the membership contest of the
Sioux and Shoshones of the Rock
Il Island Y. NJ c. A. will begin and for
a period of rs days will the war be
4 waged and the scalps of the victims
of the braves be brought into camp.
Il When seen this afternoon Sitting
/ Bull, (Ralph Souders) chief of the
i Sioux, and Little Raven, (iannes
Olsson) chief of the Shoshones, each
surrounded by his assistant chiefs
and a few tried and trusty braves,
were donning their war paint and
feathers and testing their weapons to
be ready for the fray at the appoint
ed time.
| Messages Sent Out
This morning the messengers were
busy and piece of bark inscribed
in sign language, was sent out to each
warrior on the opposing sides. For
the benefit of the Argus readers some
of the chiefs who know something of
English were asked to translate the
missives and they are given in full
Sitting Bulls summons is character
istic, being short yet comprehensive.
Each Sioux will receive the follow
ing:
TO Big Sioux Indian Not Afraid.
Chief Sitting Bull hear much noise,
dancing. Ugh! Shoshone's paint
faces, dance, shake tomahawl<s, much
bad men!
Sioux Indians must meet Chief Sit
ting Bull and other big chiefs at big
war dance Y. NJ. c. \. Tuesday even
ing, Sept. =, s o'clock.
We fight Shoshones man. Take
away fine scalp. Much glory to brave
Indian.
All Shoshone chiefs and men run
fast.
Little Raven not in it. Big Sioux
carry away fine string scalps.
SITTING BULL.
Little Ravens Message.
Little Raven uses the figurative
language in which the Indians are so
prone to express themselves. His
message to the Shoshones is:
Warriors and war-scared veterans of
the frontier:
Once more the warpath is over
grown with bunch grass, and the
tomahawk is awakening in the wig
wan of the red man. Grim visaged
war is taking the place of piping
times of peace.
Children of the forest, we are few.
Where once the shrill war-whoop of
the chieftain collected our tribe like
the leaves of the forest, L might now
yell till the COWS come home without
bringing out a quorum.
Warriors, we stand in the mocca-
sins of mighty nation. We repre-
sent the starving remnant of the once
powerful Shoshones. Our piroque
stands idly on the shore. l don't
know what a pirOque is, but it stands
idly on the shore.
Warriors. we are the last of
mighty race. We were race of
chieftains Alas! we will soon be
gone. The ShoshoneS will soon pass
from the face of the earth unless
there is mighty rallying of our
braves at once. We will avenge the
wrongs of our nation. | have not
fully glutted my vengeance. l have
seven or eight more gluts on hand,
and we Will shout our war cry once
more.
The pow-wow at the Y. NJ. c. n.
Tuesday, Sept. >, p. IN. should find
all my warriors present. Don't for
get your tomahawks, clubs and any
scalp you may be able to take in the
meantime.
The enclosed printed matter may
help you in securing new Indian for
the tribe. Come to the pow-wow,
watch the newspapers and you will
get further information about the
war.
Warriors, farewell. ! am done. I
have spoken. l have nothing more to
say. Sic semper domino, plumbago
erysipelas, in hook eureka, scia atica,
usufruct, limburger. go-braugh.
LITTLE RAVEN.
The Rules.
The contest is not only to see which
side can bring the most scalps into
the central wigwam, but the individ-
ual records will be kept track of, as
well. \ renewal of membership in
the association counts the same as a
new member. except with the juniors,
two new juniors counting the same
as one member in the senior con-
test. No one will receive credit for
his own scalp. The rules governing |