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
The command on the island had plenty to eat, such as it was. There was
horse and mule meat in abundance. They ate it raw, when they got hungry
enough. Water was plentiful. All they had to do was to dig the
rifle-pits a little deeper, and it came forth in great quantities. It
was weary waiting, but there was nothing else to do. They dared not
relax their vigilance a moment. The next night, the second, Forsyth
despatched two more scouts, fearing the first two might not have got
through, thus seeking to “make assurance double sure.” This pair was not
so successful as the first. They came back about three o’clock in the
morning, having been unable to pass the Indians, for every outlet was
heavily guarded.
The third day the Indian women and children were observed withdrawing
from the vicinity. This cheered the men greatly, as it was a sign that
the Indians intended to abandon the siege. The warriors still remained,
however, and any incautious exposure was a signal for a volley. That
night two more men were despatched with an urgent appeal, and these two
succeeded in getting through. They bore this message:
“Sept. 19, 1868.
To COLONEL BANKHEAD, or Commanding Officer,
Fort Wallace:
I sent you two messengers on the night of the 17th inst., informing
you of my critical condition. I tried to send two more last night,
but they did not succeed in passing the Indian pickets, and
returned. If the others have not arrived, then hasten at once to my
assistance. I have eight badly wounded and ten slightly wounded men
to take in.... Lieutenant Beecher is dead, and Acting Assistant
Surgeon Mooers probably cannot live the night out. He was hit in the
head Thursday, and has spoken but one rational word since. I am
wounded in two places—in the right thigh, and my left leg is broken
below the knee....
I am on a little island, and have still plenty of ammunition left.
We are living on mule and horse meat, and are entirely out of
rations. If it was not for so many wounded, I would come in, and
take the chances of whipping them if attacked. They are evidently
sick of their bargain.... I can hold out for six days longer if
absolutely necessary, but please lose no time.
P.S.—My surgeon having been mortally wounded, none of my wounded
have had their wounds dressed yet, so please bring out a surgeon
with you.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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