The Monte Vista journal., 1915-03-20

from the lHulhnS Win uuuHtllN OF
dried fruits and jcrked meat Gen.
Crook ordered the ponies killed for
meat and there was rush for the
Quartermaster's camp where the
ponies had been herded by the
guard and the ponies were. killed
and issued to the troops who de-
clared that 1t was the finest meat
they had ever eaten and | still re-
member that after the supplies did
reach us with beef on foot from the
Black Hills, the boys were given
We took pony for ours as long as
they lasted
The death of Frank White or Buff
falo Chips, Sept. Sth, 1876, at
Slim Buttcs.
When our troops caught up with
the expedition they were trying to
dislodge couple of wounded Indi-
ans who had got trapped down in a
deep gully or ravine and were shoot
ing our troops whenever one dared
go near the banks of the ravine. Sew
eral of the boys were knocked over;
Serg't Glass of the Goth being among
the number. Frank White then un-
dertook to locate the Indians who
were holding the troops back, but
the moment he stuck his head over
the bank he got shot in the fore
head and dropped back dead Capt.
Jack Crawford tthe Poet Scout who
was close by heard poor Frank say,
Il am done for
Now at this point came the brave
and daring deed of Little Humppy"
he jumped over the bank and down
the side of the ravine like a flash,
startling the Indians in the hole"
as well as the troops on each bank;
grabbed an Indian. which turned
out afterwards to be Roman Nose,
killed him with his knife, scalped
him and before the other Indian
could recover from his surprise, to
take shot at him, "Humpy'' was
zigzagging his way to the top, shak-
ing his trophy in the air in triumph.
Then it was known for the first time
that there was more than one
wounded Indian down in the hole.
One of them gave death yell' to
deceive the troops. and Immediately
we began to flock to each bank,
when bang. bang, went two shots
and two more of our boys fell. We
scattered back and for while quiet
| prevailed. 1t was hoped that all
was finally over when all of a sud
den squaw was seen to emerge
over the bank, holding up her hands
IN token of surrender. Frank Ger
ard our Indian Scout and interpret
er, asked her about the other In
dians. She said in her savage way
that they were out of ammunition and
they wanted to surrender When
Lieut.. Clark told her to go back and
tell them they might surrender, she
made out to do so, but quick as
| Hash she pulled out wicked look
| ing knife and attempted to stab
| Clark. But quick as she was Frank
Gerard was the quicker and she was
| disarmed instantly. There were so
rifles aimed at her, but the Adjutant
bravely stepped in front of her and
drawing his revolver threatening to
shoot any one who fired at her. She
was released and escorted down the
bank. part of the way, to inform
the only remaining Indian that he
might surrender, which he did He
was kept prisoner until our return
to old Red Cloud agency. now called
Camp Robinson, where night after
night the mournful sounds of the
| dead songs" for a month after was
kept up by the relatives and partic-
ular bands of those who were left of
Roman Noses and American Horses
| bands.
Chapter Three
The closing scene is of an old
California Joe" The last
night we camped out before reach
ing Red Cloud, California Joe"
stopped for about an hour at our
camp fire and told of several brushes
he had had with different bands of
Indians while hunting and trapping,
He bid us good night and retired to
l., T..