Indian Fights and Fighters: The Soldier and the SiouxBrady, Cyrus Townsend
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Indian Fights and Fighters: The Soldier and the Sioux
Brady, Cyrus Townsend
Dakota Indians -- Wars; Indians of North America -- Wars -- 1866-1895
To those of us who were near him it seemed that Custer was chafing
at the apparent slowness of our advance, as he would at times dash
ahead of the column and then rein in and await our approach and
again off he would go. Just about this time we discovered a huge
dust cloud moving down the river valley, but could not determine the
nature of it. As soon as this was discovered Custer rode over toward
the river accompanied only by his orderly trumpeter, and stopped for
a moment on the top of a high pinnacle, where we saw him wave his
hat, apparently in salutation to some one in the distance, and then
come dashing back toward the head of the column which was headed by
Capt. Keogh and “I” Troop, veterans of a dozen fights. With his eyes
snapping in his excitement, Custer rode up to Keogh and said,
somewhat excitedly:
“Keogh, those Indians are running. If we can keep them at it we can
afford to sacrifice half the horses in the command.”
Calmly as though on dress parade, Keogh turned in his saddle and
looked back at the long line of eager, bronzed, bearded faces, and
turned to Custer with the remark:
“General, we will do all that man and horse can do.”
A moment later the bugles blared out the charge, the first bugle
note we had heard since leaving the Rosebud, and away we thundered
northward down the river, two or three times seeking to find a place
where we could work down into the valley below us, but without
success.
After perhaps the third unsuccessful trial, Gen. Custer talked
hurriedly with Capt. Cook for a moment, and Cook pulled out his pad
and dashed off a line or two, which he folded up, at the same time
calling for an orderly. I happened to be the first one to reach him,
and he handed me the paper with the order.
“Deliver that to Maj. Reno, remain with him until we effect a
junction, then report to me at once,” and he was gone.
An instant later the rear of the column dashed past me and was lost
to sight in the ravines. For an instant I looked after them, and
then realizing that I was in a dangerous country and alone, I lost
no time in heading in the direction of Reno’s command, which I was
able to locate by the dust cloud that hovered over them.
Fortunately, I was not molested to any great extent. A few
long-range shots were fired at me, which only served to accelerate
my speed and materially added to my desire to be among friends.
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