Narrative of My Captivity Among the Sioux IndiansKelly, Fanny
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Narrative of My Captivity Among the Sioux Indians
Kelly, Fanny
Dakota Indians -- History; Dakota Indians -- Wars -- 1862-1865; Indian captivities -- West (U.S.); Kelly, Fanny, 1845-1904
The number and utility of these faithful dogs is sometimes astonishing,
as they count hundreds, each bearing a portion of the general household
goods. Two poles, about ten or twelve feet long, are attached to the
shoulders of a dog, leaving one end of each dragging upon the ground.
On these poles a small burden is carried, and with it the faithful
canine jogs along, looking neither to the right nor to the left, but
apparently intent upon reaching the end of his journey. These faithful
creatures are under the charge of women and children, and their pace
is occasionally encouraged with admonitions in the form of vigorous
and zealous use of whips applied to their limbs and sides. It was
quite painful to me to see these poor animals, thus taken from their
natural avocation, and forced to a slavish life of labor, and compelled
to travel along with their burdens; yet, when this change has been
made, they become worthless as hunters, or watchers, and even for the
purpose of barking, being reduced, instead, to beasts of burden. It was
not uncommon to see a great wolfish-looking dog moodily jogging along
with a lot of cooking utensils on one side, and on the other a crying
papoose for a balance, while his sulking companion toils on, supporting
upon his back a quarter of antelope or elk, and is followed by an old
woman, or some children, who keep at bay all refractory dogs who run
loose, occasionally showing their superiority by snapping and snarling
at their more unfortunate companions.
This train was immensely large, nearly the whole Sioux nation having
concentrated there for the purpose of war. The chief’s sisters brought
me a horse saddled, told me to mount, and accompany the already
moving column, that seemed to be spreading far over the hills to the
northward. We toiled on all day. Late in the afternoon we arrived
at the ground of encampment, and rested for further orders from the
warriors, who had gone to battle and would join us there.
I had no means of informing myself at that time with whom the war was
raging, but afterward learned that General Sully’s army was pursuing
the Sioux, and that the engagement was with his men.
In three days the Indians returned to camp, and entered on a course
of feasting and rejoicing, that caused me to believe that they had
suffered very little loss in the affray.
They passed their day of rest in this sort of entertainment; and here I
first saw the scalp dance, which ceremonial did not increase my respect
or confidence in the tender mercies of my captors.
This performance is only gone through at night and by the light of
torches, consequently its terrible characteristics are heightened by
the fantastic gleams of the lighted brands.
The women, too, took part in the dance, and I was forced to mingle
in the fearful festivity, painted and dressed for the occasion, and
holding a staff from the top of which hung several scalps.
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