The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1914-03-19


emeralds, and all surrounded by
magnificent walls, soldiers marching
WITH Furnished spears and armor.
There would arise at times owe
all faint ethereal golden mist as i
from smooth sea, shining upon the
towers and palaces with brilllance
so great as to dazzle the eyes,
more gorgeous picture than could be
painted by any artist of the present
or by any of the old masters. The
picture as it has presented itself t.
me still retain in good recollection
in its Undesirable magnifcenCe
At other times the scenes would
change entirely, and instead of great
cities there would be mountains,
rivers, seas, lakes and ships or sol.
diers and armies engaged in actual
conflit.
With the trail of the plough fol.
lowed by immigration and civilization
the wonderful mirage is q thing Of
the past.
An incident of redskin treachery
isthus ,eat j:
In 1905, the fall before Fort
Dodge was established, on the bluffs
where you first ger a sight of the
Arkansas on the dry route from Fort
Larned; a little Mexican train of ten
or twelve wagons loaded with corn,
groceries and other goods, many
sacks of flour, together with feather
bed or two, camped one day to get
dinner. Soon after they had cor
rallied a band of Indians rode up with
their customary 'Hov-how, heap
hungry! and wanted some chuck
away.
" After gorging themselves and
after they had sat around the small
fire of buffalo chips; SIN liking, they
arose, shook hands all around,
mounted their ponies, and as they
arrived at the rear of the corral, sud-
denly turned and killed every one
of the MexiCans, excepting the day
herder, who had started off in ad-
vance to his animals that were
quietly grazing the grassy bottoms.
ihe moment le heard the firing he
lit out mighty lively for Fort Lyon,
closely followed by the red devils,
but he managed to escape -
LITTLE JOKE ON A REDsKIN.
And here is the sort of thing one
white man thought 10 be good joke
on a savage:
Peacock kept whisky ranch on
Cow Creek. He and Satank, the
great war chief of the Kiowas, were
great friends and'chums, as Pea
cock knew the sign language we'll.
He had quite large ranch and trad
ed with the Indians and, of course,
supplied them with whisky. In
the soldiers were always
after him. Satank was his conf
Dental friend and lookout. He had
to cache his whisky and hide it in
every conceivable manner, So that
the troops would not find it. In fact
he dreaded the incursions of the
soldiers much more tn IN he did the
indians.
'One day Satank said to him:
Peacock, write me a nice letter
hat | can show to the wagon bosses
and ger all the chuck want. Tell
hem | am the great war chief of |
he kowas and ask them to give
ne the very best in the shop"
Peacock said, "All right, Sa-
:ank, and sat down and penned |
his episte:: This is Satank, the
biggest liar. beggar and thief on the
plains. What he can't beg of you
ne will steal Kick him out of YOUR
camp, as he is lazy, -for..,oth-
ng INDIAN
Satank presented his letter
se> eral times to passing trains and, |
If course, got very cool reception,
)r rather a warm one. y One wagon
boss black snaked him., after which
|ndlgnlty he sought friend and said
u nun. LOOK mere, Peacock prOmlS-
ed to write me good letter, but |
don't understard it. Every time |
present it the wagon boss gives me
the devil. Read it and tell me Jus,
what it says" His friend did so,
it literally.
All right" Said Satank and the
next morning at daylight he took
some OF his braves and rode to Pea
cocks ranch He called to Peacock,
Get up, the soldiers are coming"
The summons was quickly obeved.
Selling his field glass, Peacock ran
to the of his lookout, and tina instant
he appeared Satank shot him full OF
holes, exclah hing as he did so
Goodby, Mr.. Peocock. Iguess you
won't write any more letters"
MENCANS CAME OFT ALIVE