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' vr -, j 6 THE PERRYSBURG JOURNAL, FRIDAY, AUGUST 13, 19.09. f I I I COPYRIGHT, I9Q9 Br W. A. PATTEE JON II P AiJ$tk 1 w ASIIINGTON. A litho graph that has survived the attacks of time sliows Gen. Nelson A. Miles and Col. AV. F. Cody mounted on spir ited horses and over looking from a bluff tho last great camp of tho Sioux Indians when com ing in from tho warpath. Tho Sioux surrendered to Gen. Miles in Janu ary, 1891, but they came very near, a few days after tho surrender, to the point of breaking away once more. Tho stoiy of It Is this: Gray dawn was breaking at tho Pine Ridge agency when an Indian runner broke headlong into the vil lage of tho surrendered Sioux. Ho stopped at tho tepees of tho prin cipal warriors long enough to shout a message, and then leaving tho camp where its end rested against an abrupt hllf, ho made his way with a plainsman'B stealth to the group of agency buildings, circling which and extending beyond, crowning rldgo after ridge, wero the white Sibley tents of the soldiers. Breakfast was forgotten in tho troubled camp of the Sioux. Tho chiefs and tho greater braves rushed to quick council and tho lesser war riors, the squaws and tho children stood waiting with dogged patience in tho village streets. The council was over. An old chief shouted a word of command that was caught up and passed quickly to the farthest outlying tepee. An army might have learned a lesson from that which followed the short, sharp order. Mounted men shot out from the village and as fast as fleet-footed lionlcs, pressed to their utmost, could accomplish the distances every out lying ridge was topped with the fig ure of rider and horse, silhouetted against the morning sky. Every sentinel warrior had his eyes on the camps of tho white soldiery Sud denly from the cast of tho agency, whore lay the Sixth cnvalry, thore camo a trumpet call that swelled and swelled and ended in one ringing note that sang in and out of the valleys and then subdued to softness, floated on to bo lost in the piairio wilderness beyond. Tho motionless ilgure of one of the hilltop sen tinels was moved to instant life. A signal ran from ridge to ridge, finally to be passed down ward into the camp of tho waiting Sioux, who sprang Into action at its coming. The pony herds of the Sioux wero grazing on the hills to tho west, unrestrained of their freedom by lariat or herdsman. In number they nearly equaled tho peoplo of the village, a few ponies for emer gency use only having been kept within the cainp. Upon the ponies in tho vljlngo jumped waiting warriors, who broke out of the shelter of tho tepees for tho hills whore1 tho herds wero foraging on tho snow-covered bunch grass. It seemed but a passing moment bcforo every pony in that great grazing herd was headed for tho village. The anlmalB wero as obedient to tho word of command as is a bravo to tho word of Ills chief. During the gathering of tho ponies the women of tho camp had slung their papooses to their backs, had collected tho camp utensils and wero standing ready to striko tho tepees, whllo tho braves, blanketed and with rifles in their hands, had thrown themselves between tho village and the camps of the soldlors of Gen. Miles. The Sioux, who had surrendered less than a week before, wore preparing to stampede from tho agency and to make necessary the repeating of a campaign that had lasted for months. Tho Indian runner had brought word that Great Chief Miles had ordered his soldiers to arms early in tho morning and that the surrendered Sioux were to be massucrcd to tho last mau, woman acd child. Tho medicine men hnd told tho Indians that tUtu was to bo their fnto and tho runner's word found ready belief. Miles sent a courier with a reassuring message to tho chiefs, but they would not believe. Tho braves prepared to kill beforo they wero killed and everything was in readluoss for tho flight of tho squaws and papooses, whllo tho war rlois, following, should fight tho soldiers lusting for the Sioux blood. Gen, Miles had planned a jovlew of tho forces in the field as a last act of tho campaign, and it -was tho order for tho gathoilng and tho march ing that had boon taken as an order of musaacro by tho suspicious Sioux. " "-'''"l 36T ! '& - fc IE Trumpet and bu gle calls of "boots and saddles" and "assembly" b u r dened the air. The troopers and "dough boys" had fallen in, 5,000 strong. The column started west with flags and gui dons fluttering. The head of the com mand, the greatest that had been gath ered together up to that time since ho days of the civil war, reached' tho bluff above the Sioux village. A shout would have started the stam pede of the savages; a shot would havo been tho signal for a volley from the warriors lying be tween the white col umn and tho vil lage. The soldiers passed on and the review began, but out on tho hills tho Indian sentinels still stood, and between the marching whites and the village wero tho long lines of braves still sus picious and still ready to give their lives for the women and children in the heart of tho valloy. What a review was that on the snow-covered South Dakota plains that January morning 15 years ago! Gen. Miles on his great black horse watched tho 5,000 soldiers pass, soldiers that had stood the burden of battle and tho hardships of a winter's campaign and had checked one ol the greatest Indian uprisings of history. Tho First infantry, led by Col. Shafter, who aft erward was in command in front of Santiago, waa there that day. Guy V. Henry, now lying in peace ful Arlington cemetery, rode at the head of his black troopers, tho "buffalo soldiers" of the Sioux. Capt Allen W. Capron was there with the battery that afterward opened the battle at Santiago. Tho Soventh cavalry was there, two of its troops, B and K, having baroly enough men left in the ranks to form a platoon. I These two troops had borno tho brunt of the fighting at Wounded Kneo a month beforo when 90 men of tho Seventh foil killed or wounded be fore tho bullets of tho Sioux. When tho two troops with their attenuated ranks rodo by, tho reviewing general removed his cap, an honor oth erwise paid only to the colors of his country. Tho column filed past, broko into regiments, then into troops and companies, and tho word of dismissal was given. Tho Indian sentinels on tho lldges, signaled tho camp in tho valley. In anoth er minutoMlhero waB a Btampode, but it was only that of tho thousands of Sioux ponies turned looso and eager to get back to their breakfast of bunch grass on the prairies. Two Striko, tho Sioux, watched tho review that day. Old Two Striko was one or tho warriors who went out with a following of bravos on tho warpath tho month previous. Two Striko woro no ghost shirt. Ho was above such suporstition, oven though ho took no pains to urgo his com rades to follow his shirtless example. Two Striko was glad of tho crazo that had brought war, for ho hated tho whites harder than ho hated anything on oarth except Ujo Pawnees, tho horedltnry onomy of his peoplo. Two Striko know in his soul that tho buffalo were not coining back as tho medicine raon hnd declared, and that no Messiah was to bo raised to load his people against tho phlo facoB to wipe them from off tho faco of tho contlnont. What ho did know was that he was to havo ono moro chanco to striko at tho oncroachoro on tho lands of his peoplo bo- fore the enfeeblements of old age took tho strength from his arm. Two Strike was a great warrior. He had fought on many a field and he had won his namo from the overcoming of two warrior foes who had at tacked him when ho was alono on the prairie. Single handed he had fought and killed them and "Two Strike" he had been from that day. He was the leader in the last battle which took place be tween hostile bands of savages on the plains of America. For years without number tho two na tions, the Sioux and tho Pawnees, had hated each other. In one of Cooper's novels Hard Heart, a Paw nee, taunts a Sioux thus: "Since waters ran and trees grew, the Sioux has found tho Pawneo on hi3 warpath." Tho fight in which Two Strike was tho leader of tho Sioux was fought against tho Pawnees on the banks of a little stream known as "The Frenchman," in Nebraska in the year 1874. In the valley of the Platte river the buffalo wero plenty, but tho Pawnees had said that tho Sioux should not hunt there and they defied them to come. "The Pawneo dogs called the Sioux wom en," said the story-teller and old Two Strike sneered. It was when the grass was at its best that the Sioux started for the country of tho Pawnee. The teller of the tale made no secret of tho intention of the Sioux to exterminate tho Pawnees, sparing neither women nor children if tho chance for their killing presented itself. Two Strike and his Sioux reached the edgo of the buffalo country and there they waited oppor tunity. They did not have to wait long. Runners told them that tho Pawnees in full strength had started on n great hunting expedition led by Sky Chief, a noted warrior. When the name of Sky Chief fell from the lips of the interpreter old Two Striko smiled and closed his fist. The Sioux left their encampment and strr k into the heart of the hunting country. There a scout told them that tho enemy was encamped in a prairie gulch and that their women and children were with them to care for the hides and for tho drying of tho meat of the buffalo. Two Striko led his men by "a way around," as the interpreter put it, coming finally to a point less than half a sun's distance from the camp in tho valley. The Sioux struck a small herd of buf falo and thoy goaded tho animals before them right up to the mouth of tho gulch. When the buffalo were headed straight into tho valley the Sioux pricked the hindmost with nrrows and tho herd went headlong toward tho encampment of tho Pawnees, who "wero foolish men" and did not watch for an enemy. When the Pawnees saw the buffalo thoy mount ed their ponies and followed them out through the far end of tho valley to tho lovel plain, leaving the women and children behind. Then tho Sioux went in to the slaughter, spar lng neither infancy nor ago, nnd they had almost ended the killing when tho Pawneo braves re turned. Then followed tho last great brittle which has boon fought on the plains between tribes of red men. The story-teller in tho tepee nt Pino Rldgo did not say so, but it is known from tho account of a whlto man, Adabel Bills, who know tho cir cumstances, that tho Pawnees fought that day as thoy had always fought, bravely and to tho death. Sky Chief, tho Pawneo, rodo out in front of his men, shook his band and called out .that Two Striko, tho Dakota, was n coward. Then Two Strike called back that tho Pawneo was a dog's wholp and ho rode out, armed with his knife, which was tho only weapon Sky Chlof hold. Tho two leadors mot nnd fought. They dis mounted, turned their ponies looso nnd grappled. Tho story-toller lingered not on tho details of tho ilgM. IIo said simply, "tho Pawnoeo heard Sky Chief's death cry." T Tho talo ended. Two Striko rose, bared his right arm, drove his hand downward and then upward, and sinilod. Practical Fashions GIRLS' AND CHILD'8 APRON. .itJ-aMy' Paris Pattern No. 2957, All Seams Allowed. Mado up in sheer whlto nainsook, batiste, thin cambric or Per sian lawn, this is a charmingly sim ple little model. It is equally adapt ablo to linen, gingham, Indian-head cotton or duck. 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