The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1905-10-26

Gray dawn was breaking at the Pine
Ridge agency when an Indian runner
broke headlong into the village of the
surrendered Sioux. He stopped at the
tepees of the principal warriors long
enough to shout message, and then
leaving the camp where its end rested
against an abrupt hill, he made his
way with plainsman's stealth to the
group of agency buildings, circling
which had extending beyond crowning
ridge after ridge were the white Sib-
ley tents OF the soldiers
Breakfast was forgotten In the
troubled camp of the Sioux. The
chiefs and the greater braves rushed
to quick council, and the lesser war
riers, the squaws and the children
stood waiting with dogged patience in
the village streets.
The council was over. An eld chief
shouted word of command that was
caught up and passed Quickly to the
farthest outlying tepee. An army
might have learned a lesson from that
which followed the short, sharp order.
lage, and as fast as fleet-footed ponies,
pressed to their utmost, could accom-.
plish the distances every outlying
ridge was topped with the figure of
rider and horse, silhouetted against
the morning sky.
Every sentinel warrior had his eyes
on the camps of the white soldiery
Suddenly from the east of the agency
where lay the Sixth Cavalry, there
came trumpet call that swelled and
ended in one ringing note that sang
in and out the valleys.
The motionless figure of one of the
hilltop sentinels was moved to instant
life. A signal ran from ridge to ridge,
hnally to be passed downward into
the camp of the waiting Sioux who
sprang into action at its coming. The
pony herds of the Sioux were grazing
on the hills to the west, unrestrained
OF their freedom by lariat or herds
man. In number they nearly equaled
the people of the village, few ponies
for emergency use only having been
kept within the camp. Upon these
jumped score of warriors, who broke
out of the shelter of the tepees for
the hills where the herds were forag-
ing on the snow-covered bunch grass.
1t seemed but passing moinent be.
fore every pony in that great grazing
herd was headed for the village. The
animals were as obidient to the word
of command as is a brave to the word
of his chief.
During the gathering of the herds
the women of the camp had slung
their papooses to their backs, had col.
lected the camp utensils and were
standing ready to strike the tepees.
while the braves, blanketed, and with
rifles in their hands, had thrown them.
selves between the village and the
camps of the soldiers of Gen. Miles
The Sioux who had surrendered less
than week before were preparing to
stampede from the agency and to
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Senator clark's Troublesome Pine,
This story is told about ex-senator
]. S. Clark of Calais, Me: One day
while awaiting his turn in a barber
shop in Calais, he was talking with a
friend, and was so deeply interested
in the conversation that he allowed
his pipe to go out several times. Each
time he would ask Melvin Noble. a
local practical joker, for a match.
About the time he wanted the fifth
match Noble said: 81 don't begrudge
you the matches, Jed, but | think II
would be cheaper for you to put a
crate in your pine and burn coal"