The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1906-03-18
HOW AN OLDFEUD
WAS SETTLED
BY A CHILD
Long and Bitter Enmity Between
Crazy Wolf and Little Scar.
Incident that Paved
Way to Peace.

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age traditions of his race. For years
he refused to receive rationB 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 allurements of civilized
living.
The enmity OF Crazy Wolf and Little
Scar dated from the day Of the great
battle with the Pawnees.
When the remnant Of the stricken
Pawnees had turned to fly Crazy Wolf
and Little Scar quarreled over the
right to take a scalp, and a hand-to-
hand combat ensued The chiefs part
ed them and said that neither must
die, for the nation had need Of all its
men. Though the hands Of Crazy
Wolf and Little Scar were stayed by
the chieftains, hatred still lived in
their hearts.
It 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 government
erected q schoolheuse for the Indian
children. Instantly a division occur
red 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 teaching
Of the whites should never have place
In the minds of their children. The
children Of Little Scar went to the
school. The children OF Crazy Wolf
were kept in the wigwam.
Runners came to Pine Ridge from
Standing Rock and the Rosebud. They
told Of the coming Of the Messiah, that
the buffalo %eTe returning and that if
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 the 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.
One day after the battle Of Wounded
Knee had been fought band Of twen-
ty Sioux braves broke away from the
main body for the sole purpose Of raid
ing Pine Ridge agency and killing the
children who were gathered in the
schoolhouse-the children Of their broth
ers who had succumbed to the white
mans ways. In the band was Crazy
Wolf, his heart full Of the lust Of kill.
ing.
The warriors came within sight Of
the schoolhOuse. 1t stood on a bluff
and on one side was absolutely unpro-
tected Crazy Wolf knew the location
Of the room in which the little ones
gathered daily at their lessons. The
mounted warriors made a headlOng
rush down the valley skirting the ridge,
and as they whirIed by the school they
poured volley after volley into the
room where the children of the friendly
Sioux daily were assembled.
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 feathercd 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 cavalry at the post to take
up the pursuit, and the fugitives sue
ceeded in reaching the main body Of
Indians, who by this time were sur
rounded by the troops Of General 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 subjugatiOn
Of his people, and he laid it at the doors
Of the tepees Of the Sioux who had re-
fused to join the braves on the war
path.
Crazy Wolf made up his mind to kill
Little Scar. He nearly starved in the
Bad Lands, and his pony was dead. A
week after the surrender he started for
the agency on foot. His ammunition
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 unweakened.
Crazy Wolf, starving. lay on the bank
OF the White Clay creek. The tepee Of
Little Scar was only 300 yards away.
Crazy Wolf was famished, 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.
Rhe 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 go
ing fast. 1t might not last him till the
hour Of revenge. He ate the proffered
food. The child was moIding 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