The Sun. — 1849-09-06 (London, England)

LONDON, THUNSDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 0, 1849.  AUSTRI A.  They appeared dejected. The faces of moat of them were covered with their blankets, as they sat in two roes with their letn is resting upon their knets. From ti.e room 1 ,:nt wiLh them to the place which ie was said to have been their judgment-seat, but which proved to be their place of execution. I have little doubt that the innocent suffered in this case as well as the guilty. But I will make no comments; every one has a right to his opinion. The war party, early the next day, with few exceptions, left and took up their quarters on the other side of the river, intending to move off over the Rocky Mountains. At the time this tragedy was being performed, Mrs. Wiinmer represents the Indians who have been encamped in the village as being in a dreadful state of alarm. She states that they ran to her, and begged her to save them, us they feared that they were all to meet with the same fate. That evening they were gathered around their fires, crying like so many children ; but before the sun shone upon this valley they had departed, and now not one of them is to be seen here, neither has there been since this sad catastrophe. • • • Since the above was written, a man has just come in, who gave information of a person, by the name of Jack Doyle, having been murdered, about six miles from here, on Weaver's Creek. He was one of a party of fifteen that was engaged in the dry diggings near the Creek, who strolled out from the camp, without arms, after breakfast, and when dinner-time came, he not making his appearance, some of bis comrades went out in search of him, and found his body in the creek, his skull stove in, and his person much mutilated. There was a stone lying on the shore, not far off, covered with blood and hair, with which the murder had been committed, and around which, from the appearance of the sand, there had been a severe scuffle. Captain Shannon, who keeps his store at this place, took his horse and went out to examine the body, and reports that it was done by the Indians, whose tracks betrayed them. This night a large party of about 40 or 50 men have gone out in search of Indians, and it matters not whether they murdered Doyle or not, death will be the doom of every one who comes within reach of their rifles or their knives. The war of extermination has commenced, and thousands of these miserable wretches, who are very little above the monkey tribe, will not satisfy the whites for the loss of one of their number. I have studied the physiognomy of the natives of these mountains, and say with truth and sincerity that I never saw worse countenances than they possess. Even those who, have most befriended them have always acknowledged that they were all thieves. The race about here have been denominated Diggers, as some say from their digging in the earth fer grub-worms, which they eat with much gusto. Others say, it is from their custom in case of sickness, of digging pits in the earth, close to the edges of some river, in which they put hot stones ; then, after throwing water on the stones, cause themselves to be shut up until they are in a violent perspiration, when they plunge into the river. People here are of opinion that it is the cause of so many being afflicted with a cough. Certain it is that a great many suffer from bronchitis, or pulmonary complaints.—New York Tribune.