Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-02-13
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STORY OF CRAZY WOLF.

Crazy Wolf was a warrior Of the
Sioux nation who held to all the saw
age traditions Of his race. For years
he refused to directive rations from the
hands of the whites, and this marked
him singular among all the Sioux.
His deadly enemy was Little Scar,
who had made lasting peace in his
heart with, the whites and who had
yielded little by little to the allure
ments Of civilized living.
The enmity of Crazy Wolf and Lit
tie Scar dated from the day Of the
great battle with the Pawnees in the
Platte River Valley. They were then
young men and were having their
first taste ofibattle. They had fought
the Pawnees under the eye of their
chief and they earned their warrior
titles on that day.
When the remnant of the stricken
Pawnees had turned to fly Crazy
Wolf and Little Scar quarreled over
the right to take scalp and hand
to-hand combat ensued. The chiefs
parted them and said that neither
must die, for the nation had need Of
all it's men, Though the hands Of
Crazy Wolf and Little Scar were stay
ed by the cheiftains, hatred still lived
in their hearts.
1t was ten years after the battle
with the Pawnees and at the Pine
Ridge agency, where a portion Of the
Sioux had been gathered, the govern
ment erected a school house for the
Indian children. Instantly a division
occurred between the fathers of the
tribe. One half Of the warriors wished
to send their little ones to the school;
the other half declared that the teach
i-g Of the. whites should never have
place in the minds Of their children.
The children Of the Little Scar went
to the school; the children of Crazy
Wolf were kept in the wigwam.
Runners 8came to Pine Ridge from
Standing Rock and the Rosebud.
They told Of the coming Of the Mes
siah: that the buffalo were returning
and that II the Southern Sioux would
but put their ears to the ground they
would hear the thunder of the hoofs
Of the oncoming herd.
One-half Of the warriors at Pine
Ridge were seized with the Messiah
craze They danced the ghost dance
and put on ghost shirts. The one
half stampeded from the agency and
with it went Crazy Wolf as savage in
heart as he was when he fought the
Pawnees on the frontier Of Nebraska.
Little Scar stayed at the agency and
his children still went to the agency
school. The hatred between him and
Crazy Wolf never passed
One day after the battle of Wound
ed Knee had been fought a band of
twenty Sioux braves broke away from
the main body for the sole purpose
Of raiding Pine Ridge agency and
killing the children who were gath
cred in the school house-the chill
dren Of their brothers who had sue
cumbed to the white mans ways. In
the band was Crazy Wolf, his heart
full of the lust Of killing.
The warriors came within sight of
the school house. 1t stood on bluff
and on one side was absolutely un-
protected. Crazy Wolf knew the To-
cation of the room in which the little
dot of
The mounted warriors made a head
'ong rush down the valley skirting the
ridge. and as they whirled by the
school they poured volley after volley
into the room where the children of
the friendly Sioux daily were assem-
bled
It was not the fault of Crazy Wolf
that on that day there was not a
slaughter Of the innocents. A teacher
had seen the feathered heads showing
among the willows by White Clay
Creek, and taking the alarm had hur-
ried the children to the cellar.
The raiding band went northward.
There was no cavalry at the post to
take up the pursuit and the fugitives
succeeded In reaching the main body
of Indians, who by this time were sur
rounded by the troops Of Gen. Miles
and were being gradually forced into
the agency.
Crazy Wolf when he saw the sur
render Of his brethren was coming,
mounted his pony and made for the
Bad Lands He foresaw the end of
the uprising and the complete subju-
CATION of his people. and he laid 1t
at the door Of the teepees of the
Sioux who had refused to join the
braves on the warpath.
Crazy Wolf made up his mind to
kill Little Scar. He nearly starved III
the Bad Lands and his pony was dead
A week after the surrender he start
ed for the agency on foot. His am
munition was gone and he had nothing
but his knife. He ate willow bark and
roots. Hunger took his bodily strength
but his heart purpose was unweaken-
ed. He wished only strength enough
to thrust his knife into the heart OF
Little Scar.
Crazy Wolf, starving, lay on the
bank of the White Clay creek. The
tepee of Little Scar was only goo
yards away. Crazy Wolf was famish-
ed but he lay there in the bushes
waiting for night and vengeance. He
looked down to the waters edge and
there he saw little girl with a willow
basket full of food. The little one
looked up and saw the famished eyes
of the warrior. She smiled at him and
held out her basket. Crazy Wolf knew
his strength was going fast. 1t might
not last him till the hour of revenge
He ate the proffered food. The child
was moulding clay. Suddenly she
turned and offered Crazy Wolf the
model of a peace pipe. You have
eaten," she said now smoke
| Crazy Wolf took the pipe and blew
an imaginary cloud Of smoke away
from his lips. The little one smiled
at him again.
Whose child are you?" asked Crazy
Wolf.
THE child of the great warrior
Little Scar" was the answer.
| Crazy Wolf had eaten the bread o1
Little Scar and had smoked the pipe
of peace. He had never broken a ira
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