Daily Arizona silver belt., 1907-01-02
Black Wolf s Bad Heart
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 Copyright, 1906. by c. H. SutcliffeI
 The Cheyennes had fought the white soldiers for fifteen years. Chief Walk by-Night had started out In the belief that there were only about 5000 white men in all America, and as soon as he could get them together he would fin- ish them off, but after many years he came to have better understanding.
 When the first blades of green grass were seen on the southern hlllsides word was sent out to the subchiefs to gather in council. All responded but Black Wolf. He was fiery tempered young man of twenty-five. It had so happened that he and his band had taken all the scalps gathered in during the year past, and he was ambitious, fearless and a great hater. He wanted war all the time. He had plans to round up all the white soldiers and make grand finish of them. Let the Cheyennes perform some daring deed and they might count on an alliance with at least three other tribes. Black Wolf claimed to be i'll and asked for a few days delay.
 On the bluffs on the north bank of Medicine creek the white soldiers were building q fort. It was within the Cheyenne territory and was another Insult to them. Black Wolf had seen ths men at work the previous fall. During the winter work would have been suspended, but now that spring had come the white men would be busy again, and again the white topped wag- ons would roll across the plains
 Those wagons, as he knew, contain ed flour, meat firearms, powder and bullets, blankets. cooking utensils, clothing and many other things needed by his tribe. If he could run off five or six of them, with perhaps half a hun dred mules and horses, the wealth of the tribe would be restored twice over The feat would be daring one, and one to challenge admiration and bring about alliances. Walk-by Night would no longer cover his face and talk of peace but his voice would be for war and his face painted to strike terror to the hearts of his enemies.
 It was Il golden opportunity for Black Wolf He had less than fifty warriors In his band, but all were enthusiastic and sure of success. It was ride of seventy-five miles from the camp to the bluffs where the fort was building but this was less than two days ride, even on the half starved ponies. The medicine man made his medicine and pronounced 1t good, and away rode the young men. The soldiers were busy, and q wagon train was crawling over the plains. The Indians could not have asked for the situation to be bettered They lost little time in pushing in. The last six wagons were cut off by bril- liant dash. seven of the escort killed and the six drivers saved to be tor tured at the stake later on. The sol dieis turned out from the new fort and gave chase. but were beaten back. Six double mule teams and twelve led horses were among the fruits of the capture, alil under the covers of the wagons was wealth beyond compare That was a proud moment for Black Wolf when he brought his prisoners and plunder safe to the main camp. He also had his little speech ready.
 "I have heard 1t said that the Chey. ennes had become a tribe of women," he said. with forty-two warriors have captured what you see before you. Let that be the answer I have heard 1t whispered that we must make peace and go upon the reservation to escape hunger and cold In the wagons here are enough food and blankets to last us for years. If forty-two of Us have done this, what cannot 1000 of us do? There are 800 white men at the new fort. Are we to leave them In peace, or are their scalps to hang on our lodges?"
 All this and heap more was said by Black Wolf before he was through with his speech, and he carried the crowd with him. Walk-by Night con cluded that he had made big mis- take and straightway repented of 1t, while the squaws chanted and the war rors bragged and swaggered The VII lage now numbered 500 people. Some of the bands had not yet come In. Five of the wagons were unloaded, and the hopes of the redskins were more than realized. There were pork, beef, sugar, coffee and flour by the barrel. There were bacon, hard tack, beans, peas, rice and tobacco. The six wagons were In the center of the village. The stuff taken from the five made great heap. The contents of the sixth were left for inspection on the morrow
 By and by, when all speeches had been concluded, hunger satisfied and the crowd had got hold of enough whls- ky to give everybody whooping old time, some of the younger bucks began firing their guns. One of the teamsters called out to them and tried to ex- plain something. He was given a slap on the face, and the revel went on.
 Ten minutes later one of the bullets fired by a mad dancer penetrated the box of the wagon, and there instantly followed an explosion that shook the earth for thirty miles around. It had been the last wagon in the train. It was loaded with dynamite for blasting down a portion of the bluffs. The blast struck the hills to the west and came back to strike those on the east. It dug a hole in the earth thirty feet deep and hundred feet long. It sent hundreds of bodies high In air, and it flung hundreds of others about like feathers.
 Walk-by- Night was dead. Black Wolf was dead. One Horn and Great Thunder were dead. The power of the