The Border and the Buffalo: An Untold Story of the Southwest Plains: The Bloody Border of Missouri and Kansas. The Story of the Slaughter of the Buffalo. Westward among the Big Game and Wild Tribes. A Story of Mountain and PlainCook, John R.
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The Border and the Buffalo: An Untold Story of the Southwest Plains: The Bloody Border of Missouri and Kansas. The Story of the Slaughter of the Buffalo. Westward among the Big Game and Wild Tribes. A Story of Mountain and Plain
Cook, John R.
American bison hunting -- Southwest, New -- History -- 19th century; Cook, John R., 1844-1917; Frontier and pioneer life -- Kansas; Frontier and pioneer life -- Southwest, New; Indians of North America -- Wars -- 1866-1895; Kansas -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865; Pioneers -- Kansas -- Biography;
They started up the river. I rode out of the timber and brush that
skirted the river and headed straight across the prairie for the
trading-post.
When a little less than a mile from the place I came in sight of it and
noticed a large crowd of men outside the store. I put my horse in a
lope, galloped up to them and dismounted, saying, "Hello, boys."
This place was known as the Gokey Store. One of the Gokeys came up
and shook hands with me (we were quite well acquainted), and he said:
"So it was you that passed here last night. I just got in to-day with
a load of freight and learned of the trouble just before you came in
sight. Where are the other two men?" (He had been told that there were
three of us passed his place the night before.)
I told him: "I do not know where they are, but I left them opposite the
mouth of Onion creek."
Gokey took me to one side and informed me that there were about twenty
of the crowd had provisioned a wagon and were going to Timber Hill to
be at the preliminary hearing of the Odens, which was to be held at a
log school-house in our township, about one and one-fourth miles south
of the justice's residence.
I omitted to state that when the Odens came up to surrender, they
brought with them a young man by the name of Powell as witness for the
defense. He was the only eye-witness to the killing of Parker, beside
the Odens.
When I left the Gokey store, a few minutes after arriving there, the
queer feeling of impending danger and trouble came over me, and that
serious trouble might yet occur while those two prisoners were still in
our charge.
Shortly after crossing the ford at the north and south trail, I struck
off across a trackless prairie for the mouth of Wild Cat creek. I
found on arriving there that King and Oden had crossed and were only
a short distance ahead of me. It had become quite dark when I caught
up with them. I said, "Look here, Oden, from this on we will have to
use the utmost caution for your safety, while you are in my charge.
So when we get to Big Hill you two fellows take the hill road and
hurry on to Carpenter's, and I'll keep up the creek bottom trail to
the school-house and bring some more deputies with me to Carpenter's;"
which I did.
I arrived at Carpenter's after midnight with seven men whom I knew
could be depended upon in any emergency. There were now at Justice
Carpenter's the two Odens, young Powell, their witness, eight deputies
and myself.
The time for the trial had been set for 2 P. M. the next day.
When we arrived at the school-house, just before proceedings commenced,
we beheld a motley-looking crowd. There were about thirty of the Timber
Hill and about fifteen of the Big Hill settlers. Added to these were
the twenty-odd men from near the scene of the murder, twenty-five miles
away.
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