Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-08-07

the red fends. in Their war bonnets, riding
RAPIDLY along that flank at great dis
lance. The Indians fired upon us, slightly
wounding the horses of two or three of the
soldiers. Fall back on the woods.' cried
the scout and every horse was, wheeled
toward the timber on the left. There was
no need to urge our horses 10 cover Pc
cause they were badly stampeded by the
firing after the ma amer of most American
horses. and we were soon dlsmounted IN the
edge of the woods. Lieut. Sibley before we
tied the animals made some or the SOL
diers fire upon the Indians which had the
effect of combining them to the rocks. We
could see occasionally. the Indian leader
dressed in what appeared to be white buck
skin and wearing gorgeous war bonnet
directing the movements Of his warriors
Gruard thought he recognized in him
White Antelope, a Cheyenne chief FAMED
for his enterprise and skill. He led one
charge against U.S. and every man on the
front of the skirIn;ish line fired upon him
and his party. We did not know until long
afterward that our volley put an END TO
career but so 1t was. White Antelope led
no more charges after that day. HIS death
was a fortunate thing for us, because it
damped the spirits of his men. and rendered
them more cautious than they would nave
otherwise been. But he did not fall until
he had made it exceed ngly Interesting for
our little party battling there in the edge
of the woods. The Indians lay low among
the tall rocks and pine trees and kept up
an almost lnceSSant nre upon our positon'
filling the trees around us with their lead.
Meanwhile their numbers continued to
increase, and they seemed to swarm on
the open slopes of the hills within the range
Of our vision. We could distinctly hear
their savage encouraging yellS to each
other and Gruard said that Sioux and
Cheyennes were allied IN the attacking
force all OF whom appeared to be In great
glee at the prospect OF a scaiplng enter
tainment at our expense.
"As the volume of the Indian fire seemed
to increase no surrender was the word
pa ssed from man to man around the thin
skirmish line. Each one of US would. II
we found 1t necessary, have blown out his
own brains rather than fall alive into In
dian hands Doubtless II we had remained
long enough the Indians would have re-
leyed us Of all responsibility on that score.
disabling wound woulo have been worse
than DEATH
The Horses Abandoned.
well. the eternal shadows seemed to be
fast closing around us; the Indian bullets
were hitting nearer every moment, and the
Indian yell was growing stronger and
aercer. when a hand was laid on my Shout
DER and a soldier. who was my neighbor
on the skirmish line. said: The rest are
retiring. Lieutanant' Sibley teas us to do
the same / quietly withdrew from the
foot Of the friendly pine tree. which, with
a fallen trunk that lay almost across It,
kept at least a dozen Indian bullets from
making havoc of my body. and prepared
to obey. As passed by Sibley who wanted
to see every man under his command in
the line OF retreat before he stirred himself,
the young officer said: Go to your saddle
bags, with caution and take all your am
munition We are going to abandon our re-
naming horses The Indians are getting
all around US. so we must take to the