New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-08-11
THRILLING STORY OF INDIAN
FIGHT
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FIGHT
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We cot new mounts and started to the
cabins we had left on the Cottonwood
the day before. We never reached
them. We found the mutilated remains
of the Bluem family upon little rise OF
land and this told the grim story OF the
attack upon the cabins. They had
evidently started for New Ulm and had
been overtaken. Only one young son,
Johnnie, had escaped the fate OF his
family. Hidden in the tall grass OF the
slough nearby he had witnessed the
murder of his entire family. The bodies
were mutilated and each bore the
terrible "Sioux Mark on it's throat.
Others of the party had escaped by
hiding in the> slough and finally made
their way to New Ulm.
'There was no need of going farther
and we prepared to return to the town.
Near where the Bluem family was found,
we came across the harness the Indians
had stripped from the horses. The
wagon was nearby. There was no
wagon box but the running gears were
covered by long plank such as lumber
men use. Carroll and were so tired of
riding by this time that we hitched our
horses to the wagon and started to ride
back. On all sides as far as the eye
could reach we could see the smoke OF
ruined homes that told OF the ravages
of the Sioux. As we were returning,
hard thunderstorm came up and drenched
us to the skin. Late in the afternoon we
approached New Ulm. l had left the
wagon and was walking on ahead in an
endeavor to get warm. Slightly ahead
of me George Lamb and William Tuttle
were walking. Suddenly we noticed a
horse man in the valley below. We
were puzzled to know whether the rider
was friend or foe. The question seemed
settled when he called to us: 'Conne on
boys, it's all right"
Eve rode on and into the Indians
trap. Suddenly, on all sides, they arose
and closed in on us. An exciting running
fight followed. Carroll came galloping
up with the wagon and as he passed l
caught on behind. My gun became en-
tangled in the rear wheels and was torn
from my hands. An instant later
Carroll was shot and the driverless horses
continued at sharp gallop. Phil Kirby
was thrown from the wagon when it hit
a log just as he was shooting at the
Indians. He caught the reach Of the
wagon and held on. Three times the
Indians turned the team away from the
town but each time the horses veered
back with almost human intelligence and
finally succeeded in running the gaunt-
let. Just as they pulled up in front of the
Dakota House the reins became entangled
in the wheels and brot the team to
stop. Had this happened on the open
prairie, it would have meant the death
of the entire party. Nine of the sixteen
lost their lives as it was.
Fl rushed into the store across from
the hotel and was at once surrounded by
the women who eagerly asked for news
of their loved ones. Where is Amp
demanded Mrs. Ambrose LOOMS. I
hadn't the courage to tell her that had
seen the poor fellow shot dead at my
side in the fight so tried to calm her by
saying that he would be in soon. Some
thing in my look gave my words the lie
for after looking in my face intently for
a minute she screamed, Ambrose is
dead, can see it in your face" l at
once left this heart breaking scene and
reported for duty to Judge Flandreau.
"Flandreau ordered me to the top of
the store across from the hotel to pick
off Indians at long range. My eyes we're
keener then than they are now and l
was good long range shot. told the
Colonel that had no gun and he ordered
me to find one. I finally found man
hiding among the women in the store with
a gun that seemed suited to my use. It
was peculiar make, such as have never
seen since. Evidently of foreign make,
it had two barrels, one below the other.
He refused to hand over the gun and
reported to the judge to that effect.