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ADVENTURES OF A SCOUT.
Interesting Stories of Indian Adventure by One of Custer's Sconts. [From the Chicago Times.] After the adjournment of the Military Court, yesterday, a Times reporter had quite an interesting talk with Fred. F. Girard, the scout, in regard to his ex perience among the Indians. Mr. Gir ard has spent 31 years among the North American savages, and has been the hero of many strange adventures. His passion for hunting and the wonderful stories he had heard in regard to the Indians attracted him to their territory when he was barely 16 years of age. He traded at Fort Clark 15 years, and then moved to Fort Berthold, where he acted as agent for Charles P. Choteau, Jr., & Co. Of late he has been in the employ of the Government as Indian interpre ter and scout, and was acting in that capacity with Gen. Custer's regiment at the time of the disastrous battle on the Little Big Horn. Mr. Girard has A FIND OF INDIAN STORIES of a hair-raising character. In the course of the conversation, yesterday, he related two or three which are wor thy of reproduction. One ran about as follows : " In the year 1857, when I was in Choteau's employ, I started with four other employees from St. Louis to Fort Clark. When we reached what is known as Square Buttes we came unex pectedly upon a large Indian camp of about 1,200 or 1,500 lodges. Among the chiefs were Sitting-Bull, Black Moon, Red Horn, Four Horns and Run ning Antelope. Our presence was de tected before we had any time to get out of the way, and I knew it would be use less to attempt to pass safely through the camp. Our only hope was to get among the most hostile tribe and be re garded in the light of guests. Just as we got inside the camp of Uncapapas, Running Antelope came out and shook hands with me. I knew him pretty well, having met him at Fort Berthold, and done him some little favors in the way of presents of tobacco, etc. He recognized the danger we were in, and he mounted our wagon and cried out in a loud tone, * This is a fine day to die'— an Indian idiom meaning he was ready to lay down his life for his friends. * Here are my friends,' he continued, * and if they die I die with them. Those who are my friends let them rally round - me. I want these whites to reach home in safety.' In a very short time from 700 to 1,200 Indians had rallied round RUNNING ANTELOPE, and as soon as he considered himself strong enough to protect us he gave the order to move forward. We started off, the women of the other tribes striving to incite the braves to destroy us. For a while there was no hostile demonstra tion, but when we had proceeded about three miles I noticed an equal number of redskins behind us. They rode up and mixed with Running Antelope's war riors. I heard the snapping of a flint lock behind me, and on looking round saw a savage-looking Indian trying to shoot me. Before his piece went off another Indian rode up and struck the fellow across the face with his bow. I can scarcely describe my sensations when I became aware that I was being made a target of. I think the hairs of my head rose up like those quills on the fretful porcupine which Booth occa sionally talks about. The blow that was dealt my immediate enemy decided at once who were our friends and who our foes. The Indians at once divided into two bodies and commenced a lively fight. We whipped up and rattled over the ground at lightning speed with an escort of 60 friendly Indians. When we had traveled three or four miles our es cort began ROBBING THE WAGON, until every article, except the box on which I was sitting, had disappeared. When we were within four miles of the fort, Four Horns rode up and ordered us to stop and make some coffee. I told him to look in the wagon and see if there was any thing with which to make coffee. " Well," he growled, " stop and let your horses graze." At this Running Antelope stepped up and urg ed that his brother ana himself should go back empty-handed in order that their people might see they had not saved the whites for the purpose of roo bing them. But Four Horns couldn't see it. He dismounted and went to the man who was riding my horse, caught him by the left foot and tumbled him off on the opposite side, saying : "Here, dog, my horse is good enough for you." e were then allowed to continue to the fort, and after shaking hands with us Running Antelope returned home. I was told afterward that a large number of Indians were slain in the fight, which was gotten up On our account. Mr. Girard then told of ANOTHER ADVENTURE he had on Dec. 24, 1863, when he was jf ?»•«. of Fon Berthold. TÊMiS ÂÏÂ E d £X their ,? m - ! •! wm '? quarters, : ing of t?e 2ÄbouT«X> Si™* 16 ^ thf fort, nndlur ^S.ouxp^ed nWe« 'i-; wn V and hls ®m- ; ^ J. ' , 1 , n number Their intention ■ overett tbat 11 *>ad been reinforced by 200 Assiniboines, and they changed their minds about fighting, rhey turned round, and on their way back resolved to capture the fort. Next morning one of Girard's men reported a large herd of buffaloes about two miles awa y- Girard ordered his horse to be saddled, and began to prepare for a dav pan g.asses found out that approaching the fort. rifles, Girard and about a dozen of the men started out to meet them. When a mile away from the fort and 600 or 700 yards from the Indians, they were flred upon, and for the first time became ; aware of the hostile intentions of the approaching savages. Girard's men had passed the deserted village, which was composed of dirt tepees. They noticed that Indians were going into the tepees with the intention of cut ting them off from the fort. Girard halooed to the men to RUN FOR THE FORT, and they started back, 70 to 80 Indians firing on them as they passed. They had barely time to get inside and close the gates of the fort, when the whole body of the Indians were in the village, which was within 30 yards of the stock ade The battle raged from 9 a. m. to 3 o'clock in the afternoon. About 75 tons of hay were set fire to, as well as a large number of the dirt tepees in the immediate vicinity of the fort. Under cover of the smoke a number of the Sioux came up to the block-house with fire-brands, which they thrust through the port-holes and endeavored to set fire to it by shaking the sparks on the : floor. At times the smoke was so dense that Girard and his men were compelled to fall on the floor to get a breath of air. They managed to keep the sav ages at bay, until the friendly Indians, 40 miles away attracted by the column of smoke, moved forward to their assist ance and scared off the Sioux. About 50 of the enemy were killed during the fight, but Girard's small force were un injured with the exception of one man who received a scratch on the nose from a flying splinter. Next day the friendly Indians returned to their win ter quarters, and every one of the em ployees deserted Girard, being afraid I that the Sioux would return and be a little more successful in their second at ' tempt to capture the fort. Girard stayed in the fort ALONE FOR TEN DAYS. Scarcely a day passed by without seeing some hostile Indians on the outside. Every night he went to the block-house and mounted two dummies, placing old United States muskets alongside of them. One morning on taking them down he found two arrows sticking in the breast of one of the dummies. Each morning after lighting the fires he would go on the block-house in differ ent dresses—sometimes rigged as a white man and then as an Indian, usiDg different colored blankets. Altogether he assumed 20 different characters, and probably succeeded in convincing the redkins that there were 20 or 30 men in side the dort who were prepared to de fend it to the death. Girard had deter mined to sell his life dearly in case he was attacked. He had arranged 25 kegs of gun-powder in a circle, knock i ed in the head of one, and piled all the merchandise on the top of the powder, it was his intention to wait until a good ly number of Sioux were inside and then sena them simultaneously to " kingdom come." There was, however, no need for the extreme measure. The friendly Indians learned that he was alone at the fort, and on the tenth day 40 of them came and took up their quarters with him and remained until the spring. His employees also came back and the blood thirsty Sioux gave up the idea of cap turing the fort. The reporter asked the plucky scout if he had ever come across SITTING-BULL. " Yes," was the reply. " I once had a hand-to-hand encounter with him. In the spring of 1864, a body of Sioux camped on the opposite side of the river, within a mile and a half of the fort. Sitting-Bull and a party of 12 came on a visit to the Berthold Indians, who were still in their winter quarters. They afterward came to the fort, and I told Sitting-Bull that I could only allow himself and a few of the principal men of the tribe to come inside and trade. He knew this regulation was customary when we were a little weak, and he made no objection. I further told him to go into the store and trade at our regular prices, and when he was through I would satisfy him by giving him any thing that he wanted, but I could not permit him to fix the price. He went into the store and got some Iroquois shells, which are largely used by the savages for purposes of ornamentation. He offered five buffalo-robes for them, but the price was ten, and the storeman would not accept his offer. Sitting-Bull came into my office and said he would not give more than five robes for the shells. I told him he could not have them for the price, and I took the shells away from him. I walked toward a bureau to put the articles away. Knowing the treacherous nature of the Sioux, I watched him over my shoulder He had his arms crossed "on the stock of a double-barreled gun, the muzzles of which were resting on the floor. As I i stepped away from him a : Und me ,ï en 1 » bells - ä .».i threw up the barrels of the gun, and the ^ a P 8 °t thumb - While I was doing this the second chief of the Rees, who was in the office, pull ed out his revolver and covered Sitting Boll, asking me in Indian, »What <fc thought a second ortwoand the friendly chief repeated his question, but I answered, "No." The newspaper man suggested that | »*_ • . -, -, . . <==> . - - ---- 1 îlr. Girard had missed a glorious op -1 nortnnirr nf nrMmo* fKo TTnîf-«*J i portunity of riddimr the Umted Static 1 a™, one ol lb dangerous one and thought if Sitting-Bull was killed out. He left shortly after this little ep isode, looking i.ny thing but pleased, and he sent me word by Bloody Knife that he had an arrow in his quiver ; which he would never use until he saw : ° I me again. I returned the compli ment by sending him word that I had a rifle which always told the truth when it spoke, and that when I saw him he would hear of it. This challenge re mained in force for two years, when Sit ting-Bull was desirious of visiting the Berthold Indians. He sent two run ners with a pipe of peace and asked me to smoke and terminate the feud. With this pipe he sent two fine American horses as a sort of inducement for us to smoke. At the solicitation of the chiefs of the Berthold Indians, I smoked the pipe, and gave the horses to the head chiefs at the fort. I sent word to Sit ting-Bull that as he came so would I re ceive him ; if empty-handed, so would I be, but if he had a bow and arrows, I „ .... would have my pistol. From that day j to this I have never had the pleasure of ; ÂiïÂiaJ ÄÜ5 : that he came to the village at dark and always returned to his camp before day FARM AND FIRESIDE. Scotch Short Bread.—1 pound flour, 4 pound butter, i pound sugar; cream the butter and sugar together and add the flour. Roll it half an inch thick and bake slowly. If the cake is preferred very sweet use 6 ounces sugar. _ Sponge Cake.—2 cupfuls of sugar and yelks of 4 eggs beaten to a cream ; ! pour on it | cupful of boiling water, ; whites of 4 eggs, 9 cupfuls of flour and ___________ oo _,___ r ___, __ _____ three heaping teaspoonfuls of baking powder the last thing ; lemon. soft and 3 of soda), stir in a little flour; butter W 6 a, d P °w? n iQ T al1 cakes; j sfrou h t tH bUt ' er and ® Ugar ° r Hard Ginger Cake.—2 tablespoon fuis of water, 3 of lard, 1 teaspoonful of ginger, 1 of saleratus. Put all these in to a cup and fill the cup with molasses ; ! to 3 cupfuls add 1 egg and just enough flour to roll: put in two long tins and put in two long mark across about every inch with a knife ; bake half an hour. Buckwheat Cakes.—M ix 1 gill of wheat flour with 1 quart of buckwheat 1 , ' * ar £® teaspoonful of salt, j then add gradually a scant quart of i warm water mixed with one gill of yeast. Let it rise all night, ana tr-en i in the morning add a quarter teaspoon ful of carbonate of soda and bake im- 1 mediately. Corn Bread. i ---------—---2 cups corn-meal, 1 cup flour, 2 eggs, 1 quart milk (if not sufficient add a little water) 1 good ta blespoon of butter, melted, tablespoon of sirup. Mix meal and flour together with a little salt, and about 5 teaspoon fuls of yeast powder. Mix well with the milk, add the eggs beaten, then the but ter, last the sirup. Should be a good thick batter. Grease your tin pans well ; 15 to 20 minutes to bake. Crullers.— 2 coffee cups sugar, 1 of sweet milk, 3 eggs, a heaping table spoon of butter, 3 teaspoons baking- j powder mixed with 6 cups of flour, 4 i nutmeg, a level teaspoon of cinnamon, B ®at eggs, sugar and butter together ; I add milk, spice and flour ; put another cup of flour on moulding-board, turn the dough out on it, and knead until stiff enough to roll out to a quarter-inch thick ; cut in squares, make 3 or 4 long incisions in each square: lift by taking alternate strips between the finger and thumb ; drop in hot lard and cook as doughnuts. Roulade of Beef.— Have the butcher cut you a round steak, one inch thick, which you must again cut with a very sharp knife into four thinner slices. Divide 1 pound sausage meat into 4 parts. Roll each part in 1 slice of the beef, and tie it tight with thread to pre vent the sausage meat from coming out. When your rolls, or roulades, are made, put on the fire a small porcelain lined __________ kettle in which is a small piece of but ter, 4 slices of pork, 2 carrots and 2 ■ onions. When the butter is melted, put ! in the roulades and let them brown, then add boiling water to hardly cover them; salt, pepper, 1 clove, and pars ley if you have it. Let the whole cook slowly for 3 hours. Before you dish, : take the fat off the gravy, and add a teaspoonful of dissolved corn-starch to thicken it. If there is not enough gravy, add a little more water, and let ; it boil up. ^ This is an economical and delicious dish. The Endurance of a Horse. IT ~ i tne Hayneville Examiner states that j a gentleman of North Lowndes came to : this city some weeks &eo While here - SL« ÄtaSrÄS, the horse ran off with it Darkness had set iQ ^ the gentleman looked in vain for his missing property. He went home and gave notice £f the escaoeand was much troubled at the failure to re ™er "e £ ™ and Vehicle!Tta they were found in the woods of Pinilaia Swamp, near the place of escape. The buggy had become fixed among the trees in such manner that the horse could not ; . . - --- i buggy had become fixed among the trees in such manner that the horse could not draw it, and there the unfortunate beast __ ^ ____^ « * . , . unfortnn ate beast «„ day,. Thön/h ejci.«£ Ä | scientific the horse was driven home without be buggy. We view vouched for on the contribution to the «'JIM SHANKS." A Story of the War. The boys used to say that you could not understand a man until you had tented with him at the front, and there was considerable weight to the saying, A comrade might be known as a jolly, ° f * good-hearted fellow at home, but his* whole nature would change in a week —I-------i ~j -- 1 ---.r----,---! when you had him where the real man hood and worth of a man came to the surface,or where a miserably mean spirit took the place of it and disgusted you with him. A comrade who shared'his last cracker, performed his fHÜ share of •amp and field work, stood by you in sickness and divided clothing with you in health—such a man was more to you than all the brothers at home, and if he lived to some out of the war has not been forgotten. The army is the place where a man can be meaner than dirt and uglier than a wolf and vet retain hig pl ^ the rankg> or he J an ^ a whi £> man ^ through and receive no reward except the grftitude of his te»H Now, I never saw a meaner private soldier or a more sulky and morose tent-mate than luck gave me in the win ter of 1864-'65. He came down to us in the fall a recruit having enlisted for the big bounty, and at that time the old vets who had faced shot and shell for sever al years had an edgewise feeling against these ''fresh fish," who had pocketed five »r six hundred dollars and came down to spend the winter in a warm hut. Some of the recruits realized this and by their good nature and pleasant ways soon banished the feeling so far as they were conoerned. Others were nettled _______________ ____ _ _ ___ _________ and indignant and were not inclined that the old vets should get relieved of ^riate.^ He was dogged anl sulfentom the first . and we hadn't known each other two hours before we had a quar re l. Next day we fought again, and after that we did not exchange a word * or three weeks. When I saw how ™®an he was and found that kind words, kind wishes and a friendly interest would not touch him I let him alone as far as I could and contented myself with knowing that every member of Company ( 'E" hated him as much as I did. One night a band of twenty-five men moved ont of our camp for a scout across the Loudon Valley, then held byMosby, and luck placed Jim Shanks Alongside of me. He was selected by accident, it being the intention to take a better man, but he was there inst. the aeme aï lent but ke was there just the same silent, sullen and ready to elbow or bayonet any one who accidentally brushed him. That night as we filed along the muddy highway, speaking only in whispers, I saw Jim in front of me and I whispered to myself: " Jim Shanks, if you don't get killed down here you'll be hung for murder before you are out of the army a year !" Just in the gray of the morning, and when within a mile of Union Town,Jim Shanks and myself were sent forward to reconnoitre. I would have sooner gone alone and ten times sooner had the company of any one else, but luck de cided it. We said not a word. I watch ed Jim and saw that he was as cool as an old soldier. He knew as well as l did that we were advancing on Mosby's headquarters, but he stepped out boldly and with no change in his demeanor. When we had nearly reached the church standing on the hill above the town and facing the road leading away to Leesburg, I halted, knowing that a picket post must be near. I had not ex changed a word with Jim for days, but now I whispered to him that we must proceed with caution. ''If you are tired sit down in the mud," he growled, striding along, and after a minute I followed him, both of us walk ing on the side of the highway. I knew we would soon strike the picket but it was either follow Jim or turn back. Suddenly and without a word five or six men rose up in our path. I had barely discerned them when one seized my carbine and another tripped me down wbile a third growled out : " If y° u make any fuss you'll get a bullet mighty quick." I didn't propose to make any fuss but Jim Shanks did. The two men who grabbed at him were brushed off like flies, and whirling his carbine around bis head he cleared a path for himself and was lost in the darkness. More than a dozen shots were fired after him, and being intercepted on his retreat down the road he made for the church on the hill. Before he reached it there were a score of enemies about him, and the reports of the carbines sounded more Use a brisk skirmish than a con flict with a single soldier, and a raw re emit at that. I think he meant to net - - * up uu neanne toe row there mi been B ' _______get into the church, though he could not have told whether it was a church or other building in the darkness. Failing to get in he found a retreat under the front steps and in the darkness the Con federates believed that he had escaped altogether. They, however, threw a fine of videttes across roads and fields, and it would not have been possible for Jim Shanks to regain the road by which he had come. Had the rest of the command moved up on hearing tbe row there mif 1 '* i.-—« been a show to release both o' they did not . U1U uul ... uiuicu ght have f us, but they did not come. By the time the sol 5Ä the Potomac. ' ' I was retained at the picket post be 11QP AfnaVvTr'o linntnnnnl nr»/, ik«». « cause Mosby's lieutenant*was there,and because he hoped to bribe or frighten see the result of Jim Shanks's work single-handed and alone broke away he disabled one , blow from his carbine. IajJ Ruled one and wounded Wounded and dead were bÄ picket post and I saw them? them. j ™en were terribly incensed, , * ear °* an attack by ! whose st.renorl h strength they did not ohm believe they would have hnn»2j their first rage. , _ „ . tt was the guerilla ohiefuin 1 in ! i0 , beautiful valley. R e ; ® nn £ forage and hurrying j 8 . mes ; ma ny tiro robbed of their last-horse and ear corn. In three days T°, bave been out of the tirely. • tbe urst signs of i ^ en the old church on the kill it*** j pardly visible through the grayk J I« came a bullet which l through and through and dead in his tracks. It was m ' bme of Jim Shanks. Hiding & fiJjjÄESJ® bunted out and captured, citement in an instant, aL_ , m 8 location was betrayed ! ÎPf scattered and formed a ~he "t® of this line ' the steps and was as rapid as û to a line of battle. Thefiti begun when one of theskir - , ------ awa 7 a stump with a bulletia bead. In three minutes anotteri \ ®bct through the chest. Ji® bad forty rounds of amonitioiui " re d slowly and with precirioa. le s . ee 8 Pbnters fly from the step « Lme a ball struck.and I knewtk» .. 11 knew tin ^ bullets were drivingjigbtljjJ | tHe boards. For a long A reinforcement of about iOagJ men finally came up and hitchgri horses under cover of the hifli^i ] took the skirmish line. Just uàt ing began anew Jim Shanks «p - left his cover and ran for tbs k down the road. Every skiralspf ï nQSt ^ ave b«*»g 1 bullets hred at the runaiagM tbe next minute. I saw themiigi ' the earih all around him them sent his cap sailing into Ik As he got in line with the ha " slackened while the men a and rushed forward. Jim hurry. Resting his carbini oqjr die he wounded another of kii and it seemed a full minuSi mounted and rode off towiri* burg. There was a rush and away they galloped firing as they rode. The strange luek that stood H i Shanks in his fight might haw M 8 him to escape had he selected « horse. After a gallop of half s he found his pursuers ' trying to get into the fell, rolled ov over the poor fellow, t pursuers found him dead i' rode up. His clothing was died with bullets, and yet not been scratched. The were as full of holes as a c about the same distance Jim was not wounded, obstinate and dogged as a he had the courage of a Hon gallantry of a knight, and the! last grave ever dug for a Union by Mosby's men was hollowed <i recruit who had never been at thtl — M. Quad, in Detroit Free Prm. Do fin Turkish Writing. Owing mainly to the soaroityd ed books—though the supply ia 1 is now much larger than it waif ago—this particular art of t of the most important bran throughout the East. Its greatly complicated by the varieties of penmanship in these there are-no fewer than called the nessik, which is the all, and which is employed transcribing the Koran and sacred books ; the soutut, whi in inscriptions for the interior oft and the facades of gates, fountai pitals, and other public building!J dewani, employed for firmans taA f er official documents; the rik'it,r" rent hand of ordinary cor the talik, or Persian cfc used in legal documents, and tiMV . j which is peculiar to the Ministry <*J ! nance, and its provincial ments. These various (tyles |B|i as distinct as so many different i of shorthand, and it often enot" i pens, therefore, that even an ' Turk, who can write, it may bfrv three of them, is as much at na* i others as a practitioner of_** would be with a page of " " ' kiatib, therefore, who can ; write the whole is, not unfairly, ered accomplished .—FraterH i zine. - * •* ' ~ —One awful cold night two of the coldest nights e j a hunter named Hoaxing builts>J i big fire in his log cabin to k * j an' he kept a piling on the his shanty was all ablaze* an^flR few nersons livin' round there »** i light an' run to his assistance, »w 1 .j»>ein< in the mi<W<* i few persons livin' roun< ] light an' run to his assist— . . Hosking a-settin' in the mw»® flames a-shiverin' an' vrab«* , hands as though he couldB , t( 1 ÏÏÊTX toÄTtÄfi» ting on a big hickory log, ■ death.— Minnesota's Eli Perkins _____ ». — sMé 1 '**' ; ^ 1 —-— , tr ■ A Chicago paper says that *». : caused a good deal of trouble in