The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-10-18

ious to furnish the corpse yourself. Man,
man, it would be death for white man
to git between them two now"
AS the farmer. to emphasize his pro-
test, seized the agents arm in an I'M
shakable grasp, the only thing remaining
was 10 watch the proceedings with such
composure as could be vouchsafed to one
who had let the Atlantic seaboard but
a few short weeks before. While the con-
versation between the farmer and the
agent was proceeding the Indians oppo-
nents had been dancing forward and
back along the lane and across it in zig
gag fashion for all the world as if they
were sitting to partners in an old
fashioned contra-dance.
The man with the shotgun was named
Crooked Neck and he was q Blackfoot,
while his opponent. an Uncapapa, usually
called Shaven-Head, was noted scout
in the employ of the government ard
appeared on the rolls Of theat lhshrdlu
appeared on the rolls as Ususuppi ("Good
Toned Metal'). Their hastility grew out
Of the fact that Shaven-Head had stolen
Crooked Necks favorite wife and the i'm
mediate outbreak arose out Of what some
of Shaven-Head's peope claimed was an
unfair allotment of beef
OF the two Shaven-Head looked far
the more dangerous, while Crooked Neck
did the most yelling. Possibly the latter
felt his disadvantage. His ten-gauge was
loaded with buckshot, rammed' hard
enough to scatter at the end of the hum
dred yards, more or less that separated
the fighters, but he ony had two shots
IIaa had a Z
his command in the barrel or the maya
zine of his winchester.
Suddenly Shaven-Head stopped caper-
ing, drew his rife TO his shoulder. fired.
He missed. While he was throwing a
cartridge from magazine TO barrel
Crooked Neck ran toward him TO within
eighty yards and let fly with one barrel.
He got results. AS is usual with the
Sioux. Shaven-Head wore his hair in two
long queues, one resting in front of each
shoulder. One of these was amputated,
close to the scalp, by Crooked Neck's
shot A tiny stream Oh blodd that soon
showed itself on Shaven-Head's breast
proved that the skin at least had been
abrased.
Again the yelling and the dancing. ac-
companied be it well understood, by the
wells of spectators whose savage blood
was fairly boiling with excitement. The
shrieks of the squaws held a peculiarly
appalling note and high above the I'M
musical clamor could be heard the long
continued scream of the bone of conten-
tion-the wife Shaven-Head had stolen
from his opponent. She was easily the
prirna donna of this opera of discords
and dominated the savage chorus.
Crooked Neck now had but one shot
left If he missed he was at the mercy
of his antagonist and mercy, strained or
unstrained, had no part in Shaven-Read'
makeup. The shotgun fighter seemd to
redoube his activity and beyond question
made himself an exceedingly difficult
target. Three times the winchester spoke
apparently without effect. although later
il was discovered that one bullet had gone
though the upper muscles of Crooked
Neck's left leg. OF course, Snaven-Head
was doing some good ground and lofty
steps on his own account, thus disarrang-
ing his aim.
The end came suddenly Shaven-Head
pretended to stumble and fell partially
forward Instantly Crooked Neck fired
his remaining barrel. but fired it at the
air. The Uncapapa had side stepped In
a fashion that would have made Cerbett
green with envy.
Seeing that he had missed Crooked Neck
turned to run, but after him in long leaps
came his foe. Two shots in quick sue
cession and Crooked Neck was on the
ground a corpse. The fatal bullet went
lnorugh his brain and he was shot from
the rear-a detail which gave his friends
little concern.
If these duelists had been white the
spectacular part of the affair would have
ended with the death of one or the other
of the contestants. Not so with the
savage Sioux Before any one could have
counted five the victor had reached the
body, placed his foot theron and struck
If with the barrel Of the rife.
This was the coup or final blow that
completed Shaven-Head's triumph and
made him truly conqueror.
Probably with foreknowledge OF what
coming the spectators ceased their yells
AZ soon as Crooked Neck fell and after
delivering the coup" Shaven-Head set
up ms chant of victory. The agent could
not understand it, but Waldorf common
ted:
Seem TO be stuck on himself a whole