The Indians of the Pike's Peak Region: Including an Account of the Battle of Sand Creek, and of Occurrences in El Paso County, Colorado, during the War with the Cheyennes and Arapahoes, in 1864 and 1868Howbert, Irving
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The Indians of the Pike's Peak Region: Including an Account of the Battle of Sand Creek, and of Occurrences in El Paso County, Colorado, during the War with the Cheyennes and Arapahoes, in 1864 and 1868
Howbert, Irving
El Paso County, Colo. -- History; Indians of North America -- Colorado; Sand Creek Massacre, Colo., 1864
We suspected nothing, as we believed the Indians to be far ahead of us.
But just as we came up on the first rise out of the willows on the east
side of the creek we were startled to see them huddled together on the
left of us, under the bank, apparently getting ready to start a small
camp-fire, while to the right were their ponies, which had been turned
out to graze. The Indians were just as much surprised as we were, and
for an instant the situation was extremely tense. As we refrained from
firing, the Indians, knowing that they were at a disadvantage in not
being able to reach their ponies, evidently with the hope of making
us believe that they were friendly, began calling out "How! How!" as
Indians usually do on meeting the whites. We then questioned them,
hoping to ascertain the object of their presence in this locality. Some
of our people had a slight knowledge of Spanish, with which the Indians
seemed somewhat conversant, and in this way and by signs, we told them
that we were there only for the purpose of ascertaining their object in
visiting this region, and not to do them harm; that if they could show
that they were here for no hostile purpose, we would permit them to go
on their way unmolested, but in order to establish this fact it would
be necessary for them to go with us to Colorado City, where competent
interpreters could be found, and meanwhile we should require them to
give up their arms. They apparently assented to this proposition, and
at once surrendered such of their arms as were in sight. Six of us then
dismounted, and each took an Indian in charge while he was securing his
pony. The Indian I had in charge was a tall, slim fellow, fully six feet
in height and probably not much over twenty years of age. He appeared to
take the situation quietly and I had no reason to apprehend any trouble
with him. I allowed him to lead his pony to the camp, where he put on
the saddle and bridle and mounted the animal, as all were permitted to
do. We then formed the Indians in ranks of twos, placing a file of our
men on each side of them, each white man having charge of the Indian
next to him, which left two extra whites for the front and two to guard
the rear. I was in charge of the Indian on the left side of the rear
rank and had hold of his bridle with my right hand. The order was given
to march and we started east towards the plateau on which Colorado
Springs is now built. We had proceeded only eight or ten feet when the
Indians suddenly halted. From the time they mounted they had been talking
animatedly with one another in their own language. Just then someone
happened to see that one of the Indians had a knife in his hand. This
was taken from him and then we made a systematic search of the others
and found that most of them had knives, and one a spear concealed under
his blanket. It was with great difficulty that we twisted these weapons
from their hands, but finally, as we thought, secured everything of that
nature.
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