However, it was the railroad itself that dealt the deadliest blow. Bison
robes were too bulky to be handled by pack train, and only marginal
profits accrued to wagon masters, but the effect of the iron horse was
revolutionary. During the early seventies several lines conducted
hunting excursions at low rates, guaranteeing shots from the windows.
These facilities, supplemented by horse-and-wagon outfits, made the
conquest of buffalo easy, especially when a definite profit was in view.
That condition developed when the tanneries discovered bison hides could
be used in leather wear. Thereafter, hides sold from $1.00 to $4.00
each, and a party of six hunters could kill and skin fifty or more in a
day. In 1873, the Santa Fe alone carried 754,529 hides to eastern
markets.[168] The traffic in buffalo hides grew and prospered and
finally degenerated into debauching butchery.
[Illustration: Courtesy Union Pacific Ry.
_The iron horse in Buffalo country—an early Wyoming scene_]
Thus, for a score of years, hundreds of expert riflemen combed the
plains. They were armed with heavy Sharps and Winchester rifles, which
boomed relentlessly at the ponderous bellowing herds. They took away the
hides, brains, and tongues, leaving the rest to waste. It was wanton
business written in crimson carcasses that dissolved into whitened
bones. The railroad, therefore, destroyed frontier isolation and
quickened the process of transforming a wilderness into a settled
community. This increase in the tempo of frontier life was most apparent
in the solution of the Indian problem.
As the great train, piled high with hides, rumbled away its
reverberations were echoed by a more ominous rumble in the disconsolate
camps of the red men. This was the final aggression, the ultimate
grievance, and it set the people’s teeth on edge. This inexorable white
advance broke the natives’ hearts. Once again, it was demonstrated that
Indians and white men could not live together. It meant the annihilation
of their way of life—their very existence—and a tragic fate—starvation.
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