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J0XE8, WHOSE EVENTFUL LIFE HAS BEEX DEVOTED TO THE PRES- ERVATION OP THE AMERICAN BISON AND OTHER WILD animals; WHO survived the PERILS OP THE FROZEN NORTH, THE LAND OP THE MID- NIGHT BUN, AMONG ESKIMOS, IN- DIANS, AND THE FEROCIOUS BEASTS OP NORTH AMERICA COMPILED BY Colonel Henry Inman Crank & Company, Publishers TopEKA, Kansas 1899 Copyright 1899, by Okank & Co. l5u22S CONTENTS Introduction. FAoa , . xi CHAPTER I Millions of Buffalo — Their Haunts — So Numerous People Neglected to Study their Habits and Value— Killed for their Hides Only — Coronado Gave First Historical Account of the Buffalo and the Great West, in 1542— Jones's First Buffalo- Horses Stampeded — "Rained Hail as Large as Oranges" — Buffalo made for Blizzards, Siroccos, and all kinds of Weather — Struggling for Mastership of Hei-d— Buffalo-Bull Fight ... 1 CHAPTER II BUFFALO .TONES Early Days in Illinois — A Live Deer Tied to Horse's Tail — A Perilous Adventure — Abraham Lincoln Pleads his Father's Cause for .flO — School-Days Very Few — Capturing and Sell- ing a Squirrel Fixes his Ruling Passion — A Small Menagerie — Could Conquer any Animal — Asleep in the Field at Mid- night— Rescued by Searching Party — At College — Bound for the Wild AVest 14 CHAPTER III "westward ho!" Journey to the Frontier in a Prairie Schooner — Mrs. Jones's Introduction to Camp Life — Plenty of Wolves — Team Es- capes on the Journey — Recapturing — Joyous Meeting 30 CHAPTER IV DESPERADOES Buffalo Jones as a Farmer — Abandons Farming to Shoot Buf- falo— Fails to Shoot Any — Mysterious Mirage — Buffalo Seemingly Running High in the Air — Desperadoes in Camp —"I am Going to Kill You Right Here!" — Rescued by a Plucky Boy ". 87 (lit) IV CONTENTS CHAPTER y THB FIRST nUST FOR CALVES Buffalo in Nature's Pasture — Why Not Corral Them There? — Ilesolved to Try at Last Moment — The Start — Encounter the Old Bulls — Night Search for Water — Companion Extin- guishes Beacon -Fire— Feared the Indians — Grandeur of Sunrise on the Plains — Discovers a Herd — "Rescuing the Perishing"— Horse Tied to Calf, and Its Mother After the Horse — A Lucky Shot — A Day of Narrow Escapes— Captures Four Calves — Famishing for Water — Penetrates Llano Esta- cado — Letting a Companion Down a Bluff for Water — Rope Slips — Sun "Goes Down on his Wrath" — Last Herd Lo- cated— Fourteen Calves Captured — Sheds Garments to Pro- tect Calves from Wolves— White Buffalo 47 i CHAPTER VI INDIANS Dangers of the Plains — Tenderfoot Stood Little Show Against Indians — Only One Way to Fight Them — Battle with Ar- rapahoes — Gave Them a Surprise — Buffalo-Hunters, and Not Soldiers, Conquered the Indians — Nearly Caught while Skin- ning a Buffalo— The " Greatest Show on Earth"— Two Hun- dred Warrioi-s Surround a Herd of Buffalo — Signaling at Long Distance S3 CHAPTER VII PRAIRIE FIRES Reminder of World's Destruction — Daylight Turned to Dark- ness— People Driven Into Cellars, and Breathe Through Towels and Handkerchiefs — Wild Animals Flee for Their Lives — Like the Roar of a Cyclone — To the Rescue — How to Escape — Many Wild Animals Perish 103 CHAPTER VIII SEf OND HUNT FOR CALVES Everybody Wanted to Go, but Cjuldn't, except Two Persist- ent Strangers, who Drove Int > an Irrigation Ditch, where Horse Balked — AV'^anted Jon' s to Kill Him — Arriving at "Robbers' Roost"— Wild-H( rse Hunter Very Much Bewil- dered—" Buffalo, by Jupiter! "— Everythin,^ Done in a Min- CONTENTB V lite — Colonel Jones nnd Mr. Carter Dash After the Herd — Secure Three Calves — Cow Fights to the Death — Searching for Water in the Darkness Ill CHAPTER IX SECOND CALP HUNT (concluded ) Miliving a Buffalo Cow — Excellent Butter —A Long March — Calf Captured by Horse Throwing Rider on its Neck — Stran- gers After a Bull— Took Both to Kill It, and then Didn't Get Him— "The Herd! The Herd!"— Colonel Jones Never Lost — Buffalo Right in Camp — "Get Down and Crawl!" — Holes Cut in the Colonel's Tent to Shoot Through — Horses Left to Die — Plenty of Calves, but no Water— Strangers Wanted Another Trial, then Another 140 CHAPTER X WILD HORSES — OTHICR ANIMALS Origin, Habitat, Greatest Number, Size, Color, Style, and Sur- roundings— Stallion Never Leads, but Di-ivea the Herd — Contest for Mastership — Colonel Jones Always Found Water by Following Them — Speed and Endurance — Prairie-Dogs, Owls, and Rattlesnakes — "Happy Family "Theory not True — Held at Bay by a Monstrous Rattler 167 CHAPTER XI SUOCESSFUL CALP HUNT Extravagant Preparations — Took Domestic Cows to the Range — Competition Quelled — Competitor's Handsome Reward — Sunday in Camp— Herd Discovered — " Hurrah, Boys, Sunday or no Sunday !"— Capture Eleven Calves in Short Time — Pathetic Poem — Shooting Without a Sight — Wolves Devour Calves — AVonderful Success — Long Journey for More Cows — Taken for Cattle-Thjeves — Colonel Jones Secures Milch Cows at Fabulous Prices — Irishman Sorry He Didn't Ask More — The Typical Cowboy and Ranchman 181 CHAPTER XII THE ANTELOPE The Shyest and Fleetest of all Animals— "A Mighty Good Greyhound to Catch a Mighty Poor Antelope " — Whole City on a Hunt, Dogs Included — Colonel Jones Kills More than All 184 vi CO.NTKNTH OHAl'TKli XIII THE LAST HfNT On the Desert— Sends News by Cnrrier-Pigeons — BufTalo Dis- covered—Effort to Corral tlie Herd — Three Oulves tiuickly (Jiiptured—Tlie Mother's Di'spemte Cliarge — Caught in a Deluge — Hard Kidefora Calf — Hoping full-grown Buffalo- Awaiting the Last Ojjportunity — Forty-two Days and Nights in Pursuit of Last Herd — Colonol Jones's Wonderful Success Keeorded in History 201 OHAPTEK XIV BUFFALO ON THE WATEK Colonel Jones Bound for the Old World — Loading Buffalo on an Ocean Steamer — Big Show without an Audience — Sen- siclv Animals — Sensation in Liverpool — Congratulations from Prince of Wales — Accepts frona Colonel Jones, Robe made of Buffalo Fur 225 CHAPTER XV LAST OF THE BUFFALO Buffalo not of One Family — Organization of a Herd — How Herd was Located — Stampede Equal to a Cyclone — The Cause and Result — Only Method of Escape — Colonel Jones Captures Canada's Last Herd — After Moose — Catalo, the New Race of Cuttle — Description and Habits — Need no Artificial Food or Shelter — Robes as Handsome as Beaver. .230 CHAPTER XVI I DOMESTICATED BUFFALO Habits as Compared with the Wild Buffalo — Propagation — Takes Nerve to Conquer — Corrals of Wire — Buffalo Kills his Captor — "John L. Sullivan," which Never Met his "Cor- bett"— Training Buffalo to Work, no Boy's Play —Lines Held with a Windlass — Government Responsible for Extermina- tion of Buffalo — Colonel Jones's Proposition to Corral the Last Herd — Warned the Government of Danger— Number Existing fit Different Periods — Unwritten Code of Hunters — Why Trails are Crooked— How to Kill a Whole Herd 248 CONTKNTH Vii C!IIAI'TKIi XVII ' O.VK (IK rrtK URK.VTKHT RACEH (l.N KEt'OKD Opening of the Cherokee Outlet — Oklahoma, "the Beiuitifiil Lund"— llonsea and IJlders Tranipk'd lieiieuth a Living Av- alanche— CJenuine "Jehu " and Red-IIeaded Darling in the Race — Tlie Most Ueckless EcjuestritMine in the World — Facts Never Before Made Known — Colonel Jones Kode Two llornes, and Won the Race :.'68 CHAPTER XVIII BUFFALO .lONES's ARiTTC EXPEOITION Bound for the Arctic Regions after Musk-Oxen and Other Ani- mals— Route Through Canada — White Girl Held in Cap- tivity by Indians — Leaves Civilization — Alone in a Boat , Down the Athabaska Rivt • — Indians Oppose liis Mission — Boat Capsized and Indians Refuse liis Life-Line — Hot Day in the Far North — Crossing Aihabaska Lake — On the Peace and Slave Rivers — Big Chiefs Hold a Council to Prevent his Progress 277 CHAPTER XIX BOUND NORTHWARD Ordered to Return by Indians — Reaches Great Slave Lake — Tossed at Midnight by an Angry Tempest — Reaches Ruins of Searching Party — Fort Reliance — Treachery of Big Indian Siena 302 CHAPTER XX ■ IN WINTER QUARTERS Indian's Wife of Less Value than a Dog — Mercury at Zero October 10 — J. R. Rea, a Hero of Heroes — Desperation of Indians — Deaf and Dumb Girl's Sufferings — Children Fright- ened at White Man— "Hoppy Shompooly" (Sweet Salt), AVhite Sugar — Indians take Provisions by Force — Apply the Torch to Colonel Jones's Cabin — Shoots his First Reindeer — Indians Starving — Conjure Caribou's Return — When they did Come, Colonel Jones Killed IMore than the Whole Tribe — They Claimed but did not Get Them 320 VI 11 (•(INTKXTM (MIAPTKU XXI AKTKR Ml'MK-O.XEN ArriiiiKinK a Musk-Ox Hunt — Mr. lleii MakHi* a Long Journey witli Indiiiiirt — Ciuinht in a Tcrritiu Blizzard — CireatCKt Waterfnllj of tiie Far Nortii — Sfcoiul Niagara — Ueir.cleer Everywiiere — Driving Tlieni Into a t'orral — IndiaiiH Deter- mined to Stay and Eat White Man's Meat — Could Not Drive Tliein Away 334 OHAPTEll XXII DKSPEnATION IN ARCTIC REdlOXH Indians Left Squaw and Cliild to Perish — The Scanty Supply Divided witli Them — Drove Tliem Out when Mercury was at Forty-eiglit Below Zero — Little Ellen Covered with Icicles — Scimnv Cut her Foot as an Excuse to Remain — Coloi\el Jones's Long .Foui'ney in Midwinter — Clothes Frozen Stiff — Failed to Find Indian Village — Frightened Indians to Save Supplies — Reindeer Appear at Last Moment — Indian Fright- ened Them Away — " Too Mad to Swear " 347 CHAPTEli XXIII Ml'SK-OX HINT Start for the Far North on Dog-Sleds — Crossing Mountains — On Artillery Lake — Terrific Blizzard — In Blankets Thirty- six Hours, Facing Wind at Forty Degrees Below Zero — On Clinton Golden Lake — Camped in '" Land of Little Sticks" — Dog Carried off by Wolves — Colonel Jones's Narrow Escape — Discover New Rivers and Lakes — Musk-Oxen at Last — Kill Six — Descriptfon — Indian Superstition — Cross Great Fish River and Arctic Circle — Out of Wood, and Compelled to Return — Guide Badly Lost — Depended on the Colonel's Compass— Arrive at "Little Sticks "—Guide Abandons the Two Ninirods — They Again Penetrate to the Far North 364 CHAPTER XXIV HEROIC EFFORT BRIN08 REWARD Two White Men on the Barren Lands Without a Guide — Keep Going Until Near the Magnetic Pole— Young Musk-Oxen rONTKXTH IX DiHcovHreU — Old Oiicm Shot niul Ciilvos Lnssoed — A "Wild Wt'Ht Show" ill thf Arctic! Zoiit> — SliHi)lu'rd Don Di-voiiivd by W«)lvHi4 — Night ]\Iiide IIideou« — Start fur Home — UfHtnii*- tic'ii by Wolves Appfurrt Iiumineiit— Fighting Wolvew by Night arid Travelii\g by Day — Indians or Eskimos Cut the Throats of the Musk-()x Calves while Captors 81»>ep— Ain- iminilioii (tr)ne, therefore Compelled to Ueturn — Colonel Jones Fires the Last Cartridge and Hits the Mark — Saved from Starvation — Reaching Cr.bin in I>eplorable Condition.. 880 CHAPTKU XXV AT TnE CABIN HOME Dogs \vit!i Tlydropliobia — Cuts Steel Chain with Teeth — Mr. Uea's Narrow Escape — In Summer, Waiting for Summer — How to Keach the North Pole — A Start for the Sunny South — Fourth of July, but Still F""rozen in the Ice — hiving on Hread Alone — Mosquitoes and Gnats in Swarms — Arrival at F'ort Kesoliition — First News of War with Spain — Music in the Far North — "Sweetest Ever Heard" — Colonel Jones Fancied he was in the '" Spirit Land "—Grand Keception 396 CHAPTER XXVI METEOROIiOGU'AI, PHENOMENA '•Total Darkness" and "Everlasting Day" — Extreme Tem- perature of Each Month — Precipitation — Burnt by Cold Steel — Brilliant Display of Aurora Borealis — Mock Sinis — Ice Upheavals, etc., etc 417 CHAPTER XXVIl IXniANS AND ESKIMOS OP THE FAR NORTH Differ from Other Indians — Mode of Living in Land of Dark- ness— Women Slaves— Meat and Fish the Only Diet of the Natives — Marriage Relation — Names of Tribes — Locatiim — Their Habits, Dwellings, Intelligence, Superstitions — Tra- ditional History — Happiest People on Earth, but at Times the Most Miserable — Education Ruins all Indians in that Country who Attempt It — 423 CONTENTK CHAPTER XXVIII nOMEWARI) BOr.ND In a Storm on the Lake — Rudder Breaks — Waves Roll Into the Boat — Boat Following is Capsized — One Man Drowned, Others AVashed Ashore — Protestant Mission on the Macken- zie River — Catholic Priests Need Attention — A Visit to the Spot where Franklin Spent a Dreary Winter on Great Bear Lake — Picture of his Cabin — Desolation — In the Ramparts — Crossed the Arctic Circle — Fort Good Hope — Sail on the Arctic Ocean — Up Peel's and Rat Rivers — Hundreds of Gold -Seekers Caught in that Desolate Region — Shooting Down the Cascades of the Pacific Slope — Boat Smashed on a Rock — Long Journey Down the Porcupine — Fort Yukon — St. Michael's — Facts About Alaska of Great Interest — On Bering Sea — Reached Seattle — Grand Reception at the Colonel's Old Home — Everybody Sang, "My Country, 'tis of Thee," and "Home, Sweet Home" 437 INTRODUCTION It is the mission of this volume to present, from a carefully kept journal, the thrilling incidents, experi- ences and observations, together with thf results of the eflfortfj of one who has devoted the best years of his life to saving from absolute extinction one of the once most con- spicuous, in point of numbers, of all the large mammals on the North-American continent: the bison, or buffalo as commonly designated. He has also exerted his ener- gies in behalf of the preservation of other animals of his native country. The field of his labors embraced all of the great territory extending from the Gulf of Mexico to and including the frozen wilderness of the Arctic Circle. So remarkable and full of exciting personal ad- venture have been the efforts of Mr. J:»nes in the direc- tion indicated, that he has a world-wide reputation, and is familiarly known to the people of both North America and Europe by his well-earned sobriquet of "Buffalo Jones." His travels in the remote regions of tlie North-Ameri- can continent are a chapter of hardships, privations and dangers which rarely fall to any individual in modern times, and show what indomitable courage, self-possession (xi) xu INTRODUCTION and determination can accomplish under the most ad- verse conditions. At the same time, "Buffalo" Jones has been a close observer of nature, — of all its physical characteristics. In this volume he presents the results of his investigations. The reader will find here many things which will be new to him, and that the book is of thrilling interest, an' is instructive as well. Henry Inman. FORTY YEAES OF ADVENTUEES CHAPTER I MILLIONS OF BUFFALO — THEIR HAUNTS — SO NUMEROUS, PEOPLE NEGLECTED TO STUDY THEIR HABITS AND WORTH — KILLED FOR THEIR HIDES ONLY — COBONADO GAVE FIRST HISTORICAL ACCOUNT OF THEM AND THE GREAT WEST, IN 1542 — JONES's FIRST BUFFALO — DUTCHMAN'S HORSES STAMPEDED BY COMING TOO NEAR HERD — "RAINED HAIL AS LARGE AS ORANGES " I — BUFFALO MADE FOR BLIZZARDS, SIROCCOS, AND ALL CLIMATIC ELEMENTS — STRUGGLE FOB MASTERSHIP OF THE HERD — GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF A BUFFALO-BULL FIGHT A FEW years ago, — scarcely a quarter of a century, — millions upon millions of American bison, or buf- falo as they are generally though erroneously called, roamed over the vast plains of the intra- continental region of North America. Now, they are so reduced in number that absolutely the last lingering spark of vitality is smouldering on the very verge of ex- tinction. If nothing had been effected toward rescuing them, the buffalo, like the Auk and Dodo, would soon have been found mounted in museums only, as mere speci- mens ; a silent monument to the wantonness and cupidity of man. The geographical area over which these immense animals grazed, comprised millions of square miles. When the (1) 2 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES railroads penetrated this heretofore almost inaccessible territory, transportation suddenly became relatively cheap ; then there was at once created an unprecedented demand for the beautiful soft robes of the buffalo, and millions were sent to Europe to be converted into leather. Almost immediately, too, the slaughter of the fated beasts achieved such proportions that annihilation was a question of a short period. Thousands, even millions, of green hides appeared in the markets of the world, and tourists, attracted by the novelty attending the opening of the continent, which the press announced in graphic word-painting, com- menced an indiscriminate onslaught on the now appar- ently doomed animals. To a relatively limited number of persons the interior of the country west of the Missouri was well known. To the majority it was a veritable terra incognita. Now, how- ever, there was a phenomenal inrush, whose crowds began to kill merely for the sport it furnished. For miles along the great trunk lines, then wending their way across the so-called "desert," the carcasses of the huge beasts were collected so thickly that one could have walked hundreds of miles, on either side of the track, on their bleached bones. To properly present the slow, weary, and sometimes discouraging steps which marked Colonel Jones's career in his initiatory attempt to preserve a nucleus of the un- fortunate animals (which he hopes and firmly believes will reestablish the bison, with all the superior qualities of this species of the bovine family), it is necessary, in order that the reader may intelligently appreciate his labors, to portray their original haunts, habits, value, characteristics, and the methods he employed in captur- ing, domesticating, and cross-breeding, as contained in his remarkably interesting journal. It is an indisputable fact, that notwithstanding the bison had been known to exist on the Great Plains for HABITS AND WORTH OF THE BUFFALO 8 four centuries, were at one time almost as numerous as the "sands of the seashore," and that a large number of people had been in constant contact with them, yet the world is really unacquainted with them, even to this day. Had the American bison been a rare species of ruminant, few in number, confined to some remote island or limited geographical area, all that science would have regarded as necessary to know relating to them would have long since been published. Biological societies would have vied with each other to report what they had discovered ; the text-books of our educational institutions would have been full of their habits, as they are of the African lion, the camel, or the giraffe. The very fact that they existed in such appalling numbers right at home, as it were, is the reason, jjerhaps, of their having been regarded of such little consequence, from a utilitarian standpoint at least. The savage of the prairies knew more of their service- ableness, of their priceless utility, than the solitary trap- per, or freighter across the great desert, who merely killed an occasional one for his meat, or to procure a new robe for his own immediate use. The American bison has been traced backward through the ages by scientists, with a certainty, to a period ante- rior by a thousand years to the dawn of the Christian era. It has been known relatively well by historians, for at least eighteen centuries. Mr. W. T. Hornaday, superintendent of the Taxider- mical Department of the Smithsonian Institution, Wash- ington, D. C, in his report to the Fiftieth Congress, sets forth the claim that Cortez, the Spanish conqueror of Mexico, gave the first historical account of the American bison, in the year 1521. He quotes the following extract, written by De Soto, one of Cortez' retainers, after he vis- ited the Zoological Gardens of the Emperor of Mexico, Montezuma : ' ' In the second square of the same house were the wild beasts which were either presented to Montezuma, or taken 4 FORTY YEARS OP ADVENTURES s by his hunters, in strong cages of timber, ranged in good order, and under cover: lions, tigers, bears, and all others of the savage kind which New Spain produced; among which the greatest rarity was a Mexican bull, — a wonder- ful composition of divers animals. It has crooked shoul- ders, with a bunch on its back like a camel. Its flanks dry, its tail large, and its neck covered with hair like a lion. It is cloven-footed, its head armed like that of a bull, which it resembles in fierceness, with no less strength and agility." The above quaint description does not by any means give a clear, fair picture of the American bison ; particu- larly, the large tail spoken of does not belong to that ani- mal. The inference is that De Soto did not see a buffalo at all. If he had really seen the American bison, he would have been so enraptured that necessarily he would have been obliged to transmit to posterity a more elabo- rate report. His description is not accurate. The animal he did see was undoubtedly just what he claimed it to be, a "Mexican bull," with great shaggy shoulders, and ex- ceedingly heavy tail, — which the bison has not. Mr. Hornaday quotes another Spanish explorer, Alvar Nunez Cabe§a de Baca, as having seen the American bison in southern Texas, nine years after the first-men- tioned date (1580). Cabega thus describes what he saw: "Cattle come as far as this. I have seen them three times, and eaten of their meat. I think they are about the size of those in Spain. They have small horns, like those of Morocco, and their hair long and flocky, l«ke that of a merino. Some are light-brown {pardillos), and others black. To my judgment, the flesh is finer and sweeter than those of this country. ' ' The Indians make blankets of those that are not fully grown, and of the larger they make shoes and buckles. They come as far as the seacoast of Florida,* 'The whole region watered by the MlBsigilppl and Missouri rivers was called Florida. JONES'fl FIRST BUFFALO rs was called und in a direction of more than four hundred leagues. In the wliole extent of plains over which they roam the people who live bordering upon it descend and kill them for food; and thus a great many skins are scattered throui»hout the country." This last accoimt is not any more satisfactory in its details than that of De Soto's, especially where it refers to the size of buffalo being that of Spanish cattle. As evfM'yone knows, Spanish cattle are mere pigmies com- pared to buffalo. Cabe§a describes more accurately the Texas cattle than the bison (which are nearer the size and colors of Spanish cattle), so striking in their pe- culiar appearance to a stranger. Colonel Jones says: "The fact is, the first herd of buffalo I ever saw, was composed of about twenty old bulls. The gentleman who was with me, Mr. Shultz, first noticed them coming toward us, and we secreted ourselves in a shallow b iffalo-wallow, having to lie very close to the ground to prevent their seeing us. Mr. Shultz was an experienced hunter, and both of us were possessed of good guns*; but before the animals came within three hundred yards of where we were lying, I said to my partner in a whisper : ' Let us compromise with the monsters ; if they will let us alone, we'll let them go by.' Mr. Shultz smiled as I trembled; I could not have hit a whole flock of barns two hundred feet away. The buffalo grazed along, coming so close that at every mouthful of grass they gathered I could distinctly hear a puff from their nostrils, and their teeth grinding together. They appeared to me hideous monsters. They resembled elephants, and as they moved toward us the very earth appeared to shake. I paid no more attention to them; they were too near for comfort, and I shut my eyes, scarcely daring to breathe, when suddenly, like a clap of thunder, came the report of a gun, and I was nearly paralyzed. Mr. Shultz had fired at the leader of e FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES the herd I His gun was about as large as a small cannon ; the discharge was terrific. When silence was again re- stored, I discovered that at least one buffalo couldn't scare me 'worth a cent.' " No one after seeing the majestic creatures would ever describe them as "cattle about the size of those in Spain, with small horns, some brown and some black," etc. Nor does Mr. Hornaday so classify them, in his exhaustive history of the great ruminant, comprising more than one hundred and fifty pages of his report to the second session of the Fiftieth Congress. The first authentic description of the American bison of the great central plains of the continent, is unquestiona- bly that to be found in the itinerary of Coronado's wonder- ful march in search of the "Seven Cities of Cibola," during the year 1542. He was also the first white man to tell us anything of that vast region west of the Missouri river, and its resources. He was the primitive pioneer of those early days of exploration; the peer of the "Path- finder," General Fremont, when time and conditions are considered. That Coronado saw the genuine'American bison, is more than confirmed by the graphic description he gives of them. There can be no mistake after reading the record from the pen of the historian, Castenada : "The first time we encountered the buifaio, all our horses took flight on seeing them,, for they are horrible to the sight. They have a broad and short face ; eyes two palms from each other, and projecting in such a manner sidewise that they can see a pursuer. Their beard is like that of goats, and so long that it drags the ground when they lower the head. They have on the anterior portion of the body a frizzled hair like sheep's wool; it is very fine upon the croup, and sleek like a lion's mane. Their horns are very short and thick, and can scarcely be seen through the hair. They always change their hair in May, DUTCHMAN 8 H0RBE8 STAMPEDED 7 and at this season they really resemble lions. They make it drop more quickly, for they change it as adders do their skins; they will roll among the brushwood which they find in the ravines. "Their tail is very short, and terminates in a great tuft. When they run they carry it in the air like a scorpion. When quite young they are tawny, and resemble our calves." From the foregoing unique description, any intelligent person would recognize a buffalo, even if its shadow alone were seen. How it makes an old plainsman laugh to read Castena- da's first line : " The first time we encountered the buffalo all our horses took flight on seeing them, for they are horrible to the sight." The fact is, there is nothing so repulsive to a "green" horse as a sight or scent of a buf- falo. Many a man has been left on the open prairie by the too close proximity of a herd of these animals to the horse he was riding or driving ; many horses have stam- peded, for the same reason, when picketed out to graze. I was once compelled to " hoof it " for twenty miles, from such an experience, and a more delighted individual the reader never heard of, when I discovered it was only that short distance instead of a hundred, and that I did not lose my fine team as well. I remember at one time meeting a poor German near the Kansas and Colorado line, west of where the flourish- ing town of Colby is now located, who "as in a terrible predicament. It was in the spring of 1872. He was an emigrant to the mountains, and was able to speak only very indifferent English. All his possessions, when I met him, consisted of an old-fashioned muzzle-loading rifle and a pair of nearly worn-out shoes, which he carried in his hand. The antiquated gun was as worthless a piece for those troublesome days on the border as I had ever seen. It might have been one captured by General Bliicher 8 FORTY YKAH8 OF ADVENTURES from tho Froncli at tlin battle of Waterloo, and kept as an heirloom in the family of the disconBolate fellow trudg- ing along in the wilderness of prairie around him. He was more than a hundred miles from any settlement, and had in all probability ))een wandering hopelessly in a circle, for two days or more. His first salutati(m was : " Haben sie wasser ? " " Yes, plenty," I answered, at the same time passing him a can- teen which had recently been filled from a ten-galloii keg that was always kept strapped to the side of the wagon. The poor fellow was nearly choked. After filling himself, he caught his breath, and told me as best he could that he had hist two horses, asking if I knew where they were — "or do you know nottings?" I grasped the situation at once, and was satisfied he had been too close to a herd of buffalo. This he confirmed by attempting to explain how it happened : He was surprised by a great number of the beasts, and his horses, never having seen such animals be- fore, naturally stampeded, leaving him all alone on the prairie, remote from any assistance. He was a piteous- looking object, indeed. He had given up all hope ; had become despondent, and if I had not fortunately met him at this particular juncture, he would in all probability have gone insane, and the wolves battened on his bones before sundown of the following day. I had passed a hunting-party about fifteen miles back, some of whom I knew ; they had incidentally mentioned to me the fact of having picked up a team of " plug" horses, which they supposed some "mover" to Colorado had abandoned to die, they were so miserably thin and weak. From the description given me, and what the Ger- man had attempted to convey in his queer jargon, I knew the animals were identical . I really felt sorry for the old fellow, and assured him I would recover his lost team, — at which he was nearly wild. • I then said to him and my men, we would go into camp about six miles to the south- west, near the foot of a high butte plainly discernible RETURN OF THE HORBES from whero we then were, and dispatch < no of my party on a broncho for hin horses — ( I always use those ponies on my hunting expeditions), telling him co return by sun- down the next day. Promptly as the sun was sinking in the western horizon the following evening, my messenger returned with the missing animals. They were certainly the most "ornery" creatures one might see in an age; just able to stagger along. What on earth could scare such uiiserable brutes would have been an indescribable enigma, if it were not known what a herd of buffalo could effect in that direc- tion . When I met the old man he was in a terrible condition physically: his feet were so galled they were absolutely raw; it was impossible for him to wear his shoes; — yet he was as happy as if he had discovered a gold mine, when the jaded horses were turned over to him. The next morning he started westward again on his lonesome journey, profuse in his thanks for what I had done. I could relate circumstances of stampedes, until every page of this Vjook would be filled, showing what a sudden appearance of a herd of buffalo has effected on the plains with the "tenderfoot" in hundreds of instances. I have presented this one, merely to give the reader an idea of one of the vexations which often came to the hunter and the emigrant on their lonely " trails " acrose the conti- nent, and to prove that Coronado gave us the first intelli- gent description of the American bison. To return to the first authentic account of the Ameri- can bison. It goes without saying, that Coronado's historian gave an unquestionably accurate description, and the intrepid Spaniard saw the real thing. He not only saw the buffalo, but so perfectly does he tell of the " great plains," that " he who runs may read." Prom Hukluyt's voyages. Vol. Ill, (London, 1600,) I 10 FORTY YEARB OK ADVENTUREB extract a f«w paragraphs cuucerning the subject, which are indiBputablo : "From Cicuyo they went to 'Quivira,' which, after their recent account, is almost three hundred leagues distant, through mighty plains, and sandy heaths, so smooth and wearisome, and bare of wood, that they made heaps of ox-dung, for want of stones and trees, that they might not lose themselves at their return; for three horses were lost on that plain, and one Spaniard who went from his company hunting. "All that way of plains are as full of crooked-back oxen as the mountain Serrena in Spain is full of sheep, but there is no such people as keep those cattle. They were a great succor for the hungry, and want of bread, which our ])eople stood in need of. "One day it rained in that plain a great shower of hail, as big as oranges, which caused many tears, weak- ness, and ' )wes. "These oxen are of the bigness and color of our bulls, but their bones are not so great. They have a great bunch on their fore shoulder, and more hair on their fore part than on their hinder part, and it is like wool. They have, as it were, a horse-mane upon their backbone, and much hair, and very long, from their knees downward. ' ' They have great tufts of hair hanging down their fore- heads, and it seemeth they have beards because of the great store of hair hanging down at their chins and throats. "The males have very large tails, and a great knob or flock at the end, so that in some respects they resemble the lion, and in some others the camel. "They push with their horns ; they run ; they overtake and kill an horse when they are in their rage and anger. "Finally, it is a foul and fierce beast of countenance and form of body. " The horses fled from them, either because of their de- formed shape, or else because they had never before seen them." CIIABACTEUIBTICB OF THE BUFFALO 11 4 Here wi And a most accurate description of ilw buffalo (except the large tail). No one who is familiar with the animal will content that the beast Castenada writes of is any other than the genuine American bison. This historian also says, as to the l)uffalo increasing in age: "They change form and color." The facts are these, from my observations, and handling them for years: the young buffalo, when they reach their fifth month, shed their tawny coat, and assume the natural hue of the adult; that is, seal-brown. The hump, which is one of the most prominent physic il characteristics, does not make its appearance until the calves are two to three months old. The ears of the young buffalo are entirely different from those of the domestic calf : they are small, round, and full of long hairs. The change from a round body to a great hump is very gradual, commencing when the ani- mal has attained about three months, continuing until it is from five to seven years old, according to sex, at which time it arrives at its full growth. Nature is never more persistent in any of its creations than in that of the buffalo's anatomy, or in its habits so suited to its wild environment. A more perfect animal for the strange surroundings of its habitat could not have been constiucted. It is ever prepared for the severest *' blizzard " from the far north, or the hottest " sirocco " of the torrid zone. It is so constructed that it always faces every danger, whether it be the pitiless storm from the Arctic regions or its natural enemy, the gray wolf of the desert. This ghoul of the prairie never is permitted to approach its victim from the rear excepting when over- powered by great numbers ; then they are " hamstrung " and rendered helpless. The young bull, also, who contends for the mastery of the herd, always faces his competitors. A more startling sight cannot be imagined than that of two shaggy monsters contending for the supremacy. With muzzles lowered, pawing the earth with their great hoofs, .1! 12 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB i l.||i I raising clouds of impalpable dust from the hard dry sod, over which millions of their compeers have trodden for centuries, they cautiously circle around each other, meas- uring every possible vantage. Their great heads, matted with "bull-nettles" and " sand-burs " luitil twice their normal size, are alternately tossed high in the air, then as quickly lowered until their noses come within an inch of the ground. These are the preliminary tactics that gauge the battle, like the knights of old when they threw their gauntlets of steel into the arena. Their short, tufted tails are swollen as a cat's when in the ecstacy of its rage ; their backs curved up like the same pugnacious animal, and their hair bristling with the desire for battle. Now, when • near enough to each other, comes the supreme moment for which they have been waiting I Their eyes appear to send forth livid rays, like that emanating from an electric dy- namo, as they charge upon each other with the rush of a tornado at the height of its fury. Their short horns lock with a rattle which sounds like the firing of a battalion, directly over where they stand in their mighty struggle. The spectator is apparently almost paralyzed by the dis- play of energy and exertion of muscle displayed l)y the huge beasts, as he breathlessly waits for a lull in the terrible conflict which has completely entranced him. For a moment one of the combatants has secured an advantage over his adversary: he raises the whole front portion of his heavy antagonist clear from the ground on his horns in a maddened exhibition of strength ; but soon, perhaps, he falls beneath his living load; — he has lost his advantage 1 Instantly his opponent profits by the misfortune, and pins him, who was almost the victor a moment before, by the neck to the earth. Then it Is that the spectator of the intensely interesting combat, inspired by the sympathy which ever goes out to the weak against the mighty, is seized with an almost uncontrol- lable desire to separate the ferocious brutes. If he is au old plainsman, however, he knows that his own life would Iry sod, den for , meas- matted !e their then as inch of t gauge w their 3d tails r, their al, and i^, when ent for bo send TIG dy- ih of a Qs lock talion, ruggle. he dis- l)y the in the lim. red an } front and on 1 ; but he has fits by victor n it is )mbat, e weak Dntrol- e is an would 4 . A BUFFALO-BULL FIGHT 18 not be safe for a moment if he attempted it; besides, the monsters will take care of themselves ; they are consti- tuted for just such ferocious combats, death rarely com- ing to either combatant in these conflicts, unless in a close inclosure. The fight always continues until one of the contestors is conquered. Even then the vanquished animal keeps his face to the victor, moving backward until an oppor- tunity offers itself for him to skulk into seclusion, or out of sight of his now acknowledged master. Should they be closely corralled, death is sure to be the portion of the one conquered, as the bison is relentless, showing no mercy to his enemy in any instance. The skin of a full-grown buffalo's head and neck is an inch in thickness. It cannot be penetrated by a ball from an ordinary pistol or an old-fashioned rifle, much less by the horn of a competitor ; in fact it requires the best modern weapon to make an impression upon such a mass of indurated hide. The muscle of the buffalo has a wonderful adaptation to the requireniints of the huge brute ; the nostrils are immense, seemingly able to draw in a supply of air to last for a long period ; the lungs are comparably large to retain it. Their horns are set at the very best angle to be most effective in the awful battle which invariably falls to their portion at some time in their lives. I very much doubt if the lion is the "king of beasts," or could hold his own in an engagement with an enraged buffalo bull. CHAPTER II BUFFAXO JONES EARLY DAYB IN ILLINOIS — HIB PARENTS' PERILOUS AD- VENTURE WITH A WOUNDED DEER — ABRAHAM LINCOLN PLEADS His father's CAUSE FOR $10 — SCHOOL-DAYS FEW AND FAR BETWEEN — THE CAPTURING AND SELLING A SQUIRREL FIXES HIS RULING PASSION — POSSESSOR OF A SMALL MENAGERIE — NO ANIMAL TOO OBSTREPEROUS FOR HIM TO CONQUER — SLEEPING AT NIGHT IN THE FIELDS NEIGHBORS AROUSED INTO SEARCHING PARTIES — AN EF- FORT AT COLLEGE — BOUND FOR "BLEEDING KANSAS" SETTLING DOWN AS A "FAMILY MAN " CHARLES JESSE JONES, more familiarly known as "Buffalo Jonos," (Colonel Jones, as he is by courtesy sometimes called,) was hn.n in Tazewell county, 111., in 1844. His grandfather, Charles, for whom the grandson is named, was one of the pioneers of that State, having emigrated from Scituate, Massachu- settr , in 1826, eight years after the admission of Illinois into the Union. "Buffalo Jones's" grandmother was a Nichols, one of the most celebrated families of Boston. Noah Nichols Jones, the father of the subject of this sketch, was a mere boy when he accompanied his pannts to the bleak primitive prairies of Illinois. He married Miss Jane Munden, whose family were of the God-fearing, ster- ling old-fashioned Virginia Quakers, and from this stock " Buffalo Jones " inherits some unmistakable traits which occasionally crop out in his nature. EARLY DAYS IN ILLINOIS 16 His father was very early thrown upon the cold world to struggle for himself, dependent entirely upon his own resources for his support. He was a man of great deter- mination ; possessing a strong will ; full of energy, which balked at nothing that was possible for a man to accom- plish. These characteristics are very prominent in his son, and are the secret of his success in all the novel un- dertakings he has attempted. The elder Jones preempted a tract of one hundred and sixty acres of Government land in McLean county, Illi- nois, which bordered a small stream called Money civek, where he settled down to the active, hard work of a pio- neer farmer, in the then " far West." Here, on this raw wild place, as "Buffalo Jones" himself expresses it, "I went through the ' sweat-box.' I was the second son of a family of twelve children, and from the time I was strong enough to pick up a basket of chips at the woodpile, until I had attained my majority, ' Work, work ' was the watch- word of our home." Colonel Jones says that his father was a famous hunter in his younger days, not only because of a love for the exciting sport, but from necessity as well ; for in the wild condition of that region, "varmints," as they were pro- vincially called, — deer, beaver, otter, panthers, wolves, and coons, — abounded in the forests, on the prairie, and in the many streams. These were the real source of reve- nue, rather than the legitimate products of the roughly worked farms. The skins of the animals mentioned, and the flesh of the deer, particularly, were always in de- mand ; and these were the principal support of the fam- ily while, for a few years, the land was being brought into subjection. Of the time passed on the homestead. Colonel Jones tells many incidents, which have clung to "memory's walls" ever since his babyhood. One of these I here relate in his own language: "I was only three years old, a mere baby in tow frocks. We were in the condition of the man digging for the 16 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES I ^ groundhog, who was to entertain the deacon of liis church that day — 'out of meat.' My father concluded that he must have some venison, so rose very early that morn- ing,— one of those sharp, crisp, frosty days in January, — jumped on a little pony-built horse that he used to ride on such expeditions, and started for a ' brush-patch ' about a mile from the house, which was a favorite resort of the deer at that season. Arriving at the spot, he took a long circuit around the bushes, and, to his delight, saw an abundance of tracks in the freshly fallen snow. Quietly .lismounting and tying his animal to a stout sapling, he walked on through the tall grass which covered the ground outside the brush, when to his surprise he saw, not over a hundred yards from where he had fastened his horse, a large buck with an immense set of antlers, lying in the short herbage, — the great horns, as is frequently the case, betraying his whereabouts. "In an instant the old-fashioned squirrel rifle — the arm par excellence in those early days — was brought to Ms shoulder, the flint fell with a crash, the fire flew from it as it struck the pan, but the piece did not go oft". Much to his surprise and chagrin, the buck never moved. Whether the animal was asleep or endeavoring to 'play possum,' could not be determined, of course. The gun was hastily inspected to find out what was the matter, as it had seldom betore proved false, when it was discovered there was no powder in the pan. In order to make this intelligent to those readers who perhaps have never seen a flint-lock — "a back number" to this generation — let me explain : The ' pan ' was a small reservoir at the base of where the flint was intended to strike, and held about half a teaspoonful of powder ; the powder connected with the little tube which entered the gun-barrel, and ignited the charge. My father quickly seized the powder-horn swung over his shoulder by a string of buckskin, poured into the pan some of its contents, raised the weapon again, took an indiff'erent aim, as the buck's outline was PERILOUS ADVENTURE WITH A WOUNDED DEiZB 17 lis church 1 that he lat morn- muary, — }d to ride ch ' about jrt of the •ok a long t, saw an Quietly ipling, he lie ground , not over s horse, a iig in the ' the case, rifle — the rought to flew from »t go ofi". r moved. to 'play The gun aatter, as iscovered nake this ever seen ion — let the base 3ld about 3ted with d ignited der-horn 1, poured weapon tline was only very dimly observable, so closely did he hug the ground, and fired. The old flint-lock quickly responded this time, but the deer did not stir. Father walked up to the beast, kicked it, and still it gave no signs of life. He saw at a glance that the ball had struck the animal in the neck, and felt in his pocket for the hunting-knife he usually carried, but, much to his regret, found he had left it at the house. His next dilemma was how to get the deer home. He was not long in deciding that matter. Taking the rope halter from his horse's neck, he tied a knot in the horse's bushy tail, fastened one end of the rope around the buck's horns and the other above the knot made in the pony's tail, mounted, and trotted off briskly, as he had made a bet with his sister-in-law that he would be back with a deer before she could bake the biscuit, which in those days were cooked in one of the old-fashioned ' Dutch ovens ' ; (such things as stoves were not known in that part of the country.) " He was in a fair way of winning his wager by hurry- ing along at the best speed the pony could "make with the load he was compelled to drag in such a novel way, but when he hp,d reached about half-way, on looking back he saw to his horror that the deer was attempting to get on his feet, but that, fortunately, as often as he rose to his knees the horse would jerk him down again. The fact is, that the ball had only grazed the cervical vertebrse, or * creased^ him, as it is called in hunting parlance. This paralyzes all the muscles temporarily, and the animal is imable to exercise any power over them. (This was one of the methods employed in capturing wild horses at one time.) The friction caused by dragging him over the rough and snowy ground had partially restored the circu • lation, and he was rapidly getting into his normal condi- tion of physical strength. "Realizing the predicament he was in, my father ap- plied the whip to his now equally scared horse, and the latter fairly flew over the trail with his double burden, —2 18 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES while the deer, continually gaining more and more power, was frantic in his endeavors to escape from his unique position. The great danger was, that the moment the pony should slacken his pace the buck would fight merci- lessly, throwing his immense antlers in every direction, probably impaling both horse and rider. " By this time the family at home were all up, and preparations for breakfast were rapidly progressing. My mother happened to look out of a window, and saw her husband approaching at an unusually fast gait. She rushed to the door, wondering what could be the incentive for pounding his horse in such a manner. Surely, the In- dians could not be after him ; it was the wrong time of the year for any of the savages to be lurking in the vi- cinity. Was it a panther? — one of those ferocious and dreaded beasts of the settlements which created such havoc among the young stock, and occasionally carried off a stray child. Could it be a pack of hungry wolves ? She was nonplussed for a moment, but soon her husband's voice came ringing clearly through the 'opening,' although he was still a quarter of a mile distant: " ' The butcher-knife 1 The butcher-knife I This deer 's alive I ' " This appeal, repeated several times in such loud tones, showed that he was terribly excited and in danger. As he drew nearer, he gave vent more vociferously to his need of assistance : " ' The axe ! Ths axe 1 This deer 's alive I' " My mother was young and very active then; she im- mediately comprehended the situation my father was in, and having been reared on the border, she, like nearly all of her hardy class, knew nothing of that fear which attaches to those women who have lived in a pampered civilization in the thickly settled East. " Quickly snatching the butcher-knife from its accus- tomed place near the mantel-shelf, she ran to the gate, the pony arriving there with his living load at the same •'C LINCOLN PLEADS HIS FATHER'S CAUSE 19 instant, dashing against the fence in his excitement. Father received the knife from her hand as he rushed by. The pace of the horse was of course now slackened by coming in contact with the pickets, and in a moment the infuriated deer was on his feet. He made a desperate at- tempt to break away toward the timber, which nearly threw both horse and rider to the ground. Fortunately, close to the gate stood a heavy farm wagon loaded with wood, around which father whipped the pony, and in so doing jerked the deer's horns into one of the hind wheels, and, his momentum thus suddenly stopped, the animal slipped flat on his side, all sprawled out. In an instant mother (who was somewhat inclined to stoutness, weigh- ing nearly one hundred and sixty pounds, and very strong) was upon the animal, and held him down until father jumped off his pony, came around, and cut the animal's throat. "Hardly had he accomplished this last act of the tragedy, when a great outburst of childish laughter greeted his ears, and upon looking up, he saw his little three-year-old boy ( myself ) , who had slipped out of the house unnoticed, enjoying one of the most wonderful scenes it has ever been his fortune to witness, even dur- ing his own long and eventful career. " My father was of a firm disposition, and of a small, wiry build. He never hesitated to express his convic- tions, and was an earnest anti-slavery advocate. Once, when Stephen A. Douglas was a candidate for Congress- man-at-large, father was one of the judges of election, and became politically involved in an altercation with the acknowledged pugilist of the neighborhood. The fra- cas so terminated that he thought best to go before the magistrate, Edward Burtis, father of A. H. BurUs, now a successful Kansas politician. He paid his fine, and thought no more about it; l)ut the other man felt ag- grieved, and demanded a trial by a jury of his peers, in the district court, which was presided over by Judge 20 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES David Davis, afterwards U. S. Senator. Father retained two attorneys, Ashley Gridley and Abraham Lincoln, to plead his cause. The fee agreed upon was ten dollars each. It is needless to add that it was well tried, and a verdict of acquittal returned. The amoiuit was cheer- fully paid, and ever afterwards Mr. Lincoln and my fa- ther were cordial friends. No one mourned the lamented President more than did Noah Nicholas Jones." Col. Jones attributes a great deal of his inclination for hunting to just such scenes as that above mentioned. His brother John, two years his junior, has many of the same traits, but is a better marksman, especially with the shotgun ; though he has never killed so many animals as has the Colonel, not having had the opportunity. Although of a relatively delicate -looking physique, young Jones was the very incarnation of activity, nerve and muscle during those years passed on the original old homestead in Illinois. He possessed the spirit of emula- tion to such a degree, that he would never permit anyone of his age and size to outdo him in the labor assigned as his task. His early education was very much restricted, for, as among all pioneer civilization of the period of his youth, the "district school-house" was the conventional log building, utterly devoid of those appurtenances and edu- cational appliances which characterize our splendid sys- tem of to-day. There was no bell, no register, no maps, no blackboard ; in fact, nothing that could make the path in pursuit of knowledge an easy one. The benches were constructed of rude slabs, whose legs were rough sticks with the bark on. These were driven into auger-holes, their wedged ends protruding an inch or more, — a fruitful source of torn trousers, as anyone will remember who ever sat upon such instruments of youthful torture. Young Jones, however, was not a sufferer to any great extent, as his privilege to attend school was limited to 'ti 4»!!fc-VtJf.V-c>^ -.' OAPTURINO A BQUIRRBL SI retailed icolii, to 1 dollars hI, and a 18 cheer- i my fa- amented ation for , gh sticks jer-holes, i fruitful who ever 'M my great mited to two or throe days in the week, and only then when the weather was too cold and stormy to work out of doors on the farm, in winter-time. His father soon became a very prosperous farmer, work- ing three or four extensive tracts in the neighborhood, acquired ))y hard work and economy, which, by the time his son Charles had arrived at the age of sixteen, it was his duty to superintend, with their hundreds of cattle, horses, sheep, and mules. This stupendous supervision wjisthrown almost entirely upon the shoulders of the boy — enough for two or three men. Long before this juncture, y(mng Jones had developed a genius for taming animals. He always possessed a love for animated nature, and the power of subduing fractious beasts to his will. Naturally, he be- came an expert rider at a very early age, which has served him so admirably on the Great Plains in pursuit of the buffalo so closely connected with his name. One of the incidents of his boyhood life, he tells as follows : " When a mere lad about twelve years old, I was sent to the woods with the hired man to saw off logs. Snow was on the ground, and my father was to come with a sled in the afternoon and haul the logs to a mill about a mile away. While busily engaged sawing, I looked up into a tree and saw a fox-squirrel swinging on a limb. I dropped the saw, and followed the beautiful little animal. It was soon high in the branches, and I climbed up the tree and pressed the wise little fellow to the end of a limb, but it gave a spring and caught in the boughs of another tree. Not daring to emulate its method of trav- eling, I was compelled to descend to the ground, then climb up the other tree. The squirrel repeated its tac- tics and I mine, until the greater part of the day was gone. At last the little fellow took refuge in a hole, in a large burr-oak. When I reached the place, I thrust my left hand into the hole and grabbed the squirrel. The penalty was, that with his long sharp teeth he nearly cut 22 FORTY YKAIIH OK ADVKNTUREH ^i off thn oiul of my finder. ( Evor sincp, it has boon ttie \inlu(!ky riKMuIxT, und Iuih ho oftnu Ixmmi cripplod that it in impoHsihlf! to hfud it.) I lifUl a firm grip iiiitii roach- ing thn Kround, thon tiirust it into my coat'pockt^t, toolc aome honoy-loouHt thorns and pinned tiio pockot togothcu". " PreHontly my father arrived, and finding no logs to load, demanded an explanation. The hired man ex- plained h(» could not run the saw alone, and Charley had been pursuing a squirnd most of the day. Then u boy about my size received a good thrashing, but he man- aged to keep his cap over the squirrel to protect it, pre- ferring to receive the blows himself. "I managed to get th(^ squirrel home; finally had it qiiite tame, and it proved a comfort to me. One day I was sent to Bloomington, about twelve miles distant, to do some trading. I took Dick (the name I had given the squirrel ) along, hoping to sell him for something, as I had made up my mind others could be caught if the sale was made. Djck perched upon my shoulder, and I walked the street for hours, asking all I met if they wanted to buy a pet, but they generally laughed, and said ' No.' Finally a well-dressed num luMled me, and wanted to know if I would sell the squirrel. 1 told him Dick was a great pet, but if I could get a fair price for him, would sell, and asked what he would give. He said he had a son about my age, a cripple, and he had never seen anything like a squirrel, and knew he wcmld be deliglited with it. Finally he offered me two dollars for Dick. It almost took my breath. I had not hoped to receive to exceed fifty cents, and would have been proud of twenty-five. I had never had but one "bit " ( twelve and one-half cents) in all my life, and two dollars appeared like a colossal fortune to me. It was that transaction which fixed upon me the ruling passion that has adhered so closely thrcmgh life. From that time until this, I have never lost an opportu- nity in my power to capture every wild animal that runs on legs, as well as some that creep upon their bellies. IIIH KACl'I.TY KOH ("ONyUERINU ANIMAI.H S8 "Bofoni a year toINmI aniimd, after reoeiving Huch a princoly aiuount for littlf Dick, I had oaKcd a K<><>d-Hizod iiKMiaKcritf, coiiHiHtiii^ of evcrv animal that iiihahited chm- tral lUinoiH; had even captured ratth'HiiakeH and ex- tracted their fangH. J^y thin means I had all kindH of ciirioH to Boll when the hIiowh came around, and thus real- ized many a precious dollar. "The capture of that litth? animal, Dick, molded tho destiny of my whole life. It is the little things which govern the lives of the people of the world. The first money made by a child is never forgotten; he is sure to try the same method again and again. And 1 am certain if that first two dollars had been made by dishonorable means, such as gambling, stealing, robbing, cheating, beg- ging, or blackmailing, the habit would have fastened itself as firmly upon me as did that .)f capturing wild animals." On the farm, if there was an obstreperous animal, either horse, mule, or ox, it was he alone who could con- auer it. H*^ ndates an incident of this character, which occurred when he was but thirteen years old. His father desired to have a pair of young steers yoked up, so as to break them for service at the plow ; but they were so vicious that, after trying for half a day, assisted by two burly hired men, the old gentleman was compelled to abandon the job as impossible, — all badly worsted in their struggle with the feroci» » t' what ha7r^ "'' ^-pS;tTp ?r r™'^ ™'''«^ wnat had been trees; and wifl,- ^ ^ " bare poles of them of their bart, comltl^'"; " \'""''' ">''y «trip,«d «rtrous raid did not discourai ;^'"*' ™"'- Thisdis- however. " Try again "T„^ " ""iomitable Jones -eordancewit/irp?ece„rr "''" '''' »°«o, audi,' more than 60,000 trees 1^.' "'"^ *•>* "'"ter he grafted f^it. With the ope„i;r;riir'''"<'<'thervariftie of •^^.n, and devoured a iLT^V""^ *''" grasshoppers yet by hard work he savedtXw™ °' '"" ^^^''^ l-J''" " to purchase a small farm o? 1 I '"''"«'' *» ^''We him b«.lt a comfortable d™i]°LT.^ "T' "P°" -hi"h h" to Martha J. Walton, «,e daf., . '•/°"''' '™^ ""•"'ied former, formerly of Laportt T^" "' \'"5"-^ "«l«ted t.ons with his estimableCfe tal'?"- ^'- '""-'» --ela- aoter which proves that "marrW \'"' "^ """ "h^^" The only trouble he ex^w * i' ""' " ^''"»«. " leave home to capture wS "^"T , T "''^" '^« ™»M always objected. Nothing toT?' '" '"'''^ '''« «'» a phantom. Her frettinf was'l, ."""'"'"^ '° "»""' '*» --er, fpr he was carefuV;o^trfr:7H::n.:t wifb'b presentiments of danger 29 lation to his starting on an expedition until about ready- to leave, and then only in a vague sort of way. Every time he did go she always protested with increasing earnestness, declaring she had a presentiment that "that would be his last trip." She felt certain that some cow, robbed of her offspring by him, would gore him to death in the most shocking manner, far away from civilization, and his body left to bleach on the desert ; or that some hostile band of bloodthirsty savages would capUire him and put him to unnameable torture; Indians, Eskimos or wolves would overpower him ; a rattlesnake might bite him; he might die of cold, thirst, or hunger. A thou- sand deaths of horrid character continually pictured themselves to the wife, who was relieved of this mental torture only when her husband returned safely home. His declai'i.' ms of the wonderful results if successful in his dangerous work — fame, wealth, honor — were but as ashes to her mental lips. I CHAPTER III " WESTWARD HO ! ' BOUND FOB THE WILD WEST IN A PBAIBIE BCHOONEB — MBS. JONEe's FIBBT EXPEBIENCE CAMPING ON THE PBAIBIE W0LVE8 CUT LABIAT AND TEAM ESCAPES — BECAPTUBED UNDEB DIFFICULTIES — JOYOUfc. OBEETING ON BETUBN TO CAMP LATE in the fall of 1871 Col. Jones left his home in Troy, Kansas, on horseback, to seek a place where ^ more game and cheaper land could be obtained. Having business in Marysville, in the same State, he was delayed there until midwinter. The terrific storms which prevailed did not daunt him, however, in his pur- pose; he is made of "sterner stuff." A prevailing char- ficteristic of his whole life is his determination to carry out to the end any enterprise, no matter how difficult, or what obstacles may present themselves. On the first of January, 1872, he again saddled his horse and pressed forward to the west until he found himself about two hundred miles from home, near ths center of what is now Osborne county, on the south fork of the Solomon river. There he discovered a most excel- lent tract of vacant Government land, on which was an abundance of water and some timber. This he entered, and was soon the proud possessor of one hundred and sixty acres of rich, fertile soil, almost in the center of the buffalo range. All of the preliminaries necessary, required by the United States land laws, having been con- (30) BOUND FOR THK WILD WEST 81 eluded, to hold the land, he returned to his old home on the same means of transportation, his tough and faithful horse. ; Arriving at Troy, he arranged his financial affairs, and the following April loaded his worldly goods into a large Avagon, in which, accompanied by his wife and only child, he left all his old associations, the comforts of civiliza- tion and friends, for his claim on the remote plains of western Kansas. This was a severe undertaking, espe- cially for his young wife, who had been reared amidst the luxuries of an Eastern community; but li^e all our pioneer American women, she cheerfully followed the for- tunes of her brave husband, accepting whatever of hard- ship might befall. None excepting those who have had a like experience can conceive what such a sacrifice means ; what privations must be endured ; what disadvantages must be contended with, and what suff'ering is the por- tion of the women who have built up the civilization of the mid-continent. On the night of the sixth day the precious freight of that lone wagon was to sleep on the ground, having left the last cabin on the "trail " far behind. The darkness and awful silence were oppressive ; the latter broken only at long intervals, by the occasional neighing of the horses at the end of their picket-ropes, the flapping of the wagon- cover in the fitful gusts of wind, or the dismal cry of a hungry wolf in the rocky ravines. At the first streak of dawn a terrible howling and yell- ing resounded upo the early morning air, apparently not a hundred yards distant from camp, caused by a pack of persistent coyotes that were patiently waiting for the wagon to move on, that they might feast upon the scraps left from the meals of the "movers " — fighting and snarl- ing meanwhile among themselves, until the time should arrive when they might take possession of the abandoned place, too cowardly to approach nearer while the camp was occupied. Col. Jones of course paid no attention to 82 FORTY YBABB OF ADVENTURES 8uch an occurrence: he was familiar with the nature of the animals which were making the disturbance ; but to his gentle wife the unusual noise, so foreign to her del- icate ears, was a source of torture, and her sleep was con- tinxiiilly disturbed. With the daylight the curious sounds ended, but the long, lank, wistful brutes could be seen sitting on their haunches, watching every movement in camp, licking their chops in eager expectancy of the meager feast that awaited them. At the moment the red flush in the east betokened the approaching day, Mr. Jones was out of his blankets, and his first thought was of his horses. To his astonishment and discomfiture, the wolves had gnawed in twain the lariat with which they were tied, and the animals were nowhere to be seen. Mr. Jones ran bank a mile or more on the "trail," until he reached the Ci'est of the divide which encompassed a view of the country for a long dis- tance to the eastward ; but his horses were not in sight, even from that vantage-point. Their tracks, however, were plainly visible in the dust of the desert, turned toward their old home. He thought of the dilemma in which he was placed, and of what Mrs. Jones would say when she learned of the unfortunate occurrence. He was not at all certain whether they would be recovered within a dis- tance of ten, or fifty miles, or whether they were irrecov- erably lost, as prowling bands of Indians were in the country, besides many horse-thieves. He knew that he could not conscientiously keep the facts from his wife, and go in search of them, so he hastened back to the wagon and communicated the direful news. " What shall we do? " was naturally her first inquiry. ** I '11 go and get them," he replied. " I '11 go with you," was Mrs. Jones's quick rejoinder. He knew that was im- possible, and persuaded her that it was better to remain with the wagon until he made a thorough search, prom- ising his anxious wife to return before night in any event. HUNTING FOR THE LOST HORSES. 88 This was an hour when the courage of any woman would have been severely strained, and Mrs. Jones was sorely tried. She could do nothing but seat herself upon the highest box on the wag'-n, with her child (a boy only one year old ) in her arms, and watch through the weary hours which niuflt necessarily elapse before it was possible for her husband to return. Thus she rily sat, looking earnestly in the same direction, i\ i>»aniel of old, until deliverance came. Col. Jones was fleet-footed, courageous, and endowed with wonderful powers of endurance; so he started, full of hope, with his rope and hat in hand, coat off, after the renegade team, while his wife watched his form as it flitted like a flying shadow, over hills, across valleys, and through the deep ravines, until the high divide had taken him be- yond the range of her vision. Mile after mile was rapidly left in his rear; the hours rolled on apace, and the sun indicated the time to be nearly noon ; still the tracks of the missing animals could be distinctly seen ever pointing eastwardlj'. It was be- coming a serious matter to their intrepid pursuer ; he was far from his camp ; could with mental vision see his pa- tient wife straining her eyes in the direction he had gone, in expectancy of his speedy return. He now realized that night would be upon him before he was aware of it, and that he must soon retrace his steps in order to be back at the wagon, horses or no horses. He felt assured, too, that it would be impossible for him to keep up his rate of speed, and that he must slacken his gait. He resolved, however, to continue on for another hour, at which time he would abandon the chase and return to camp, if the horses were not then to be seen. While he was ambling down a long hill on a run, pon- dering upon his embarrassing situation, he passed around a short curve in his course, where, to his surprise and de- light, he discovered the reci'eant animals within a stone's- throw. One of them stood perfectly still, with ears erect, — 3 j 1' I f i \i 1 84 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES listening to the noise their owner had made coming down the hill, and the other was deliberately moving towards him tj learn the cause. As soon, however, as they saw it was their master on the run after them, they threw up their heads and tails and were off again, as on the wings of the wind, keeping up their rapid gait as far as the eye could see, — for the shelter of the trees soon obscured them. Many people at such an unfortunate juncture would have given up in despair; not so, however, with a man constituted as is Col. Jones. He was rejoiced at seeing his animals again, notwithstanding they had fled at his approach, and knew that his strategy, learned by a long and varied experience, would enable him to circumvent any apparently hopeless chance on the part of mere brute intelligence. He cogitated for a moment; remembered that the trail made a long curve to the south, and then turned northward again. So he started northward, and went down into the valley at the greatest speed he could command, determined to reach the trail before the fright- ened horses could possibly arrive there. When he came to the creek which flows through the valley, he lound it quite deep, and about ten feet wide. Although an excel- lent swimmer, he did not care to plunge into the cold water, saturated as he was with perspiration. There were many small trees growing along the margin of the stream, and he was not a moment in making up his mind what to do under the circumstances. Selecting a withy sapling about twenty feet high, hanging towards the opposite shore, he sprang into it, climbed nearly to its top, where his weight bent it over towards the other side of the water, at which instant he sprang from his perch. His calculation had been correct, and he landed with but little room to spare. All this was effected in less time than it requires to read it, and he continued on his way as rapidly as his strength would permit, for it was half a mile before he could reach the trail, on which the RECAPTUHED UNDER DIFFICULTIES 85 horses were simdy approaching, and ho must arrive at a certain point before them or his btrategy would fail. He shortly reached a little divide which parallels the <;reek, and from its crest saw the animals walking briskly almost opposite him. It was too late to carry out the plan he had formulated. Tf he ran out to head them off, it would only result in frightening them, undoubtedly cause them to stampede again, and all his trouble would have been in vain. Ho then changed his tactics to meet the emergency which had occurred. Quickly taking in the altered condition of affairs, with that perspicacity which characterizes the old plainsman, he rushed down the divide and up the creek for about half a mile, to a point where a small ravine enters it. He followed the tortuous windings of this ravine for nearly a mile, then crossed the little divide separating him from the other ravine, up which the horses were slowly coming, arriving at the trail in a very favorable spot, with relatively high embankments on either side. Now came the final strug- gle. Had the animals yet passed out ? Fortunately not. He could discover no marks of their hoofs ; all was well so far. His rope was hidden behind him, and the now anx- ious pursuer was compelled to be very cautious. He wan- dered slowly back on the trail, loudly singing one of his favorite tunes, fearing that if he came suddenly upon the animals in such a sequestered place without some sort of warning, they would take to flight in another direction. This strategy lasted but a moment, and he was not by any means too soon, for the iiorses suddenly appeared upon the trail right in front of him. He sauntered along carelessly toward the now interested animals, who pricked up their ears as they stood perfectly passive, seemingly recognizing their master's voice. Instead of attempting to rush off again, they deliberately walked up to him, apparently as much pleased to see him as he to meet them under such favorable circumstances. The thing was done, and well done, thought the Colonel KOHTY YKAHH OK ADVKNTIIRKH an ho mounted oih>, IjiHtcncd the rope nroiiiid tlic neck of the otlicr, and Htiirted on Iuh return to ejunp. It wuh iu)W the middle of the afternoon, and lie wuh at leant twenty- five miles from the \vaj?on, ho he waHted no time on the return trip. He tnade the liorneH atone lur the trouble they had ^iven him, by pUKhin^ them at the top of their Hpeed, realizing? it would not hurt them, aw \ui intended to renuiin in camp another twelve hourH, which would j^ivo them ample rest for their j question of identity, and a great load was lifted from her heart, The reader, although he may never have exi)erienced an incident exactly similar to that of Mr. and Mrs. Jones, can inuigine the mutual joy of such a nu^eting, under the peculiar circumstances attending it. Col. Jones was no more a hero than his estimable, patient wife was a hero- ine. In her anxiety, though, she had absolutely forgotten that her worn-out husband had hjft at the earliest dawn without having eaten a morsel of food ; had walked and run a quarter of a hundred miles, and ridden barel)ack the same distance, and must necessarily be in a famishing condition. He was almost exhausted ; asked for a cup of cold coffee, upon which she realized her forget fulness. But never was a meal cooked by an unaccustomed camp- fire with such dispatch as that prepared for him on this occasion. He sat down, and realized that his wife was the very best cook in the world. CJIAPTER IV DKSI'EIIADOKS FAKMINO IN TIIK KAU WKHT — A KIU'ITLKHH BUFFALO-lirXT — MVIN(4 ON UllKAD AND NO WATKll — MIRAOK INTKNHI- I'lKI) BY I'UOfii(l'ah>-hiinter, had killed thousands simply for their hides, hut the idea of my butfalo-rescu- ing project was ))ut a cr(?ature of the brain, not yet i)er- fectly fornuilated; yet that was the year I determined to 'some sweet day' capture a herd, domesticatj! and per- petuate tile species. I captured alxnit a dozen that year, sold them for seven dollars and a half each, and was de- lighted to receive even that much. After I had finishtnl my corn-plowing (it was in the early part of August), 1 determined to go on a hunt, as the week previously I had learned of the main herd of buffalo a))out sixty miles west of whcM'e I had staked out my Government claim. "Although an experienced hunter, I had not given so much attention to the habits of the buffalo as I have dur- ing the past quarter of a century. No doubt it was my lack of Inift'alo lore, which allowed me to imagine I could any lime within the next wi^'k go where the herd was re- (37) 88 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES M! ported to have been seen, and find it there still. I took an abundance of time to make my preparation, and em- ployed a young man, a neighbor, to go with me. The day before I left, two strangers came along, who declared they desired to secure work in our section of the country, at anything. I informed them that all the buffalo-hunters were out after hides, which was the principal employmen1> of the few people who lived in the region, and they could undoubtedly get a job of skinning, if they were able to find an outfit going to the range. I was besieged to let them go with me ; they promised to help about the camp and skin buffaloes until they were able to find regular work. I finally took pity on the miserable tramps, and consented. "The next morning we rolled out on our journey in search of the great herd I had heard of. Two days of travel without any incident worth recalling, brought us to where we certainly expected to find game, but not a sin- gle buffalo could we see in any direction. I had provided the outfit with three days' rations of meat, plenty of flour for two months, together with other necessary sundries. " Our meat was soon gone; the fourth and fifth days passed, and still not a sign of any game ; nor were there hunting parties to be seen anywhere, from which we might have replenished our stock of prcisions, or at least our meat rations. " We had now been living two days on bread and butter alone ; the butter was all consumed on the night of the fifth day — the dry bread must serve us until we could kill a buffalo. This condition of things continued until the morning of the sixth day, when we rose very early, ate a piece of bread, drank some water, and then started off on the buffalo trail to the northwest, where the great herd had passed a week previously. Noon came, but nothing in the shape of game appeared, and we had no water. The sun poured its rays down upon our defenseless heads, as only those who have experienced a summer day on the DECEPTIVE PRANKS OF MIRAGE 89 Plains can imagine. It was intolerably hot, and the de- ceptive mirage played Hs curious pranks with the broiling landscape, by forming the most beautiful lakes, running over with the clearest water imaginable, while their shores were fringed with the shadiest, tallest, and most luxuriant timber; but as we approached the seductive spots, they would vanish like ' castles in the air. ' "At one time, as the wagon was moving slowly along, I was half a mile to the left, and on the border of a prairie- dog village. Here I determined to kill some of the ro- dents, to make soup, and was preparing to execute my plans, when on looking toward the team I saw a beautiful pool of water, and really believed it to be such, for I rea- soned thus : ' It cannot be a mirage ; it is certainly water, because I can see the reflection of tho team, the wagon and its occupants, in the little lake. I am satisfied it is clear, cold water, and I will hasten and quench my intol- erable thirst, for my tongue is actually swollen ; I cannot endure the suffering much longer, as I have not had a drop since long before sunrise, and it is now past the mid- dle of the afternoon.' I walked swiftly towards the pond, but on approaching with every nerve at its utmost tension, it vanished, as had the others, and my disappointment was sore, as may be imagined. "In a short time sve arrived at the bank of a dry ra- vine, or * arroyo ' as the Mexicans call these breaks in the surface of the prairie, and ordering the men to go down on the south side with the team, I told them I would goto the valley on the north and try to find water. The stran- gers had been riding all day, and I suggested to them they had better walk awhile to lighten up the load, as the horses were becoming rapidly exhausted and had been traveling rapidly all day without water. One of the men in an in- solent manner said : ' We did not agree to make this trip on foot, and don't propose to wear ourselves out, — we can do better. Besides, you are a d — d fool to go down this dry ravine. Why don't you keep on to the northwest ? ' , ii I \' 40 FORTY YEAK8 OF ADVENTURES " This was a ' stinger ' to me in my helpless condition, as I had only the lad whom I had brought from home, and immediately realized that they were desperate char- acters and no doubt had formulated some plan to take my outfit, as their actions for the past day or two con- vinced me they were nothing more or less than desperadoes. My attention from that time on was given to formulating some scheme to circumvent them. I made no reply to their insolent question, but ordered the boy to drive down the ravine as I liad suggested, and to keep in the little valley. Four o'clock arrived, and matters were assuming a serious phase : the hot, dry wind was with- ering everything, — even my very flesh seemed to he shrinking; my tongue was parched and swollen, while my eyes I could scarcely trust to be right or wrong. I could see lakes and groves ; the trees appeared to be ap- proaching, but proved to l)e only small weeds, while the lakes, too, were merely optical illusions, " While in this really precarious condition physically, as I staggered along, I heard a rumljling sound, and look- ing to the north I saw very distinctly six l)uffalo high up in the air, about ten times larger than usual, and about five hundred feet a'^ove the ground, running in space, coming directly towards me. I at once dropped on my left knee, ready to shoot, but could not catch a 'bead' on them, as they danced around in every direction. Nearer and nearer they came, until I could hear the rat- tling of their hoofs; they must have l^een within forty yards of me, when I heard them give a great snort, as they turned quickly eastward and bolted around me. They sailed through the air with their legs making regu- lar motions, as though they were running on the earth, yet to me they appeared circling high above, and soon disappeared from my view. I was really glad when the strange vision was ended; it was certainly a relief, for it appeared to me that I had lost my reasoning faculties, and my doom was at hand. MIRAGE INTENSIFIED BY PROSTRATION 41 •le "I felt myself perfectly conscious, and realized my sit- uation ; there were my gun, my cartridges, and everything near me in their normal state. I could scarcely believe that a mirage would delude me to the extent described, but that is just what it was. The fact is, the buffalo passed so near I heard them puff and snort, and no doubt could have hit them with a stone had I been able to prop- erly locate their true position. My power of sight being somewhat paralyzed from intense thirst and exhaustion, the mirage was intensified in its deception to my nervous system. " I managed to struggle on until I reached the wagon, where, under shade of its cover, I rode awhile to recruit my failinsf strength. By the time I had gained somewhat of my normal faculties and power it was nearly sundown, and the shades of evening helped to brace me up. All of us, including the team, were in a really deplorable condi- tion. I finally saw, while gazing around in search of suc- cor, an object ahead which appeared to be a tree reaching to the sky. But the atmospheric conditions were still playing tricks with me, and consequently I did not dare to decide what it really was that I had seen, — for I had been fooled so often that day I could no longer believe my own eyes. I had lost confidence in myself, and it did not return until the sun had gone down. What had been magnified so greatly, instead of being a gigantic tree was in reality a small box-elder busli about eight feet high. This, however, was encouraging, proving that we were cer- tainly making progress. " We soon discovered a clump of trees or bushes ahead, which also had an inspiring effect upon our almost worn- out natures, because these objects were indications that moist ground existed there, and that was what we so much needed, for it would indicate that water was near the surface, at any rate. But unfortunately we were still doomed to sore disappointment, for there was none of the precious fluid in the immediate vicinity. We continued 42 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES on our weary journey until darkness set in. If I had been alone, I should have felt fairly comfortable, but the two tramps, genuine toughs, had changed into almost raving maniacs, they were so completely overcome by thirst. I did the best I could ; assured them that water was certainly near, adjuring them to be a little patient, as I was sure we would strike it by keeping down the ravine, which had now become pretty well dotted with trees. I went out to search for water; took a spade from the side of the wagon, and commenced to dig in the sand which formed the bed of the creek. I found it moist, but could not squeeze out any water ; but by putting a few of the damp pebbles in our mouths, it temporarily relieved our feverish and parched throats. Again we wandered down the ravine, which was becoming more densely lined with Cottonwood, ash, and box-elder, and presently came to a ' drift ' caused by a relatively large tree which had blown down and was lying across the bed of the ravine (or creek, at certain times of the year). The water had washed out a deep channel under the debris of the logs, but not a drop remained ; all had been evaporated under the influence of the intensely hot weather. I again com- menced to excavate, this time in the deej)est place that had washed out, for I was sure water must be close to the surface. Sure enough 1 I struck it, but it was so thick with quicksand that it caved in as fast as I could throw it out. Yet I knew that by a little persevecance we would all be supplied and saved from a horrid death. Presently we heard the report of a rifle coming from the direction of down-stream, not more than a half-mile away, and I quickly abandoned operations with the spade. "We all started for the point from whence came the joyful sound, and a welcome sight caught our eyes, — a hunter's camp and a well of water in the sand. It was full of the delicious, pure cold beverage, which we rel- ished as mortals never did before or since. They had, be- sides, an abundance of fine fat buffalo-meat, of which BUPPBB IN THE HUNTERS' CAMP 48 they invited us to partake freely, as is the custom on the Plains. We soon had an oven of biscuits under way, and by the time coffee was ready we sat down to a most boun- tiful meal which we so needed to revive our weakened bodies. " The buffalo-meat was from a young animal — tender, and with an abundance of rich tallow we made a gravy that seemed infinitely superior to the sweetest butter. What a change comes over the hungry hunter when his appetite (which is the best sauce) is appeased 1 His whole nature is full of unselfishness, and his heart goes out to the lowliest with a full measure of brotherly love ; he is then involuntarily a Christian, in the most rigid accept- ance of the term. ' ' I was informed by these generous men that the main herd was about twenty miles north, a few buffalo having been in the vicinity of the camp that afternoon. Al- though the wants of my physical nature had been abun- dantly supplied, I was menially discouraged that night, and slept but little ; for, now familiar with the character of the men I had foolishly brought with me, I felt it would be imprudent to allow them to go farther in my company. I endeavored to persuade them to stay with the gentlemen that had so kindly entertained us, who had ex- pressed a willingness to employ them in skinning buffalo; and that if a reasonable number were secured, something besides their board would be paid. This did not satisfy the two tramps. They insisted that they were to stay with me until I found them a paying job — which was false. So I determined to abandon the hunt and the next morn- ing start for home, one hundred and fifty miles distant. Breakfast disposed of early, I informed the men that I had all the hunt I cared for, and intended to leave at once for home. This change in the plans they strenuously ob- jected to. I made all sorts of excuses for so doing, and at last told them in a most decided manner that I was cer- tainly going. 44 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES "After breakfast, on looking around we saw a large buf- falo about a mile farther down the ravine, standing near a high bank. The strangers wanted to go and shoot it. I consented, and they started off with my Henry rifle and an old musket l)elonging to themselves, while the boy and I hitched up the horses and pulled down the stream about half a mile, to the south of the high bank where the l)uf- falo had been seen ; but we could discover nothing of him or the men. I repeatedly fired my gun and called aloud several times, but received no response. On looking to- wards the south in the direction we intended to travel, I saw two objects a mile or so away. Supposing them to be the men we were looking for, I turned the team and headed in that direction. The Solomon river was about forty miles to the south, and we expected to make it for our camping-ground that night. We iiept watch of the two objects until about noon, when they disappeared. We supposed they had entered the ravine and continued the journey southward, yet thought it very strange, indeed, that these men should be so anxious to travel on foot, as they had been so averse to that method of locomotion the day previous. " I was very much worried, and thought they could not have been our men or they wcnild have waited until over- taken. Could it be possible they had stolen my rifle, and ' skipped ' purposely ? or what was the trouble ? I drove on slowly until nearly night, when we arrived at the river and went into camp, about a hundred yards from an out- fit of five men, who had also been on a hunt. "After supper, as the boy and I were talking over the mysterious disappearance of the two strangers, we were very much surprised to see them suddenly emerge from under a bush, not twenty feet from where we sat. The largest one walked straight up to me with my rifle in his hands, and said: 'Old chap, you are my meat now. If you have anything to say, say it d — d quick, as I am going to kil^ you right herel' My other gun was in the TROUBLE WITH THE DESPERADOES 45 wagon, and my revolver lying on a bundle just out of reach. He stood within ten feet of me, with the gun pointing straight at my heart, his finger on the trigger. I knew the least pressiire on it by him woiild settle me for all time, as I always shot with a hair-trigger; besides, it was my favorite weapon for close quarters, and carried thirteen cartridges in the magazine. I had already risen to my feet, and was intending to arrange supper for them as soon as I saw them. So I merely turned my face di- ' rectly towards them, and very calmly said : ' Shoot, if you think best, but as God is my judge, I have done you no intentional injury.' At the same inetant the boy sprang directly between us, and shouted, with his hand up: 'I swear that Colonel is innocent of leaving you; I am more to blame than he, as I urged him to come on, believing you were ahead.' "By this time the men in the other camp heard the maniacs in their fury, and one of them called out, ' What 's the racket over there ? ' I responded, ' Come over and ar- bitrate this difficulty.' Three of the men came at once, but the crazy fool stood with my gun in his hand, jabber- ing all kinds of nonsense, refusing to listen to anything; but he had no ' tenderfeet ' to deal with. One of the men walked straight up to him and took the gun out of his hands, without any resistance whatever. "I explained the situation to the man; that we saw the two objects referred to, and believed with all our souls it was the two men preceding us. They claimed that while creeping up on a buffalo bull, I fired the gun to scare him away ; that they followed him quite a ways, but could not get a shot. Then they came back and saw us about four miles away, upon which they fired their guns, and kept on after us, remaining in sight nearly all day. The old hunters could scarcely keep from laughing at their excitement and jabber and ridiculous conduct. They pitied ther^., and pacified them. Finally they ate their supper, after which they felt much better. I took 46 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES poBsession of the guns, extracted all the cartridgeB, and buckled on my belt of cartridgeB and revolver, aB I did not intend to have any more such foolishness. The strangers soon rolled themselves in their blankets, and were sound asleep, as no doubt it was the biggest ' tramp ' they ever took in one day. " The next morning our friends from the other camp joined us, and all started for the settlements, reaching the first village. Bull City, the second day, where I very promptly told the men that they had been my guests long enough, and drove on, glad that i had disposed of them so quickly. I think that they had really become de- mented, and not accountable for their actions, yet capa- ble of doing some irreparable damage; either that, or they took the opportunity as a pretext to kill me, and confiscate my team and outfit for their own use. The only thing that protected me was the camp being so near by. The fact of others being near by was unknown to the desperadoes until the call came from the other camp. " This was the last hunt I ever made with entire stran- gers 5> CHAPTER V BUFFALO ADAPTED TO EVERY ENVIRONMENT — WHY NOT DO- MESTICATE THEM? — THE LAST OPPORTU-.ITY — RESOLVED TO TRY — THE FIRST CALF-HUNT — FORDING THE ARKANSAS RIVER FULL OF ICE — A LONG WAY FHOM CIVILIZATION — "great HEAVENS 1 AN ELEPHANT, 6URE I " — KILLS THE LARGEST BUFFALO — A NIGHT SEARCH FOR WATER — AFRAID OF ATTRACTING INDIANS, THE WATCHMAN EXTINGUISHES THE BEACON-FIRE — SAFE IN CAMP AGAIN — COL. JONES ENJOYS SUNRISE ON THE PLAINS, ALSO A " SCENE " — BUF- FALO DISCOVERED THROUGH FIELD-GLASSES — FIRST AT- TEMPT TO "rescue THE PERISHING" — LASSO TIED TO horse's neck, OTHER END TO CALF — THE MOTHER NEARLY IMPALES THE HORSE AND RIDER — THE COLONEL SHOOTS THE COW, AND PRESSES ON FOR MORE — HORSE FALLS, AND HERD RUSHES TO FINISH HIM — CLINGS TO SADDLE AND ESCAPES — CAPTURES FOUR CALVES — HORSE AND RIDER FAMISHING FOR WATZ;R — MILES FROM CAMP — COMPAN- ION LED ASTRAY BY MIRAGE — DESPERATE RACE FOR CALF — PENETRATES THE LLANO ESTACADO — COMPANIONS RE- FUSE TO FOLLOW — DARE NOT RETURN WITHOUT A GUIDE — FOOLED 80 OFTEN BY MIRAGE, DO NOT RECOGNIZE WATER — COMPANION LOWERED INTO THE CANADIAN RIVER — ROPE SLIPS — "THE SUN GOES DOWN ON HIS WRATH " — LAST HERD DISCOVERED — CAPTURED FOURTEEN CALVES — THE COLONEL SHEDS HIS GARMENTS TO PROTECT THEM — HERD OF WHITE BUFFALO — LONG JOURNEY HOME IN March, 1886, after the unprecedented and wide-area " blizzard " of the preceding winter, Colonel Jones, in his itinerary, says : "As I drove over the prairies from Kansas into Texas, I saw thousands upon thousands of the carcasses of domestic cattle which had ' drifted ' before (47) 48 FORTV YRARH OK ADVENTURES tho oliillin^, freezing ' iiortlicr.' Ev(>ry one of tlicin had died with itn tail to the l)lizzard, never ha^'infjHtopped ex- cept at itH hiflt breath, then fell dead in ita tracks. When I reached the habitat of the buffalo, not one of th(ur car- casseH was vi9il)le, except those which had been slain by hunters. P]very animal I came across was as nimble and wiry as a fox. As Watts meditated over the mystery of (iteam lifting the lid of the teakettle, I commenced to pond'-r npon the contr«'4 between the qualities of the white man's domcptic cattle and those of the red man's cattle (Imifalo). Young Watts (exclaimed, as ho watched thv, effect l into our native cattle, and have a perfect animal, one that will defy all these ele- ments ? ' I was in the right mood to tluis soliloquize and appreciji*^ > an animal which could withstand such a ter- rific orc.al, having personally suffered severe losses in the great storm of the previous winter. I had been caught out m it myself at its l^eginning, while hunting antelope. The sind blew a perfect hurricane; the snow was twisted and hurled in all directions, iintil its initial mass, a foot in depth at least, was blown into the air, leaving the ground bare, where it was completely pulverized by the energy of the contending elements into an impalpable powder, fill- ing the lungs of everything animate; drifting through their hair, alternately melting and freezing, until horses, mules and domestic cattle perished by tens of thousands. Woe unto the man who chanced to be caught in its mad career ! Many did it overtake who yielded to its fury. By good luck, familiar with the nature of these terrible storms, I made my way to a 'claim-shanty,' leaving five dead an- telope on the prairie, not daring to linger a mirmte to gather them in. I was just in time to save myself and team. BUFFAtiO ADAPTED TO EVERV ENVIRONMENT 40 " I remained thero ns \nn^ a» the fearful Htorm lasted, — two nights and a day,- and saw everything had to be protected or yield to its fury. Imagine my astonishn.ent when I discovered that the buflfalo alone were exempt; and I then commenced to calculate the worth of this re- markable but almost extinct animal. With my pencil I noted these points: 'The l)uft'alo is king of the blizzard; he was constructed for the lltful climate of the Great Plains ; he was made for the use of a race that had noth- ing else to depend uj)on, and must surely be nearly a per- fect creation. His tlesh is far superior to that of any don?«pti3 animal under similar conditions; his robe is a 'solid comfort' when the wintry blasts howl. The hair (jf the animal's head and forehead is heavy and springy, serving perfectly the office of a mattress and pillow. Its tallow is as rich and palatable as butter; the flesh, when dried, serves for bread ; the hide, when tanned, makes good shoes, rope, and leather. Its fur is softer than lamb's wool, and when woven into cloth is the lightest and warmest fabric ever manufactured. The under fur is like swan's down, and makes a perfectly waterproof hat when converted into that article. The rain is shed from it as rapidly as from a duck's back; it is this wise provi- sion of nature so close to their bodies which keeps the animal constantly dry and warm. While domestic cat- tle are stricken down by the deadly venom of t' ^ rattle- snake, the buffalo receive its fangs in the lon^ ir and wool covering their head and legs, and then trample the serpents into the earth with their sharp hoofs. Its fleece may be carded off every spring, after having fulfilled its purpose of a winter's protection to the animal, woven into the finest fabrics, knitted into hosiery, and made into robes and blankets which kings and princes delight to recline under. " 'The buffalo's endurance is marvelous; as a beast of burden it has no superior. The milk of the buffalo cow is infinitely richer than that of the Jersey. The buffalo — 4 I ll 60 KOBTY YBARS OF ADVBNTUnEH are decidedly clamwBh; they do not stray away, neither can they bo driven oH" their range* by the Heverest " bliz- zard,'' and, in contradistinction to the domestic steer, always face the storm. " 'Tlunr sense of smell is so keen, they can toll where a rich bunch of grass is, though buried a foot deep luider the snow. They root in enow like a razor-back hog after artichokes. The severest winter has no pangs for these l)atient brutes. Their sinews serve as thread for heavy sewing; their horns make excellent goblets, receptacles for powder, and beautiful buttons. Their fur spun into yarn affords the best material for hosiery and underwear. Their bones can be converted into handles for ladles and cutlery. When ground, they furnish the best fertil- izer for an impoverished soil ; when charred, are used l)y sugar-works in the process of refining. *' 'Where, then, is the animal to be found which can compare with the buffalo, the nijected buffalo? "The stone which the builders rejected has ))ecome the chief corner-stone." So it is with the buffalo: when wo have fitted it to its proper sphere, it is the chief of all rumi- nants. I will chain him, and domesticate a race of cattle equal to, if not superior to all ruminants heretofore known. I will attire myself entirely in clothing made from the product of the buffalo^; even the buttons of my clothes shall be made of horns and hoofs of that wonder- ful animal. I will not rely on the ravens for my "food and raiment," and all may reft assured I will never suffer from the howling blizzards nor for meat go hungry.' " The 24th of April, 1880, was a bleak, cold day. Early that morning. Colonel Jones, Charley Rude and Mr. New- ton Adams harnessed up a team oi three-year-old mulea to a light spring wagon, and a heavier span to an ordi- nary lumber wagon, determined to experiment with the bounding buffalo. > Se« frontlgpiece to this chapter. COLONEL JONES DRESSED IN GARMENTS PRODUCED FROM FUR OF BUFFALO AND CATALO. DEPARTURE FOR THE HUNT 51 Their point of departure was the little hamlet of Ken- dall, on the Arkansas river, in Hamilton county, Kansas, forty miles east of the west line of the State. Here the Arkansas is a very treacherous stream, about half a mile wide, never exceeding five feet in depth, with a quicksand bottom. The several channels continuously change, mak- ing its passage fraught with danger, particularly in the spring. There were no bridges in the region then, conse- quently the only means of crossing was by fording. The slush-ice was thick, the water about three feet deep on an average, although in places the mules were off their feet. It was a hazardous undertaking to venture into the stream — cold, swift, and surging with ice — especially with only one span of animals, drawing a heavy load of corn, flour, bacon, and other provisions for man and beast dur- ing a six-weeks expedition. Kendall is the town built up on the product of its won- derful stone-quarries. Colonel Jones had a force of men with very heavy horses there, getting out the crude rock for his famous " marble block " he was then constructing at his home in Garden City ; so he ordered two teams of his immense animals to be hooked ahead of tlie mules. Then, gathering up the lines himself, and telling the man who brought the horses to "climb on," he cracked his whip over the six animals, plunged into the raging river, and was soon safe on the other shore. Messrs. Rude and Adams followed the indomitable Colonel with the spring wagon, and when they arrived on the opposite bank the extra horses were sent back to the quarries by tiie man who had brought them from their work. The course determined upon l:)y the adventurous "buf- falo-hunter" was over the apparently interminable sand- hills of the region beyond the Arkansas, thence southwest across the plains and deserts of the Indian Territory and the "Panhandle" of Texas: a long, weary march, with the almost absolute certainty of not meeting a soul until their return. 62 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES m ; Day after day for a whole week the little party strained their eyes in the vain hope of discovering something which would relieve the tedious monotony of this weari- some journey. April had almost vanished ; the last evening of the last day was rapidly flitting ; Colonel Jones was a half-mile in advance of his conij)anion's team, ascending a "divide." Old hunter as he was, he had always made it a rule when on an expedition after big game on the Plains, never to cross a ridge in a sitting position ; always standing up on the seat, which enabled him to see animals or Indians be- fore they could discover his approach. Mr. Rude was ly- ing in the rear of the wagon, leading two saddle-horses, spared from any work, reserved for the chase when the proper time arrived. "Great Heavens!" suddenly exclaimed the Colonel; "an elephant surel" Then he sat. down, gave the off horse a cut with the whip, and whirled the team around to the left so short and quickly that it almost tumbled everything out of the wagon. Away he went at "John Gilpin ' ' speed for about two hundred yards into the ra- vine; then out he jumped, gave the lines to Mr. Rude, rushed to the crest of the divide with his Winchester, and peeped over. In a few minutes, bang I came the re- port of the Colonel's gun. He then beckoned for Mr. Rude to come, who immediately drove up the slope for nearly a quarter of a mile, where the Colonel was waiting for him. Three hundred yards beyond was a huge buf- falo bull lying on "all fours." He had been instantly killed; never struggled a particle, or rolled over on his side as usual. This was the first buffalo ever seen by Rude or Adams, and they were so excited at the extraordinary spectacle, that, as the Colonel expresses it, " He could have scraped off their eyes with a stick." Mr. Rude, who was nearly six feet tall, was very par- ticular to "size up" the animal by his own standard of A NIGHT SEARCH FOR WATER 68 measure. He stdod close to the buffalo, and could barely Bee over the immense animal's shoulders, as it laid in its peculiar position. About a hundred pounds of excellent meat were saved, and the remarkably large head of the animal reserved for mounting. Dallying with the buffalo until all the daylight of April had disappeared, not a drop of water had been secured ; there was none in camp, and, what was worse, none had been met with during their last twenty miles of travel. The horses were jaded, the men terribly thirsty. What was to be done? Colonel Jones kindled a fire of "buf- falo-chips " on the highest point of the divide; then, he taking one of the saddle-horses and Mr. Rude the other, leaving Mr. Adams to keep up the signal, that they might not get lost, they started on a search for water. The Colo- nel was to inspect the high plateau, while Mr. Rude was to follow the course of the ravine, and each with a pail on his arm darted away in the darkness. Hours rolled on, but no return to camp of either. Mr. Adams became alarmed, fearing the Indians had captured both his companions ; so he crawled off in the grass and hid himself, allowing the fire to die out. About eleven o'clock he heard the report of a gun far out on the prairie. He became frantic with fear, for he felt positive that Colonel Jones vas killed, as the sound came from the di- rection in which he had gone when he left camp. Presently he heard another report, this time due north, immediately followed by two more to the east. This capped the climax of his terrible fright : he now believed that his time had surely come. Very soon, in his terror, he saw what he supposed to be an Indian riding a pony, passing by the camp. Then he consoled himself with the hope that all of them (of course, his imagination had peopled the entire prairie with bloodthirsty savages) would go by without discover- ing him. At this moment one of the animals in camp neighed at the sight of the horse going past, on which 54 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES \l Mr. Adams supposed the Indian to be, and in another second he heard a voice call out, '* Hello, Adams 1 Where are you?" It was the Colonel, who had fired his gun and had so disturbed Mr. Adams's nerves, — the former expecting the usual response of a hunter ; but Mr. Adams was too thor- oughly frightened to remember that he should have re- turned the report, if indeed he knew anything about camp customs. His long life on the Plains had taught him how to find camp, and the Colonel wandered into his headquarters without the beacon he had started on the hill before he left. The reports from the north were re- sponses made by Mr. Rude to the Colonel's salute, which had only added fuel to the terror kindled in Hr. Adams's breast. Colonel Jones immediately renewed the " buffalo-chip " beacon on the top of the hill, by the dull glare of which Mr. Rude was guided to camp. He had been more fortu- nate than the Colonel in their search for water ; for he had discovered a small pond on the broad plateau, while the Colonel found not a drop anywhere. Fortunately, Mr. Rude had brought enough water back with him to quench the thirst of the men, wet the throats of the four mules, and the horse the Colonel had ridden, — his own having satisfied himself at the pond. Matters having assumed a more satisfactory shape so far as water was concerned, they began to prepare them- selves for the remainder of the night. A large piece of the buffalo was deliciously broiled on the coals, superintended by the Colonel, who was perforce as good a cook as he was hunter; coffee was brewed, "slapjacks" fried, and the now comfortable little com- pany kept up a jolly time by telling stories, the interest centering upon the experiences of the Colonel on the Great Plains and in the mountains, until long after mid- night, when they rolled themselves up in their blankets. During the conversation before the cheerful but small I ' ; ENJOYING SUNRISE ON THE PLAINS 66 campfire, one of the party remarked that as the morrow would be the first of May, they should inaugurate a " May party " Colonel Jones said that if buffalo were discov- ered he would place the lasso " wreath " over the head of one, and proclaim it the " Lucky Knight " or the " May Queen," according to sex. In a few minutes every one of the party was lost in the land of dreams, where ca'; e exciting visions of chasing the bounding bison, or of other strange experiences, new to the two gentlemen, who were entitled to that purely Western appellation of " tenderfoot," (Col. Jones had al- ready served his time as a " tenderfoot,") until the gray dawn in the east uncovered its eyes. While the others were preparing breakfast next morn- ing, Colonel Jones topk his field-glass, strolled off in search of water, and in a short time discovered, about half a mile to the southwest, a beautiful pool of the purest and clearest. Such things frequently occur: parties "turn in," having given up the hope of finding water, but in the morning discover a fine spring or pool close by. It seems almost miraculous, — as if some Moses had smitten the rock in the night, as was done in the Desert of old. That this find was relished by man and beast, anyone who has been similarly situated will con- cede. He returned by way of a very high point, where, adjusting his powerful field-glass, he could not resist stopping to contemplate the magnificent pastoral scene all around him ; for the Colonel is a lover of Nature in her quieter moods, as well as in the midst of an exciting chase after her wildest and dangerous creations. The air was so pure that not a vapor streaked the dawn, so that he could see over a vast area. He who has never been alone on the Great Plains and looked across a magnificent stretch of prairie at the moment of sunrise, cannot com- prehend the thrill of emotion which fills one's soul as he gazes upon such a scene. There is positively no obstruc- tion to the vision except the convexity of the earth, com- i 66 FORTY "EARS OF ADVENTURES i passing a landscape which is bewildering in its vastness. Colonel Jones stood entranced as he drank in the variety and charming features of the panorama, which only ended in the deep blue of the horizon, while imagination took him beyond and to the " happy hunting-grounds" of the Unknown. Little groups of antelope were either grazing, or, having completed their morning repast, were rumi- nating in the sunny ravines ; bands of wild horses were gamboling on the green hillsides ; while here and there a wolf or coyote that had not yet finished its nocturnal prowling, slowly moved toward its den of seclusion as the sun rose in fullness of beauty and splendor. Far in the distance was a herd of perhaps twenty monstrous buffalo, unconscious of the fact that so near was an individual who had enlisted his best efforts in "rescuing the perish- ing" irom annihilation. How slowly they move! — in single file, towards their sequestered nooks, where the grass is thick and tender. Now the Colonel became in- tensely interested in this group of shaggy monsters, as the light glinted upon their huge bodies. He earnestly gazed through his glass to detect, if possible, if calves were among them, as he did not care for the grown ani- mals. What he desired was the young bison, to raise at his ranch, and thus perpetuate the species. But the group was so far away, the glass was not powerful enough to dis- cern any baby buffaloes. There might be a hundred there, but the fact could not be determined, except by going nearer to them. Upon this decision the Colonel returned to camp. With the animals all watered, breakfast was hurriedly disposed of, and soon the party was on its way to where the buffalo had been seen, leaving Mr. Adams to keep camp. The Colonel guided, as usual, riding in the light wagon, lead- ing his Kentucky thoroughbred, already saddled and bridled, with lasso carefully wound around the horn of the saddle, and plenty of small rope to bind the calves, if any were found in the herd. III FIRST ATTEMPT AT CATCHING BUFFALO CALVES 57 Mil. after mile was traveled, until about ten o'clock they arrived at the crest of a high < '.vide, where to the northwest, far beyond h\ a wide valley, a herd of twenty buffaloes were discovered, — the same first seen by the Colonel in the early morning, which by this time, havii g filled themselves with the nutritious grass, were lying down for their midday rest. Here the team was imme- diately turned to the left, into a ravine opening into a larger one, situated between the buffalo and their pur- suers. Arriving at the larger ravine, a turn into it at the right was made, until another ravine from the west was encountered. Turning into it, the most precaution- ary measures were adopted. The wind was blowing from the south, and it would not do to permit the scent of the party to be wafted in the direction of the herd, for buffalo will more quickly stampede at the smell of objects ap- proaching them, than by actual sight of the disturbing element : and the odor of a white man is particularly ob- noxious to them. It would not d(j for the wagons to proceed farther, as the rattle of its wheels would certainly alarm the herd. Colonel Jones then cautiously took his horse by the reins, drew up the cinch, and gave Rude f)rder8 to keep up and gather in the calves if any should be caught ; to lay on tlie lash, and be sure not to lose sight of him. Then he led the horse as near as he dared without danger of detec- tion, quickly mounted, laid fiat upon the animal, and galloped directly toward the buffalo. Every detail of the Colonel's methods worked like a charm. If he had sat erect upon his liorse the herd would have become fright- ened at once, and been out of sight in a few moments. He did not deviate from a straight line in the slightest. To the buffalo, the object they saAV was only a wild horse, looking at it as a very familiar sight; for buffalo and other wild animals are not able to distinguish a moving object from a stationary, one, particularly if it is coming directlv toward them. ill 1^ ■ 68 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES Nearer and nearer the Colonel approached the herd, until he was within two hundred yards of them, when they then commence■ 1 vj- V before, so completely were they masked by their n. 'iiera, ' sstled close to their great shaggy bodies. In an instaiit confusion ran riot with the herd ; away went the animals, all going to the northeast, as if they had been shot out of a cannon. By this time Mr. Rude had arrived with his mules at the top of the hill, from which commanding position he could grasp the whole exciting scene, and take in every feature of the chase. Being an expert artist, he drew the faithful sketch which will be found on another page. Colonel Jones was in excellent condition to do good work that morning. Getting so near the herd before it started, and mounted on his best Kentucky runner, it was a combination of strategy and luck. Fearing that when he dismounted to tie a calf his horse might get frightened and leave him, he had fastened one end of the lasso around his animal's neck, so he could be sure of keeping the horse from stampeding while binding the captive. As soon as the Colonel closed up to the surprised ani- mals, they ran all the faster. Mark how the cows pro- tect their calves, sheltering them almost under their shaggy bodies 1 But old "Kentuck" was in his prime, and swept down upon the buffalo like a wolf on a wan- dering lamb. Now see the lasso, whirling in mid-air, from skillful hand ; away it goes, into the midst of the fleeting shadows of the frightened animals; the horse comes to a sudden halt; a tawny calf is rearing and plunging at the end of the rope in its frantic struggles to escape the fatal snare. It is in vain ; in an instant the Colonel is on the ground, grasps the little brute, and in some three distinct motions lashes its hind legs close up to its neck, slips the noose from its head, and with a MOTHER TRIEH TO REBCUE HER CALF 59 single bound that would have done credit to the most nimble circus-rider, is firm in the saddle again, and " Kentuck " dashing after the hurriedly retreating herd. See how the blooded horse sweeps over the prairie I At every jump the sod and dust are whirled thirty feet high in air, to land on the ground a hundred yards in his rear. What a wonderful picture 1 Scenes rivaling th-^ chariot- racing in the Roman Coliseum of oldl Ev y > 'le of success now depended upon the endurance oi t>' ':hor- oughbred; like a hawk swooping down on it > j, 9/ v'tti the nolile steed again close in on the flying '" . \ Now the lasso once more is whirled into the air; it sho. i!^ (iit like a cat's paw, and rakes in another calf 1 I ' musical voice could be heard distinctly by Mr. Rude, i .. Jolonel was off as quickly as before, but as he was binding this second victim of his prowess, he heard a loud grunt accompanied by a terrible rattling of hoofs, immediately in his rear. Looking up to discover the cause of the strange commo- tion, he saw the mother of the calf, who, having heard her offspring bleating in its fright, was coming to its res- cue, with her eyes green as an angry tiger's, and hair all turned the wrong way. Under the impulse of the ma- ternal instinct, she was swelled with righteous indigna- tion and deliberate determination to rescue her baby or die in the attempt, — apparently feeling as competent to crush the daring robber as if every hair on her body was a keen lance and her horns of Damascus steel. Discre- tion at this serious juncture was better than valor; with a bound that surprised the Colonel himself, he threw his body into the saddle and sunk 1)oth spurs into Kentuck 's flanks, upon which the horse darted off like a flash, with the eiiriiged cow in close pursuit. In an instant the end of the rope was reached ; Kentuck whirled into the air like a small boy's top, as the other end was still around the calf's neck. There was no time to unfasten the rope from the horse's neck, as the cow had already passed him, and was fixing herself for another A'r^i 00 FORTV YEARS OK ADVENTUREB r.i I ;.: charge. All that could bo done under the peculiar cir- cumstances in which the Colonel found himself, was U) run Kentuck in a circle, using the calf for a pivot, or, if possible, shoot the cow. Bang I bang I bang I came three reports successively from the Colonel's forty-five double- action revolver, which he always carried on hunting expe- ditions; but still the cow came nearer and nearer. The gallant huntci realized the fact that there remained only two charges in the chambers of his weapon with which to do the work ; so he collected his nerve and waitcjd until tlie furious animal was almost within reach of his horse; then, leaning far back in the saddle, he took deliberate aim, firing for the fourth tinip. The cow gave a furious snort, and bounded away as it' a dynamite cartridge had exploded at her side. She was hit high iip in the shoul- der, badly hurt, but not mortally wounded. When she had gotten oflt' about a hundred yards, she halted, shook her head, and pawed the earth. Colonel Jones, taking advantage of this lull in hostilities, quickly slipped otf Kentuck, tied one of the calf's hind legs close to its neck, then drew the noose from its neck, again mounted, and started after the fleeting herd a mile away, as deliberately as though nothing had happened. The herd by this time had become heated, and their anger was at the highest pitch. Upon overtaking them, he profited by the lesson he had just learned, and did not attempt to throw the lasso over another calf '\hile the rope was attached to his horse's neck. So, reaching down, he attempted to untie it, but the terrible strain it had been subjected to during his little fracas with the cow had so tightened the knot that he found he could not do so. The Colonel was well aware that if he stopped to untie it, it would be impossible to overtake the herd again, as his horse was fast becoming fatigued, and not able to make another race. He con- cluded that if he pressed the herd hard enough the old buffalo would get away and abandon the calves, which NARROW ESCAPE FROM DEATH (U they would not do under ordinary circumstances. He then contented himself with an occasional dash between the calf and the renniinder of the herd, causing it to bleat and beg for assistance. In every instance the cows and })u11b grunted in response, invariably turning completely around, facing their enemy with a solid front of sharp- horned and vicious-looking heads, coming in the very im- persimation of brute rage to the rescue of their little one. The Colonel then determined to resort to the expedient of catching one of the calves with his hands, so he could hurriedly let it go if the herd pressed too closely. Reach- ing over to the right, as they dashed over the prairie, he succeeded in effecting what he had determined upon, by grasping the tail of one of the calves ; ( buflalo always run with their tails curved over their backs, " like scorpions.") The well-trained Kentuck knew that wheuevor his rider leaned to the right or to the left it was a signal to turn in that direction. So, when the Colonel leaned to the right to grasp the tail of the calf, the horse promptly turned in that direction, unfortunately striking the calf with his feet, — and in an instant horse, rider and young buffalo were tumbled in a confused mass on the ground 1 The calf bellowed lustily, half scared to death, upon which cry for help nineteen of the infuriated bulls and cows started for the intrepid but reckless Colonel with all the intensity of concentrated wrath. He at once realized the terrible predicament he was in, but his inevitable coolness in time of danger did not forsake him in this instance. Striking the horse a terrific cut with the rope, which brought him to his feet and senses in a second, away he dashed with his master clinging to the saddle, out of the way of the impending clash of the charging buffalo. It was a "close call," to employ a Western ex- pression indicative of escape from almost certain death ; but Fortune favored the hunter that day, as she has many times since, and the buffalo were doubly enraged and no 62 FORTY YEARH OK ADVENTUHKH I m doubt disgusted upon arriving ui- tlu» spot whore the calf stood, to find thoir enemy vanished like a mirage. These two thrilling experiences, so closely following each other, did not al)ttte one jot of the Colonel's usual "nerve": in a moment, like Wellington at the battle of Waterloo, it was '•Up, Guards, and at them 1 " Again, as soon as he could feiraighten out matters, he dashed into the herd, running it luitil one calf, exhausted, was far in the rear. Ho pressed the old ))uffalo at such a rate that they were soon so far away they could not hear it bleat. He then deliberately whirled his horse about, gal- loped back and met the calf, threw the lasso around its neck, dismounted, tied it, and started for the other, the last calf. By careful tactics he succeeded in overtaking the herd, and the last calf and its mother were separated from the herd, when, with the last load in his revolver, he so wounded the cow that she was una))le to keep up with her young one, and throwing the lasso over it, he captured the coveted prize. Three very exciting hours had just passed in the intense desperate struggle to secure what he had determined to do. The sun under the semi-tropical skies of the region was terrific; both the Colonel and his wonderful horse were so worn out, that, after resting for a few moments, they were so stifT that neither could make any rapid move- ment. What was to be done ? Mr. Rude was nowhere to be seen, although he had received positive orders to run his mules under the lash, and gather the calves as he came to them. The Colonel led his horse, after the animal had recuperated somewhat, to the crest of a high hill, hoping to discover Mr. Rude somewhere in sight ; but all was a vast prairie, devoid of everything animate except a large herd of antelope and a small band of wild horses in the far southwest. A close estimate of the distance from the point at which he had left Mr. Rude, also to camp, was made. He found it to be for the former about fifteen miles and MII-KB KROM CAMP, WITHOUT WATKR 08 tho latter twouty-flv«i on u ))H«t line, or forty to cump, by tho circuitous way in which ho hud coinn. It wuh nearly thn niidillo of tho aftctrnoon now; to go straiglit to camp would taiv'o until midnight to roach it (»n foot, if at all, that day. His tonguo waw already parched and HwoUen ; there was an ahundanco of water in tlu* wagon which Mr. Rude drove, if he could o'lly he found. On the Great Plains, ninety-nine nen out of a hundred would become bewildered under tho circumstances, lose their course ss during the last hour, constantly bawling for their mothers, in a not very rhythmical strain. Two heavy stakes sixty feet apart were driven into the ground, to which a long rope was stretched tightly, and in which, at a distanc(> of sixteen feet from one another, a light rope was fastened, meas- uring four feet in length, to the end of which the calves wen^ tied by the neck. This method admitted of a great deal of freedom, relaxing in ev(;rv direct ion, and ])utting all obstacles beyond the reach of the vicious little Itrutes; for if they had been tied to a i)ost, wagon, or any other substantial object, they would soon have been killed by battering themselves against it. The next morning \\w calv(!s were inspected and chris- tened. The one which had been the cause of so much — 5 a t 66 FORTY YEAB8 OF ADVENTURES trouhle to the Colonel, and whose mother had been in such ji rage, rushing upon him so ferociously, was named "Lucky Knight"; the other, which threw Kentuck, and possessed an amoimt of endurance really phenomenal during the chase after her, " May Queen " ; the first and last one, "Robert Burns" and "Grace Greenwood," re- spectively. But the last two named did not survive the tedious journey to the raiich, in Kansas, while the others are among the finest specimens of the buffalo in the Colo- nel's famous herd. The next morning the hunters were out ])right and early, as the calves kept up such a calling for their moth- ers there was l)ut little sleep to be had. As soon as day- light fully came. Colonel Jones was scanning the country for more buffalo, and was astonished at finding ten head not to exceed a mile away, and by the use of his glass could see a fine calf gamboling around the herd. Very so(ni he was on his reserved steed, and dashed away for the prize; Ijut tli<^ calf was a large, strong one, and made the chase one to be remembered. Once, twice, thrice the lasso was sent out to ensnare the wiry beast, but each time the calf would spurt forward and tlie noose fell short and only landed on its l)ack. The Colonel deter- mined to make one more effort only, as liis horse was nearly exhausted. Spurring his steed to his utmost, he sent the whizzing lasso with all the force he could com- mand ; but the calf made its usual effort just at the crit- ical moment, and the noose fell short, striking on its shoulders, and fell otf to the right side. However, as fortune "favors the brave," the Colonel was n^warded after all hope had vanislKnl, for the right hind h-g swept into the loop as he sped along, and tin; skillful captor made a quick jerk that fastened it in the toils. It bellowed lust- ily, and the herd i)f ten cows hasttnied to its rescu(\ They surrounded it, and the fury that they generated would have nmdea regiment of soldiers retreat, as they were only about twenty feet from the Colonel, As he was holding GETTING WATER FROM THE RIVER 67 to the rope desperately with his left, he j»rabbed his broad- brim luit with his right hand, and saihMl it into tlie herd. It lit right under on(^ of the cows, which made her kick worse than seventeen mules. Slie gave a furious snort and lurch, and made a bee line for the desert, with all the others closely following, excei)t the calf, which was named " The Plumed Knight," in honor of James G. Blaine, and which, like its namesake, maintained the head of the party as long as it lived. The 8d and 4th of May were passed (excepting a lim- ited reconnoiter, but bootless of success) in taking the calves to a ranch fifty miles to the east for tfMuporary keeping. On the 5th everything was in readiness to move to the southwest. The tent, lumber wagon, and bulk of supplies were left behind, and on the evening of that day the party arrived at the north bank of the South Cana- dian river. The channel of this treacherous stream is deep in the earth, its banks very precipitous, sonu^times rising almost perpendicularly mori' than a hundred feet. The animals and men were tired, thirsty, and al)t)ut worn out. The ravines running into the river were so rough and deep that it was not possible to go any farther up or down the stream that evening, and as night was already upon them, it was a perplexing cpit'stion what to do in their dilemma. Some- thing had to Ix' accomplished, however, and as usual the Colonel was ready in cas(^ of emergency, and, full of fer- tile ideas, took the initiative, — for the others dei)ended upon him as their Moses. He first ordered all the avail- able ro[)es to lie eollecti^d. drove a stout stakeof timber in the ground on the edge of the bank, threw a noose around Mr. Adams's shoulders, handed him a pail, took one turn of t\w ro[)(> around the stak(>, and told him to descend and send up a ])ailfu! of water This was a trying monnMit for Mr. Adams, but he had all confidence in his comrades at the top of the l)ank, and ol)eyeil gracefully. Having reached the surface of the stream, h(> anchored 68 FORTY V'EARP OF ADVENTURES himself on a rock and filled the p«il, wliich was drawn up. This was repeated several times, tmtil all the stfick was satisfied. He then fastened the r()i)e around his hddy, and with a jiailful of water in his hand, was soon daiii?- ling in the air. Drawing him up was not as easily aeconi- l)lished as letting him down ; \i\Km Mr. Rudi^ remarking, "Adams must have drunk as much as a l)utt'alo cow," it caused the Colonel to hurst into a laugh, and not another inch cimld they raise the swinging, faithful Adams. .,t last, almost in despair, Colonel Jones called out to him to pour the w'ater out of his pail, wdiich was quickly done. There was no water for cofi'ee as yet, and the Colonel, re- membering that the want of their accustomed l)evernge would cause much discomfort, gave orders to lower .! ;. Adams again, which was effected more rapidly tlian was appreciated by the latter, for as he landed in a lump on the small rocks bordering the water's edge, his ii'in. slip- ped, and he went head foremost into the foaming loiriiil. The yells to which he gave utterance as the fliillii',-; liaid coursed over his warm body wm^ loo lau,fc' lOle to de- scribe. But it was no laughing matter — it was getting seri(ms; so the two u.en si'- (piickly gatlnMH^l up the slack of the rope and landed iiiiti upon a safe footing. In the struggle Mr. AdiUin 'i i goof the j)ail altogether, and it required considerable persuasion to induce him to detach the rope from his body in order that they might send down another. He had lost all <'onfidence in his companions. The darkness was intense. A more disnnil situation for a nuin to be in. ])robal)ly, could not be lonnd in any country. It recpiired faithful i)lpdgeH to reston* the brav<' fellow's confidence, which was entirely gone; but the sudtlen bath to which he had been subjectetl 1 hrough the carelessness of his comrad(>8 braced him up. Anotlu-r pail was lowered to him, the last one in camp, which lie t^ent up alone, not daring to risk the loss of tlx' precious lluid as before, bj' the added weight of himself. .Safely on the top of tho bank, it was carefully set aside, and the PENETRATES THE LLANO EBTACADO 69 dreaded task of hauling him to the companionship of his comrades ahove was again commenced. By exercising bet- t(M' judgment and stronger efforts tliis time, the Coh)nel and Mr. Rude succeeded ; and Mr. Adams was once nu>re in camp, hut shivering with cold, wet tiirough, and dis- gusted. His langiuige was not such as would have graced the drawing-room, so his comrades concluded he had "let the sun go down upon his wrath." The next day, after driving about fivi^ miles north, an almost ol)literated trail was discovered, which they fol- lowed westwardly until noon, when a crossing over the treacherous Canadian was effected. Camping there for dinner and resting the animals an hour or two. Colonel Jones then mounted his horse, telling his companions to follow him into the "^ Llano Estacado^^ (the Staked Plains) Mr. Rude was well educated, and a school teacher; Ivat he shuddered at the Colonel's command, for he like many others erroneously believed that region with its awfu' name to ears unacquainted with Spanish, to be a veritu ble terra incognita, a ^'Jornada del Mucrto''' (Journey of Death) to anyone who had the temerity to cross it. He uttered no protest, however, — he was too proud and cour- ageous for that, and would have gone to positive nmii- hilation with the Colonel if necessary^ As the little caravan wended its way ov- ne sandhills to the south, ui)on arriving at the top of ■ of the lof- tiest points both of the gentlemen whom Colonel Jones had chosen for companions on this trip aially felt the cold chills run through their nerves as hey gazed upon the unwelconie and barren landscape tching out be- fore them. As far as the eye could reach, to the very verge of the horizon, tiiere lay an apparently boundless desert of jmre sand. The wind howled nu)urnfully over the great waste, blowing the almost impalpable particles of fruitless soil in clouds which simulated myriads of inserts, so fine was the hot sand as it was moved by the wiiid. Sometimes 70 FORTY VEAH8 OF ADVENTURBB lh(> whole surface, wlion tlie fitful gusts were more fierce, resembled a high, rolling sea with the si)ray flying high, and apparently as unstable as the ocean. To add to the repulsiveness of the picture, dismal-looking black clouds hung like a pall low down on the earth in every direction. Colonel Jones was more than a mile in advance of the wagons, plowing througii the wearisome sand at a fear- fully slow rate, when upon looking backward over his trail he saw the caravan had halted, and a siginil nuule by Mr. Rude for him to return. He swept the whole area with his powerful glass, saw there was no danger lurking from any quarter of the compass, so duplicated Mr. Riule's signal by ordering the caravan to come on. These orders were conveyed by w(>]l-understood signals. (These sig- nals were made by different movements of the horse, di- rected by his rider. Ridiii^^ in a circle indicated move on. To proceed weMiiHti'd, a ride in a circle and then suddenly out to that point of the compass, after which slowly return to where the circle was formed. The same for all courses. To w((J;e hade, ride out at right angles to the direction traveled, and back. To come to the com- wander, two dashes out and return, the speed to be indi- cated by the one giving the order. Ddnc/cr, three quick dashes out. Discovery of buffalo in the distance, circ'e, and Lwo dashes in the direction of the herd.) The caravan did not move, but soon Mr. Rude mounted the other saddle-horse and started for the spot where the Colonel waited, impatient at the loss of time. Mr. Riule's horse wallowed through the sand to within a hundred yards of the Colonel, wh(»n the latter shouted, " What s the matter. Rude, — anything wrong?'' Mr. Rude nuvde no response, continuing to advance, nnd as he came nearer the Colonel repeated his interrogation. Mr. Rude looked very pale, and rejjlied that INIr. Adams had refused to go any farther for fear they would all perish on the desert from want of water; that he himself was not particularly ! i CAMPING IN THE DESERT 71 anxious to proce'ftd. Colonel Jones's only answer was: "Go where you like; I shall cross this desert. I know you never can find your way home ; you would better choose the wiser part." This was undoubtedly cold comfort for Mr. Rude, as the Colonel whirled his horse, rode straight to tlie south, in which direction he had been traveling, not deigning to bestow one parting look at his weary and discomfited fol- lowers. As the Colonel crossed a ridge, before he rode down on the other side he cast his eyes back and saw Mr. Rude wending his way toward the caravan ; but he kept right on, was soon over another ridge, and out of sight of his companions. When he arrived at the next ravine he dismounted, walked back to the crest of the divide, and with his gh\ss peeped over to watch results at the wagon. He saw Mr. Rude arrive there, hold a consultation with Mr. Adams, which lasted fully fifteen minutes, and then they mounted the wagon and made a direct line for where they had last seen the Colonel. The latter, upon seeing this movement on the part of his comrades, mounted his horse again, as- cended in full view, and continued straight ahead as though nothing out of the usual course had occurred. Mile after mile he worried off; there was no vegetation of any character visible anywhere; the darkness set in very early,, so lie halted, to wait until the v.-agon should come up. Here was made a "dry camp," for the drive had been so heavy it was impossible to carry water, ex- cepting that contained in the ten-gallon keg; enough only to serve for drinking purposes for the men. It was a most uncomfortable night — dark, cold, and misty; be- sides, the relations between the individual members of the party were not of the most cordial nature after what had occurred, which did not ameliorate matters. The next morning, however, broke clear and bright, having an exhilarating effect upon both men and ani- 72 FORTY YEARS OF ADVRNTURRR i I ( .i inals. As soon us the roseate color in the east betokened the coining day, the reconciled gentlemen were well on th(Mr way towards the Houtheast, w1um"(? a high |)oint stood out very prominently against the Hky, — Colonel Jones, as always, in Ihe lead. By Um o'clock tiie i)arty had reached the spot, where they joined the Colonel, who had been waiting for his comrades some minutes. When Ik* first arrived there he saw, much to his own surprise, away to the south, about six miles distant, a large lake of water glistening in the sunlight. Was it only a deceptive creation, a receding mi- rage, which makes the disappointment of the thirsty trav- eler a thousand times more realistic, or was it real water? He dwelt upon the delightful picture with his field-glass. There were antelo[)es in the vicinity, and a band of wild horses was approaching the real or fancied lake. He would soon know now. The wild aninuils ai)proached the spot in a gallop, reaclK^d the edge of the appanmt shore, halted for an instant, lowered their heads for a few minutes, then turned about and .started in the direction whence they came. Water, beyond a doul)t! Often be- fore had the Colonel observed these inaneuvtM's, only not so early in the day. Often he had bepii compelled to de- pend entirely upon the actions of wild ])<)rs(\s to discover the wherewith to save himself from dying of thirst. Of all tlu' animals of the Great Plains, wild horses are safest to rely upon by the thirsty traveler, as they drink every day between ten and three o'clock: while buffalo will go three di. vs or longer at a time without attempting to find a stream or lagoon. Antelope are very change- able in their times and modes of drinking. They fre- quently get their supply from an old pond or lagoon which has been dry for a long period. Strange as this may seem to the uninitiated, to procure water from where apparently no water is, it nevertheless is a ])ositive fact, as all old plainsmen will testify. The antelope forces his long iiose into a crayfish hole, for instance; then, by a THE LAKE IN THR DRHRRT rn procpfls of Huotion thnmj^li the mouth, forces the air through t.h(^ iiontrils. tliis iiclioii fonuiiig an air-pump, wliioli i-auHCH a vacuum, and tht» pure cohl wator Ih forced up to quench his thirst. Tho Coh)n('l, now perfectly satisfied he had discovered water, signahsd tlie men to hurry up, wiiich they did; but when th(* calm, beautiful laki* was pointed out to t\u>m they declared it was only a mirage, and would not really Ixdieve their leader, until they ajjproached so near they saw ducks breasting tho rippling wavers. Even tluMi they wen* in doul>t whether to believe their own eyes or no. They were only c«)nvinced by dipping their lingers into the water so as to have infallil)le proof, — for they had almost passed the period of believing anything. The reader will naturally think, [)erhaps, that these men were the veriest '* tenderfeet," »)r lacking in force: HXich was not the case. Mr. Rude, as previously stated, was a man of bright intellect, with an abundaiu'e of courage and business sagacity; Mr. Adams was a solid farmer, and a num of good all-around ability. The fact is, ninety-nine out of a luuulred men, not accustomed to the Great Plains, inider such des])erate circumstances would have been unable to tell whether they were afoot or horseback. They arrived at the lake about noon. A caiu]) was made at once, for they had not yet eaten a mouthful that day; so both breakfast and dinner were served to- gether. All now felt much better, and what little ani- mosity remained was dispelled fort-ver. About two ()'<'l()ck that ai'ternoon, while the Colonel from a high point was sweeping the horizcm with his glass, he saw a butTalo cow far to the west, heading 8(.»uthward. il'^ watched her until she was (mt of sight, and as she pa.-vsHd beyond the range of his glass, was still going in the same direction as when he first discovervfl her, traveling at a relatively rapid rate. This was en- couragement enough for the Colonel, as he knew by her 74 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES gait that she had been frighteuHtl and was Inirrying to till' main herd. Till' team was quickly " hooiied up," and all ntarted at u giMtd gait toward the Houth, not halting until they had covcrnd at least twenty uiileH. During all that long distance not an object waw visible on the vast expauh.', bounded by only the great circle of the heavens. When the sun was lowering in the west, however, nine disl inct .^iiincthiiKix wi^ri^ se«Mi in the extreme southwest; but they were too far off to l)e classified, in the rapidly coming gloom. Colonel Jones and Mr Hude immediately mounted their horses, leaving Mr. Adams to follow with the team. In a short time, after a brisk lope, the Colonel and his comiianion came in full sight of nine l)utfalo bulls, of immense size. By dismounting and leading their horses, or rather, walking by their sides, thus aasking themselves, taking care to keep the animals on the side next to the butValo, they were enabled to approach very near the monstrous beasts. At the proper moment, Colonel Jones handed the bridle-reins of his horse to Mr. Rude, and whispering, " Keep straighten until I shoot," he then dropped on the ground. As soon as the horses had passed from between him and the herd, bang I went his gun, and away went all the butit'alo. Mr. Rude was terribly discouraged, and yelled out, '"Shoot again I Shoot again 1 " "Just wait," replied the Colonel ; "I only want one for meat." "But you didn't touch one," indignantly answered Mr. Rude. "You just hold on, and you'll see whether I d.d or not," said the Colonel. Sure enough, at this moment one oi the huge ^leasts be- gan to jump rather stiffly, and in another minute he was lying broadside on the prairie, the deadest buffalo Mr. Rude had ever seen. The Colonel had adopted his old tactics — pierced the LAST HERD OK BUFFALO DIBCOVERED 76 ))i'!iHi directly tlii'oiiKh tlic luimH, whicli inviiriuMy per- luitH liiiii to run ii liiiiulrcd yanln or tnon- l)ef(»rM Iib wikv cuinl)H to tlio iiit'vitaldt' clVfC'ts of hik'Ii a Hliot. Mr. Kudo \V!iH HOOD l)UHyiiij? liiiiiHcIt' in cuttinK out the choloHof tho l)HKt parts of thn butl'aio, for the wliolc party were hungry for nature's delicious food. He selected that p(»rtion whicli ext(Mids from tlie loins forward to where the neck joins the shoulders, which includes the" hump," ' yielding ahout a hundred pounds of the most tender of all meat, and never found on any other animal. Thus the hutValo is just that (pumtity in excess of tlif^ domestic species of the bovine family to which he is allied. While Mr. Rude was thus employed, Coloncd Jones rode a quarter of a mih; tt)ward the south, and coming to the crest of the divide, peeped cautiously beyond, where the buffalo had just i)as8ed over, and there saw the last herd of buti'alo renuiining in the whole world, — numl)ering, as nearly as he could (>stiiuate, al)out six hundred. Without attempting to disturb them, he hurriedly re- turned to where the dead butt'alo was, and gathering up a piece of meat the two men were oil for the wagon. It was now r-ipidly ai)proaching night: where was Mr. Adams? Nothing could be seen or heard of him. The spurs were vi^'orously a])plied, and down the divide they dashed ns quickly as was consistent with safety, reached the level valley, and were soon far ainirt. Finally Mr. Riule overtook the team, halted it, then discharge or four times by one of the little beasts before he was finally secured. The day, too, was dark ; the wolves and coyotes very bold and impudent; dozens of them were constantly prowling around after tlie calves, and to leave one tied any length of time would surely result in its falling into their viei(ms jaws. Besides, they took good care to keej) well up in the chase, watching the Colonel's ev(>ry movement. After the second calf was secured, the teams were again lost siglit of in the distance, and it would be useless to tie and leav(! a calf so far away. What to do under the cir- cumstances, was a pro))lem. The third calf was roped and tied. "Shall I leave it, and take chances of the wolves devtmring it ? " solihuiuized the Colonel. "Yes. Such another opportunity to catch calves will never again occur. I have traveled five hinulred miles for this all -important opportunity-" So off goes his cow- boy hat; lu! tucks it under the rope around the calf's neck, and on he rushes. A fourth is secured; his coat is left, to protect it from the voraciousness of the gray wolf — the great(>st (Miemy of th(^ butValo, excepting man. The wolf will not disturb anything that has upon it the fresh scent of nnin (as he thinks it a trap), xniless driven to desperation by hunger; hence the action of the Colonel in thus protecting his gauK! by tlu^ methods he adopted. Here one of his liorses l)ecame exhausted. The Colonel leaped to the res(>rve horse without checking their speed, cut hin' ' (ose, and rolled the steel spurs upon his faith- ful steed's Hanks. The fifth calf was shortly afterward caught. Colonel Jones took otV his vest this time, which he wrai)ped upon the litth; creature to sav(* it. A sixth is s(>cured, and one of liis boots does s(>rvice now. The seviMith succumbs to his prowess, and the remaining boot serves the purpose. But when th(! eighth was caught, there was a desperate struggle; the horse by this time was all of a tremble, and 78 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES I covered with foam ; and the gallant Colonel, having no other garment he could well spare, mounted his horse, reached down, and drew the baby buffalo up in his arms. He then started on the backward track. He could see a band of wolves encircling the seventh calf, so spurred up " Jubar" to the rescue. He arrived at the spot just in time : the wolves had closed in on it, and were ready to complete their tactics, when they were scattered right and left by the Colonel, who reached down and drew the supposed victim iip in triumph. This calf was also carried on toward his goal, with a band of more than fifty wolves and coyotes trotting all around as they ac- companied him. The next calf, fortunately, had been left in a clump of grass, which the wolves had missed entirely. When the Colonel reached it, his courage failed ; the danger was too great to attempt taking the third animal up in his arms with the others. He let the calves down on the ground and made a dash at the wolves, shooting at them with his revolver, but they paid little attention to this kind of music. He was in a dilemma ; in a precarious position. Where in the world was the team ? He was worn out completely, and his strength was gradually giving away; he longed to see the wagon ; certainly his companions could not be lost. The trail of the herd was visil)le fully half a mile away. As often as he would venture off in search of the men, as often did the wolves return and attemjit to get at the helpless calves; so he was compelled to remain and fight the vicious, hungry brutes. After more than a full hour's worrying with the pack, he heard the report of a gun, but in an entirely opposite direction from where he expected. Upon this happy turn matters had taken, he made a dash to the top of a high hill near by, where he saw, about a mile distant, the wagon, the driver apparently wandering at random over 'S-. ■,.'•. •.:?'•■■' THE PERISHING" RESCUED. GATHERING UP THE CALVES 79 the prairie. Signals were immediately communicated by him, and the team headed for where he stood. By this time all the wolves were aggregating in one large pack around the three calves, and he had to rush down on them in a mighty hurry to save his prizes ; yet they hardly noticed him, continuing their movemento to jump upon the little buffalo. He stood guard over them, preventing the wolves from effecting their purpose, only by the greatest efforts, until the team came up, — and to make matters worse, bringing with them another pack of the hungry devils, which had been escorting the wagon for miles. The repoi't of the gun that had attracted the Colonel's attention was caused by Mr. Rude, who had fired at one of the most impudent monsters, — a great gray beast, which fortunately he succeeded in killing. The men had gathered up three of the calves as they came to them. The three which were guarded by Colonel Jones were quickly loaded, and the wagon going at as rapid a rate as possible back over the trail of the herd, until the other two calves and the horse that had been cut loose were safely taken also. It was found that the wolves had made no attack upon them ; the foresight of the Colonel in putting his clothes around them had pre- vented it. When the last little buffalo was placed in the wagon, Colonel Jones sank on the ground, perfectly exhausted. Fortunately, there was a quart bottle of whisky in the light spring rig, it having been brought from home as an antidote to the possible bite of a rattlesnake, the country being full of them. A drink of this was administered to him by Mr. Rude, and it immediately revived him. The team was driven to where chips could be procured. A din- ner was elegantly served, consisting of deliciously broiled buffalo-steak, hot biscuits, and excellent coffee, — the first warm meal the tired hunters had partakan of for forty- eight hours. An extraordinary appetite gave a zest to it, such as cannot be appreciated by those who have never 80 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES experienced a plainamaii's capacity under similar circuni' stances. Fourteen calves wore Hocured — a whole wagon-box full. The party bade farewc^ll to the " Staked Plains," and drove to the ranch, whc^ro they had left the five calves already caught. They then took a bee line for the Colonel's home, and arrived there witii ten of the young animals in good health, four having died en route, in consequence of fatigue and indifferent food, for condensed milk was all that could be procured until the Arkansas river was reached. The expedition was a great success, and the first effort at cap- turing the nucleus of what is now the greatest herd of buffalo in the world. While on thu return from his trip, and when between the two Canadian rivors, in Texas, Colonel Jones says he saw the most wonderf'.il sight in all his long and varied e^P'^rience upon the Great Plains and in the mountains. if as the day after his last remarkable effort. He was v^arily plodding his way on foot, leading his jaded horse, picking out a route homeward for the heavily loaded wagon containing its ])recious freight. As he approached the top of a little divide he saw what he believed to be a herd of buffalo and domestic cattle mixed together ; they were on the right of his course, about a mile distant. He halted, and instructed Mr. Rude to keep straight on, while he would make a detour, and go up the ravine to a point near where the herd was quietly grazing. When the Colo- nel arrived at the spot he had suggested, he found himself within two or three hundred yards of the mixed animals, and was surprised to discover that instead of all the white beasts being cattle, one only was a white mxive cow, while the others were white buffalo: a three-year-old, a two- year-old, and a yearling. This was the most remaikable phenomenon he had ever witnessed, and for a mon-ent he did not know whether he was awake or dreaming. He had read of the sui)er8tition of the Indian in relation to the white buffalo, and had considered it a sort of phan- Et WHITE BUFFALO 81 torn, — a jihantasm of the red man's brain; now he could scarcely b^Ueve his own eyes. There the strange animals stood under the noonday sun, chewing their cud, — white buffalo as sure as the world 1 There were their humps, their small ears, their short tails.. They were buffalo; not as white as the "driven snow," but white enough to assure him he had made no mistake in diagnosing the color. What to do he did not know ; he was at a total loss to divine. His horse was so completely used up, there was no earthly chance of putting a rope on one of the curious animals, but to capture one would be a for- tune, for the great showman Barnum would probably pay ten thousand dollars for it quickly, as a white buffalo was a rare effort of nature. Here were three that could be captured, and the Colonel thought, as did Richard at Bosworth field, "A horse! A horse I My kingdom for a horse!" But other than his own exhausted animal there was none ; so he mounted it, determined to do the best he could under the unfortunate circumstances. By lying along the body of his faithful steed, he rode directly toward the herd, but the white cow soon caught sight of him, and rolling her long tail over her back, led the frightened animals at a fearful gait toward the south. The Colonel urged his horse to his utmost speed, but to no purpose; away the white beauties flew, like so many spirits, and in a short time were beyond the vision of their pursuer. As they went over the divide, both Messrs. Rude and Adams got a full view of them, and are compe- tent to verify these assertions made by Colonel Jones, who says he would never have related the facts without being able to substantiate them by the gentlemen who were with him at the time ; and ' ' In the mouth of two or three witnesses let every word be established." Of late years Colonel Jones has figured out the solution of the problem of white buffalo. He declares that all he has ever seen were nothing more or less than exact proto- types of " catalo," ^ the picture of which is given on an- > A description of this animal will be found In chapter 16, -6 82 FORTY YEARB OP ADVENTUREB I.« ■ ir- Hi other page. Those he saw in the herd described were " catalo " ; calves of the white cow, sired by a full-blooded buffalo. A white buffalo was killed on the Smoky Hill river in western Kansas, many years ago. The skin was saved and mounted, and presented to the State Agricultural Museum at Topeka, Kansas, where it may yet be seen. It was also a catalo. CHAPTER VI INDIANS INDIANS THE GREATEST DANGER OF THE PLAINS — AL- THOUGH TENACIOUS OP LIFE, THE " TENDERFOOT " HAS LITTLE CHANCE AGAINST THEM — COL. JONES's GREAT SUCCESS IN FIGHTING INDIANS — A BATTLE WITH AR- BAPAHOES — FOOLED THEM COMPLETELY — CASUALTIES — THE COLONEL NOTED FOB KEEPING OUT OF ENCO'JNTERS — NO LOVE FOR THEM — BUFFALO-HUNTERS, AND NOT SOL- DIERS, CONQUERED THE INDIANS — JONES IN CHIEF's CAMP REFUSES HIM MONEY BIO BOW ' ' HEAP MAD ' ' — NEARLY CAUGHT WHILE SKINNING BUFFALO — "VAMOOSE, OR I WILL KILL you" — GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH — TWO HUNDRED WARRIORS SURROUND A HERD OF BUFFALO — SIGNALING FOR AID AT LONG DISTANCE — HOW THEY CIRCUMVENTED THE ANIMALS. OF course, during Colonel Jones's long and thrill- ing career on the Great Plains and in the moun- tains of the West, often absolutely alone for weeks together, he has frequently encountered the wily red man in all his various characteristics. I found, however, in looking over the manuscript of his carefully kept journal, that he everywhere evinces a decided repug- nance to giving the facts to the world. To employ his exact language, he says : '* So much has been written about the Indians, I feel it will be an almost useless and thankless task to present the real facts in relation to them, since the domain of fiction has scattered so much broadcast throughout the (83) 84 FORTY YKARB OF ADVENTUREB world which i» perfectly ridiculouH in itn perversion of the truth. " It appears to mn that when a novelist haw exhauHtod hin fund of ' blood and thunder,' he fallH back upon the American Havag(* to recoup hinieelf. I liave many hundreds of times been in close contact with these ' un- Bophisticated children of Nature' as some of our super- sensitive Eastern philanthropistH ar<» pleased to call them; have dwelt in their lodges, hunted with their great chi'.'fs, battled with them, and am familiar with their cunning, their bravery, tlieir sufferings, and every oth«!r phase of their nomadic life. I have been treated with the most profound respect, and conversely, been humiliated, under force of numbers, by the miserable creatures. " In the days of our buffalo-hunting, — now, unhappily, past forever, — the Indian was more to be feared than all other dangers combined. Intuitively, the red devila knew a ' tenderfoot ' even before that specimen of the yenua homo had been claasified by old plainsmen themselves. The Indian, however, was as afraid of the ' veteran of the border ' as one can imagine, and always evaded an encoun- ter with one of them, unless advised of victory by the •medicine-man ' of the tribe, — really the spiritual adviser, or priest of the band. " The Indians of the Plains were more tenacious of life than any race I have ever encountered ; a characteristic, I affirm, of all nomadic peoples. The American savage exercises the utmost precaution in regard to his self-pres- ervation. None have been known to boldly measure prowess with the white man when the chances were about equal; nor would a half-dozen of these ' braves ' attack a single old plainsman openly, though they were armed with the latest and most approved repeating rifles, and their tactics and strategy equal to the enemy. They blustered and dashed in such a bewildering manner, however, that they received credit for courage and prowess which they did not FIUHT1N« INDIANB IN THE EARLY DAYB 85 posBoss, njui stories arc relnted of them which never had the least basis of truth. "How ()fteu iiavH w«' road of 'outfits' crossing the Plains in the early days being surprised and surrounded by Indians. How the savages, it was told, encircled the hapless band of traveh'rs. Running around on thei' ponies in a circle, the Indians gradually closed in upon the excited little group of whites, constantly pouring a shower of arrows into them, while the latter vainly es- sayed to drive the Indians olT. Thick and fast, it was alleged, the I)ullet8 were sent into the ranks of the at- tacking party, without the least effect, ' as the savages threw themselves on the other side of their ponies, thus precluding the possibility of being struck.' ( What non- sense I all modern rifle-balls pass entirely through a pony, or even a buffalo bull.) Also, that the ammunition of the attacked soon l)ecame exhausted, and the bewil- dered and panic-stricken group was captured. How brave and daring this acctnuit of the Indian method of warfare sounds! Yet I could take the same number of white men, and all sitting erect in their saddles, encircle the same number of ' tenderfeet ' for an hour or more, and not one of us receive a scratch. " I never realized the philosophy of the Indians' ' strat- egy ' until I had wasted a barrel of powder and several hundred pounds of lead, endeavoring to shoot antelope while they were on the run at right angles to the line of sight of my Winchester. When I had learned to aim at least two rods ahead of the fleeing animal, w) - n the lat- ter was two hundred yards distant, at once the wonder- ful knowledge of the Indian (who is never killed by a ' tenderfoot ' under such circumstances as related in the story of the fight as told above) and the ignorance of the white man came to me like an inspiration. The expla- nation of perfect immunity from danger on the part of the Indian while circling around the enemy as described, drawing the fire of a hundred or more rifles, is this : The 86 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES n 'tenderfoot,' aiming directly at tlie pony or its rider while moving rapidly, misses the object intended, the ball falling in the rear, as no allowance is made for the velocity of the Indian dashing ahead at a tremendous rate ; consequently the ball arrives at the spot where the savage has been, when he is at least n rod or two in ad- vance (according to distance from the shooter). The next Indian was always careful to keep fully ten times that distance behind his leader, so that all balls intended to stop the first man, had passed on before the second reached the place where they struck. " Before I had learned this lesson by experience, I had wasted an immense amount of ammunition, on two sep- arate occasions, in attempting to ' stand off ' the repeated dashes of a band of the persistent Cheyennes. Then it was only by good shelter, cool heads and abundant am- munition that we effectually escaped capture, and the tortures unnameable which were sure to follow our fall- ing into the hands of the enemy. "Yearu after our first encounter with these ghouls of the prairie, while hunting buffalo near the headwaters of the Saline river in western Kansas, with five companions, and just as we were ready to go into camp, preparatory to loading one of our wagons with hides, we had a brush with the savages under the most excitijig circumstances. In the vicinity of where I had determined to make our camp, we had encountered during the morning several small bunches of buffalo, and the indications were favor- able for many more within a radius of twenty miles in every direction. We had fortunately discovered quite a larg) lagoon, or lake, for the prairie region, the very Mp^e for a center from which to operate; for, as the reader hsis already been informed, water is a scarce arti- cle on the remote desert, and when discovered a party will linger near it until everything in the shape of game is exhausted in that region. "At this favorable point we unhitched and unsaddled THE COLONEL FOOLS THE INDIANS 87 our horses, fed them in boxes fastened to the rear of the wagons and in boxes on the ground, kindled a fire, made coffee, baked some biscuit, broiled our buffalo-steak, and after eating, discussed the situation for a few moments and felt as comfortable as if we were sitting around our own firesides in the far-eastern part of the great State. Pres- ently I picked up my rifle and started off, telling the other men I would walk to the top of the little divide, nearly a mile away, to see if there were any buffalo in sight, i had proceeded about half the distance, when my attention was suddenly attracted by an object rising over the crest of the ridge and as quickly disappearing. I felt almost certain that what I had seen was a skulking sav- age, but knew that it would not be discreet to retreat, if my conjectures were true, for upon thus admitting I had seen them, they would dash out immediately and cut me off from camp. I did not by any action indicate that I had discovered them ; did not even make any change in my gait; neither increased nor slackened it, but swung around slowly to the left for a few hundred yards, walked down a little embankment, and was soon out of their sight. Tb'ai I made a bee line for camp, or as nearly so as the topography of the country would permit, and at the same time :,hield me from view of what I believed to be Indians. When about three hundred feet from the wagons, I emerged into full sight of whatever might be behind me. Then stop- ping for an instant and looking back, I saw fifteen of the murderous savages dash down to the very spot where I had first passed out of their sight, they evidently supposing (as I had intended they should) that I had continued on my original course. If I had, unquestionably I should have been cut off" from my companions a full half-mile from camp. They must have been terribly surprised and angered when they discovered I had completely circum- vented them, and was safe in camp. " I exclaimed to my comrades, who were engrossed with their work around the wagons, ' Look out ! ' They at once 88 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES Y$ comprehended the situation of affairs, and were ready with their rifles, shotguns and revolvers. By this time the redskins were all in line, coming directly toward us as fast as their ponies could carry them. I was now within about twenty feet of the wagons, where there was a small buffalo wallow. Here I stood until the savages were within about four hundred yards of us, then dropped on one knee, leveled my rifle and drew a beaJ. But at that instant they all scattered in every direction, the majority turning to the left; then, uttering their diabol- ical, blood-curdling war-whoop, they commenced to circle around us in their usual strategic style. I called out tf> my companions to lie down and not shoot until I had opened the fire ; to keep cool, and aim ahead of the ponies one rod for every hundred yards distance. " Our horses became terribly alarmed, and it was for- tunate we had securely tied them to the wagons, or they would have stampeded, been captured by the savages, and we left without means of transportation, hundreds of miles from our homes. " The Indians now sent several balls whistling over our heads, and were constantly pressing closer and closer in upon us; yet we never moved from our position, or made any demonstration whatever. These tactics, doubtless, put them in a quandary : they evidently could not deter- mine whether we were old hunters, saving our ammuni- tion, were veritable ' tenderfeet,' or were so badly scared that we dared not fire. A few moments later their doubts were speedily dissolved, for when they had crowded in imtil I could plainly see the ears of their horses, having by this time calculated the distance pretty well, I cried out, 'All ready, boysl ' raised myself on one knee, aimed two rods ahead of the front horse, and fired ; and by the puff of dust raised by the ball knew it had struck about a foot behind the animal's hind foot, directly in the rear. Then I knew well what to do next time: I aimed a little farther in front, and four feet higher, touched the hair- A BATTLE WITH ABBAPAH0B8 89 trigger at the instant, and watched the result of my shot with as much confidence as though I had the pony so near I could have touched him with my rifle. Spat 1 went the ball, and instantly the bald-faced animal rolled over and over. Its rider was on his feet before the animal was off his, running away like a wild turkey. Having thus disposed of one of the red devils, I turned my bat- tery on the last of the savages, and sent a ball which crippled his horse very badly ; yet the scared Indian ap- plied his whip BO vigorously that he soon reached the same little ' cut-bank ' that had served me so kindly a short time before. My men sent many shots into them, and claimed several horses were badly wounded. "Immediately after this last essay of ours, every one of the bewildered savages was out of sight. We then walked out to look around the field of battle. On reach- ing the prominence which shielded the Indians, if any of them remained in the vicinity, we found that as far as our vision extended there was nothing but the tracks of their ponies visible, as they had hurried off. We then returned to the spot where the pony I had shot was toss- ing in his agony, throwing his head about, and appearing to suffer the greatest misery. I found the ball from my rifle had struck him in the right shoulder and passed out just at the point of his other shoulder, crushing the bone in its passage. In his fall he had skiinied his eide terri- bly by coming in contact with the hard, dry ground. A ball from the revolver of one of my companions put the poor brute out of pain. And thus ended what might have been a bloody fight had we not known how to deal with the merciless redskins. "The band which had attacked us belonged to a party of Arrapahoes that had been harassing the hunters in the region for more than a week previously to our entering the valley, but they did not show up afterward. " We kei:t out a strong guard that night, and the next day killed sixteen buffalo. We pulled out for the station 90 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES the following morning with a full load of fine skins, for which we received two dollars and thirt5'-five cents each — an excellent remuneration for our work. "As an Indian-fighter, I must admit that I never es- pecially desired to get into battle with the savage ; nor do I care to boast of scores of scalps, as some self-styled plainsmen do ; was always more famous for keeping out of the way of the wily nomads than for seeking their hiding-places and 'itching for a tight.' The 'daredevil' type, or what some would term, brave men, seldom if ever survived those troublesome days. I may have killed an Indian or two; if I did, no one will ever be the wiser, as I do not possess any Indian scalps, — hope none will accuse me of so doing. I must confess, that in those trouble- some days I would as soon have killed an Indian as a rat- tlesnake. " Some people will doubtless say I was a hard-hearted and strange sort of a frontiersman. To all such let me say that they never have passed through the scenes, trial's and tribulations incident to a life on the Plains, as I have, for if they had they would agree with me in my statements regarding the 'children of the prairie.' If you had been with me from 1869 to 1886, (a period ex- tending over seventeen years,) harassed, hounded and haunted by these savages ; compelled to go hungry, thirsty and sleepless ; losing cattle and horses through their dev- ilish machinations ; and had seen with your own eyes, as I have, scores of innocent people mutilated, tortured, and even butchered, simply because they were of the hated white race, — it would be indeed a strange thing not to have sworn eternal vengeance against the perpetrators of such hellish deeds. True, 'time cures all ills,' and it has made me recant many of the vows made in my earlinr and callow days on the frontier; still, I remember their detestable deeds as if they were committed but yester- day, and cannot say I have altogether relented, and am certain they have not gained any more love for me than INDIANS CONQUERED BY BUFFALO-HUNTERS 91 they originally entertained when I was counted as a ' ten- derfoot ' in their estimation. I have ever dealt with them in the sternest and most determined manner, always demanding my legitimate rights under almost every cir- cumstance, yielding to them an equally honest adjust- ment of theirs, believing that by thus acting I have warded off many a severe encounter and saved myself and party much suffering, to say nothing of possible death. "The great generals and those in authority in the United States have been credited with subduing the red warriors of the Plains, but such is not the case. The buffalo-hunters conquered the whole Indian race — not by unerring aim at the red devils themselves, while per- chance they encircled the camp, or in combat when they often met ; but simply by slaying the buffalo, and there- by cutting off their source of supplies. As soon as the red man was compelled to beg or starve, then his proud heart broke, and he plead for mercy at the feet of the paleface; while as long as the buffalo lasted he was richer than a millionaire, defied and baffled the greatest generals and the most formidable armies of the United States and Canada, but at last was compelled to bow to the inevitable buffalo-hunter of no pretensions. " It will be expected, probably, in this chapter that I relate somewhat of the habits of the Indians ; their man- ner of living, their social customs and tribal affairs. In answer to this expectancy on the part of my readers, 1 can only say that I really know but little about their social relations ; yet I do know some things, more than I care to divulge, as the relation of the facts would only disgust and shock the senses of the refined. Therefore I have let them severely alone in this narrative. "I always took especial care to avoid the presence of the Indians ; never would permit them to loiter around my camp if I could possibly avoid it. True, sometimes they were too numerous, and I have been compelled to put up with some of their impudence; but this rarely 02 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURE8 ! occurred, as I treated them in such a determined way they took the hint ( I really believed they feared me) and would incontinently clear out. "On one occasion, while hunting, one of my horses fell over an embankment and was killed. I could not keep up the hunt without another, so made straight for a camp of Kiowa Indians, about ten miles away. There must have been a thousand of them on a great buffalo-hunt, laying in meat for winter. At my approach there was quite a scramble among the half-naked outfit. An old chief came out to meet me, with bow strung and arrow in place. My salute to him was, ' Good Injun ? ' He replied, ' Good In- jun.' I dismounted, and by that time a half-dozen lesser chiefs and braves surrounded me. I said to the chief, 'Sell pony?' He answered, 'Big chief, me. Heap ponies. Got money?' 'Yes,' was my reply. He immediately reached out his hand, saying, ' Me see.' I had not been accustomed to doing business in that way, and shook my head, giving him to understand that when I got the ponies he got the money, and not before. I held four five-dollar bills in my hand, but was careful that he did not grab them. He made a reach for them, but J quickly drew them back. Upon this he gave a characteristic ' Ugh 1 Ugh 1 ' grasped his arrow and pulled the string until his bow was nearly double, and sent the arrow into the soft marshy ground, nearly out of sight, and walked directly toward his tent, never looking back, skulking off like a spoiled child. "Presently another chief sjioke up: 'Heap chief. Big Bow, much mad; sell no ponies. One sleep, come ; heap money, good pony.' This was very easily understood, and I made straight for my camp ; took pains not to return, but moved about ten miles to where some men were camped on a hunt, and bought a pony for less money than the Indians wanted, and already broke to harness. " Once, while camping on the headwaters of the South Fork of the Solomon river, in western Kansas, I had wan- NEARLY CAUGHT WHILE SKINNING A BUFFALO 08 derecl about six miles from my wagon, and had killed five buffaloes. It was an hour before sundown, and as may be imagined, I was very busy stripping the hides off the animals. I was leaning over the carcass of the last of the five, just putting the finishing touches to my work, when, happening to glance under my left arm tt)ward the rear, I saw two Indians approaching, tiptoeing along in a crouched position. I did not rise from my position, but walked in my cramped attitude to the opposite side of the beast I was skinning, picked up my rifle, and leveled it on the red devils before they were aware their presence was discovered. They were not more than seventy yards distant, when I exclaimed, ' Haiti ' The Indian in front raised himself to his full height and cried, 'Good Injun, me 1 ' at the same instant striking himself on the breast with his right hand, while holding his gun in his left. 'Vamoose I' I thundered out, as he continued to ap- proach. " ' Big Indian, me; good Indian, me,' he said again. "'Good Indian goes around,' I replied; but he still advanced. I brought down my rifle on the old chief in such a determined manner that he knew very well what to expect next. He halted, and fairly danced up and down, chattering all the time like a monkey that had been struck in the eye with a quid of tobacco. He yelled out three times, 'Red man's cattle; do, do.' But all I did was to yell back at him, ' Vnmoose, or I'll kill you I ' He immediately led off to the right, and the young buck followed. " I then resumed skinning the buffalo I was engaged on, and appearied terribly brave, while really I was dis- turbed, and guarantee there were more holes in that hide than there are in the bottom of a sieve, as I kept my eyes on the Indians continually, for I did not know how many of the devils might be in the vicinity, and my scalp might be in serious danger. After the savages had withdrawn, and were about half a mile distant, an antelope com- 94 FORTY YRARB OK ADVENTUBEB menced to circle around tlioni, presently stopping to gaze on the red blanketH which both wore. Soon, 'bang!' went one of the guoH, and I plainly heard the ball spat, and saw the poor animal attempt to dash away. He reared, walked a few steps backward on his hind feet, and fell dead. Th(» Indians each cut otf a quarter of the ani- mal, packed them on their shoulders, and leisurely saun- tered otf toward tlu^ northwest. I watched them until they were out of sight, finished my work, and walked six miles to camp, congratulating myself that I did not meet the fate of the antelope. "The first thing I did on arriving in camp was to order everything moved about five miles to the east, so as to preclude the probability of an engagement with the sav- ages that night, as they would endeavor to get even with me for the manner in which I had treated them ; and how many of them might be prowling about, we had no means of even guessing. "It must have been nearly midnight when we again pitched our camp, this time in a deep ravine a half-mile from the bank of the river, where we remained unmolested for another week, hunting buffalo. The second day after moving camp I chanced to be in the vicinity of the old camp, and discovered that the Indians had been there, in anticipation, no doubt, of finding us napping. By the number of pony-tracks plainly visible in the soft sand on both sides of the stream, the band must have comprised at least thirty or forty. It is wonderful how quickly one Indian can find another when relief is desired or assist- ance required. No matter how great the distance, within a reasonable number of miles, help is always forthcoming with a certainty that is astonishing, and seems impossi- ble without the aid of telegraph or telephone wires. Of course nothing of the kind is employed ; they communi- cate only by a series of signs, strange and symbolical in their nature, yet understood perfectly by every member of the tribe, and unfailing in their correctness and effect- HUNTING BUFFALO FOR THEIR HIDKB 06 iveness. Some of these means are brands of fire by night, in daytime by smoke, and by gestures if within sight of each other and on foot, or by the motion they make their horses undergo if mounted ; also, by little pieces of sticks stuck in the ground on the trail, or by mounds of dirt or grass, or by a rag, if walking but out of sight of those whom they wish to communicate with and they know are to come that way. By this silent language they can con- vey to their distant comrades what they wish done as readily as if they could talk to them. "In the spring of 1872 I was on a hunt for hides, drifting with the main herd of buffalo to the northwest, having encountered the vanguard at a point on the South Fork of the Solomon, where the mass of shaggy animals crossed that stream. Let me interpolate here, that the buffalo always migrate two or three hundred miles north in the spring, returning late in the fall to their winter feeding-grounds. Aware of this fact, I had learned by years of experience that when they were thus on their annual move it was much easier to kill those animals at the head of the herd than those at the rear, as the latter always stampeded and rushed by if I opened fire upon them, while the leaders if shot at would never turn back any considerable distance, evidently persistently opposed to retracing their steps toward the place from whence they had started, and would also linger a day or two be- fore venturing to pass a creek, river or cafion where there appeared any danger ahead. Under such circumstances, where they had been fired at as I have related, we would in those two or three days do the most effective work of our trip. Then, after slaughtering all it was possible to secure, we would stretch and peg the hides on the prairie, flesh side up, and make a rapid drive of thirty or forty miles, and thus get in ahead of the herd again. "Once, when we had made one of these hurried trips, and were past the front of the buffaloes some three miles, we rolled at a lively gait down to a stream near the Ne- 96 FORTY YEARB OK ADVENTUREB brnskn lino, which I knew to })e the South Fork of the Republican river. We made straight for a clump of timl)er, where we camped and took a lunch. I then jumped on my pony and hastened back to a high point, where I could overlook the whole country and watch the movement of the slowly approaching herd, in order to ))e ready to take every advantage of it. Just as I was ad- justing my field-glasses to focus on the mass of buffalo two miles off to the south, an Indian rode out from the west side of the hill, and came directly toward me, rais- ing his hand to salute me as he approached. I saw at a glance he was possessed of bow and arrows only, so I re- turned his greeting with a signal that he might come to me. "When he rode up I discovered he was a Pawnee, off his reservation. He was a chief — a 'Big Indian, heap ponies,' and his tribe was not considered hostile; so I was really delighted to see even an Indian in that God- forsaken country, as it was at that time. He could talk fairly good English, und told me he was one of two hun- dred who were in camp sixteen miles distant from where we stood, out on a buffalo hunt, but they had not as yet seen even a straggling animal; that they were out of meat, nearly starving, and were dancing, and asking the Great Spirit to send back the buffalo. I pointed out the approaching herd of the coveted beasts, and he imme- diately gave vent to his feelings of joy by crying out, ' Heap buffalo I Heap buffalo I ' His eyes fairly flashed with the prospect of getting food for his hungry people and raising himself a notch higher in his tribe as being a successful chief. After looking scrutinizingly upon the huge beasts in the distance, he exclaimed again, 'Yes I Surel Sure! ' I replied, 'Yes, surel' and handed him my field-glasses, but he shook his head as he looked at the (to him) strange things, and said, 'Two guns; kill Injun.' I shook my head negatively in return, fixed them to my eyes, and said, ' Big heaps buffalo,' aud then 8I0NALIN0 FOB AID AT LONG DISTANCE 07 placed tho ghisHtfs to his eyes; and as ho saw the appar- ently close herd, he HJioutod, ' Ugh 1 Here already 1 ' — at the same moment thumping the sides of his pony with his legs, and, laying himself ilat along the back of his ani- mal, he dashed off imtil he had ridden about fifty yards in the opposite direction from the butlt'alo, and had got- ten behind the hill, in order to hide from the animals. I never saw a more surprised individual in all my life, than was this Indian on looking through the glasses. Having no conception of tho laws of optics, he supposed, as he looked at the bufialo, nnignified as they were by the glass, that they were rapidly advancing, and already nearly within range of his wea[)on. " Recovering from his bewilderment and now grasping the true condition of aflt'airs, he pulled from his pony an old red blanket, took hold of its opposite corners, one in each hand, remounted, and then, of all the 'fluttering in the breeze ' I never before saw anything to equal that of this blanket under the manipulati(jn of the Pawnee. The Indian was signaling to his comrades that there were ' buffalo in abundance.' I could discover nothing in any direction that indicated the presence of other Indians, al- though I scrutinized every point of the vast expanse, that was cut off only by the great circle of the heavens. He too was evidently keeping a sharp lookout, and presently pointing toward the northeast, called my attention to that portion of the horizon. I could not, however, dis- cern anything until I had adjusted the field-glass to my eyes, when, sure enough, in the dim distance, far beyond the river, on a side-hill, I could make out a band of men on horseback, who appeared to be moving toward ns. On the very summit of the elevation I saw another detached figure, apparently an image of the Indian by my side, who was also waving his blanket in response to the signal he recognized at that immense distance. He was rejieating the glad tidings to Indians beyond our sight. It is won- derful, as I have previously aflftrmed, how penetrating is — 7 96 FORTY YKARH OF ADVENTUREH the vision of tlu' HavnR>'H of tln» PlaiiiH. Iljtrc, wlicro I coiiltl olwcrvo iiothiiiK with my imknd oycH (juid they wcro conHidtTcd an ^ood hh any tinit Hcannod tho Phiins), the chi«'f at my Hido luul diHcoven'd what n-ciuircd t\w aid of tlu^ ^hlHH for me to discern. In thiH particular the white man hluwhoH for IiIh inferiority. "In a few Hcconds the Pawnee again pointed to the east with hiri whip, and I could now phiinly Heo four men on horseback coming toward us from tlie direction indicated, one of whom was waving his l)lank(*t vigorously, convey- ing the news to others beyond, as did the first. In less than half an hour then; were fully six distinct groups of Indians moving rapidly toward where we stood, and in an hour's time more than a hundred Pawnee warriors were ready for one of tlie most desperate struggles for food, perhaps, ever undertaken ; and )thers were continually arriving. "The herd was feeding slowly, and was surely advanc- ing toward the river. We stood passively where we were, watching their seemingly lazy movements, impatient of the time to commence active operations. In a few mo- ments one of the chiefs rode up to me and said : ' Me go to woods to hide; come too ? ' I bowed my acquiescence, and followed him. The Indians stationed themselves un- der the bluffs that paralleled the stream, when, leaving them here, I rode down the bank until I arrived at my camp and explained the situation of affairs to my com- panions, who had by this time become very much alarmed for my safety. In fact, so disturbed were they when they saw so many Indians in the distance, that they had hid- den themselves in brush-heaps, and only my familiar voice brought them out from their refuge, when I told them to be prepared to witness one of the greatest ' circuses ' they could ever hope to see again. " The herd of buffalo soon made its appearance about a mile away across the valley. The animals were now wan- dering down a ravine, as they usually do when traveling, I INDIAN MKTIIOI) OV Hl'NTIN(i HUKKAro OU uiul wcrt' lunuliiiK for a |>oiiit Imlf a miU* W(*Ht of wlinro \v« wtTi* Htall(lill^, uiid (liivctly toward tlin main Kroiip of In- diaiiH, who W(»rt' *oii tin* aiixiouH Mfat.' Now wh could h»m) tilt' iiitcrcHt tlj»» hungry HavagHs took in their proHpcctivw* diiiiH'r. Thny wont vnry active, hustling backward and forward, and talking in thi.'ir wilent ))ut exprcHHivc nign- language (ho perfect in its Hyinholization), so as not to let a Hound encape which might Htampede the hutValo. The wind was favorable, l)Hing strong from the south. On (Mther side of the ravine tln*re was a little ridge, which gave them every opportunity to outwit the wary brutes. On came the shaggy monsters, thicker and thicker, until they appeared lik(( a great cloud or a cluster of bees work- ing around a hivtn It was a grand sight, imver to be again witnessed by this or generations to come. "The Indians divided into two parties, ont* going to the east side of the ridge, the other to the west side, until their line extended fully half a mile from the river to- ward tlie bluffs. Arriving at their proper stations, one Indian from each line dismounted, walked to the crest of the low divide, and peeped over. Here each, by signaling, gave information to his companions of the motions of the herd. Finally these scouts ran back to their ponies, mounted, and rode rapidly to the upper end of the line of savages, then rode toward each other, where they met in the low swag of bottt)m land that lay between the two ridges and in the rear of the lierd. Not a word was spoken until they had nt^arly reached each other, with the long lines of their companions closing up bdiind them. At this juncture there arose such a yell in concert from the throats of the watchful savages, never before or since heard l)y me, that fairly deafened my ordinarily tough ears. A thousand coyotes struggling and fighting in the midnight hour on the remote plains over the carcass of an old buf- falo bull driven out of the herd, bears no comparison. Although horrible and blood-curdling, as anyone will at- test who has ever heard it, it is as the soft spring breeze 100 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURfiB compared to that awful whoop of the Pawnees, which will never pass from my memory though I should live to a patriarchal age. " While all this commotion was going on in the ranks of the warriors, the guards just over the ridges remained in their places, but kept up the wild yells, until the herd reached the crest of the little divides both on the east and west, and those along the river-bank took up the piercing yell afresh, which reverberated through every little valley and mass of rock bordering the stream, until it awakened the echoes of the very prairie in its wildness. "The herd, which must have contained at least two thousand buffalo, now surrounded by the strategy of the Indians, attempted to stampede, about half running to the east, the others to the west, — none daring to essay the passage of the river, although but few Indians were stationed there. "When the affrighted herd caught sight of the Indians and heard their awful yell on either side of them, the two bands of the bewildered brutes circled around and rushed in opposite directions. About a dozen of the now excited Indians, mounted on the fleetest of the ponies, pressed them on, and the noise they made seemed like Pande- monium broke loose. The chasing savages fired at the poor brutes with their revolvers, and the two herds met in a few moments with a shock as terrible as would be that of colliding express trains. Just before the dreadful collision, the Indians whirled their ponies and rejoined the line of guards they had started from. At the instant these scouts retraced their steps, the buffalo in their mad- dened fright followed them until they reached the ridge, where they were again greeted with a demoniacal yell which caused them to circle again, and back they fairly flew, followed as before by about a dozen Presh Indians. This peculiar strategy was continued for fully an hour, by which time the poor brutes were so exhausted and crippled they could scarcely raise a gallop. Now, taking THE COLONEL KILLP THE CRIPPLED BUFFALO 101 advantage of the physical condition of their game, the Indians were in the center of the herd, on the outside, and everywhere, — sliooting with their revolvers, or spear- ing them with lances made of steel, bound with rawhide to the end of long poles. "Finally, so desperate had the poor creatures become, that they mustered up courage to break through the cordon of savages to the west, and thus escaped further torment from their pursuers. " During the terrible and exciting encounter I had been seated on my horse viewing the unequal contest with great interest, though moved by that natural pity which wells up in the human breast sometimes, under the most adverse conditions, and I was really glad when the conflict was over. " I now rode out to the scene of the battle, where there were more than a dozen wounded buffalo still standing on their feet. They were dangerous creatures to approach in that condition, but some of the Indians ventured to rush by them, endeavoring to finish them with their revolvers as they passed, but made very indifferent progress. I car- ried a ' forty-four' sporting rifle ( Sharps'), and asked one of the chiefs if I might shoot the crippled buffalo for him. He replied, ' Yes, if you can.' I then knelt on one knee. 'Bang! ' went the great gun, which on the evening breeze resounded sharply on the calm air. One cow tumbled over, and the Indians, attracted by the report, stood as if a clap of thunder had suddenly burst from the cloudleas lieavens. I fired again, and a second buffalo rolled on the ground. The savages then began to retreat from the vi- cinity of the remaining wounded animals, and as fast as I could load and fire they tumbled over one by one, until the last was dead. I don't know why, Init every shot was better than usual. The old chief was so excited and pleased at my success, he jumped oft" his pony, caught me by the lumd, in his enthusiasm, and exclaimed: " Esta wano! Heap big white man ! "' ( Enta bueno, is the pure 1 102 FORTY YEAK8 OF ADVENTURES Spanish for what he intended to convey, but, like the * Greasers ' in New Mexico with their Spanish, and the old mediieval monks with their Latin, they corrupt the 'b,' giving it the sound of 'w.' ) "It was only a few moments until the entire two hun- dred Indians crowded around me, making the air hideous with their congratulations in corrupted Spanish; after which they all hurried off to secure the delicious humps and hams f the great game. These they bound upon their ponies and started for their camp, nearly every one of them chewing a piece of the raw flesh as he moved away. "After the Indians had departed, I counted up their day's work. I supposed, of course, from their demon- strations and hurrahs, I would find at least a hundred dead buffaloes, but imagine my disgust when the total numbered only forty-one 1 *' Knowing the whole band would move to the spot the next day, we drove about five miles to the southwest that evening, where we had fine shooting for nearly a week, as the Indians guarded the river, which the herd was chary of attempting to cross." CHAPTER VII PRAIRIE-FIRE* REMINDERS OF THE WORLD's PROMISED DESTRUCTION — STARTED BY HOSTILE INDIANS DAYLIOHT TURNED TO DARKNESS AND DARKNESS TO I.TGHT — PEOPLE DRIVEN INTO THEIR HOUSES AND CELLARS — COMPELLED TO BREATHE THROUGH HANDKERCHIEFS AND TOWELS TO SEPARATE ASHES PROM AIR — WILD ANIMALS FLEEING BEFORE THE WRATHY FLAMES PASSES WITH THE ROAR OF A CY- CLONE— EVERYONE TO THE RESCUE THE ONLY WAY TO ESCAPE ON THE PRAIRIE — WILD ANIMALS BURNED TO A CRISP. THERE is, or rather, was, no more sublime sight than that of a prairie-fire in the early days of our pioneer civilization on the Great Plains — now a thing of the past, as the region is com- paratively well settled, and each recurring year is lessen- ing their probability. Some of the most awful in their results were purposely started ))\' the Indians, who were jealous of the constant encroachment of the whites upon what the savage was pleased to call his own domain, and ado])ted this method, among their many devilish plans of driving off the intruders, whose cattle and horses suffered fearfully by being deprived of their pasture in this man- ner. At the present time these fires, while of course limited in area, are stili formidable, and rarely occur ex- cepting through the carelessness of the individual upon whose land they originate. Sometimes a spark from a passing locomotive is the cause, and the effect is disas- (103) 101 FORTY YEABS OF ADVENTURES trous to whole neighborhoods. Colonel Jones records one of the mighty conflagrati ms in his journal, which I here give verbatim : "In the fall of 1872 there occurred in Russell and Osborne counties, Kansas, one of the most destructive prairie-fiies that ever swept over any ^ ountry; not likely to again happen. '* It was in October, that month of incomparable beauty on the Great Plains. There had been an abundance of rain in the early spring and during the summer ; conse- qutntly all upland vegetation had grown phenomenally rank. Every acre of every ravine and little valley was covered with a luxuriance of vegetable matter unprece- dented in the memory of the oldest hunters. "About the first of August, what is usually a constant feature of our intracontinental climate occurred : the windows of heaven were closed, the rains and dews ceas- ing to fall. Then commenced those simoons, the hot, scorching winds peculiar to the region, so destructive to crops, and which frequently blow constantly for weeks at a time. "On the evening of the 19th of October the relatively gentle southwest wind turned into a furious gale, and when night came on we could see far off in the darkness a reflection on the clouds; the first premonition of the awful fate to which the coiintry was doomed. At the incipiency of the affair but little attention was given to it, excepting to admire the b' auty and grandeur of the scene, as, like the ' pillar of fire ' that Moses and the chil- dren of Israel followed of old , the treacherous flames shot Tipward to the zenith from the far-distant southwestern horizon. " The next morning the sun rose upon a landscape en- veloped in smoke, and all that day the air was so dense that to breathe it was almost stifling. When the dark- ness, or rather the time for darkness, to make its appear- ance arrived, the change from daylight to night was awful NIGHT AND DAY ALMOST REVERSED 105 to contemplate. During the clay, what should have been hours of sunlight were thick, smokj'', and a diffused gloom like that of a heavy fog spread over the landscape ; while the legitimate night was as lurid as the Inferno so graph- ically described by the immortal Dante. The whole heav- ens, from the remotest east to the farthest west, appeared to be melting under a glow that was as red as incandescent hydrogen, and the light so intense you could see to pick up a pin anywhere on the broad prairie. Many of the superstitious really wondered whether the ' last day ' had not really come. " Sleep that night was an entire stranger to all in the settlement, excepting the little ones ; and how long it seemed 1 When the sun rose on the morning of the 21st, the atmosphere was so saturated with the dense smoke that it appeared as if the order of nature had been re- versed,— day turned into night, and vice versa; a mighty pall spread over the earth. Occasionally, when there came a rift in the black smoke-clouds, the sun appeared like a molten ball, intensely red, and swiftly scudding along the heavens, — this apparent motion being only an optical illusion, of course, caused by the swift passage of emoke-clouds as the wind hurled them along in its fury. " The condition of affairs was now serious, for the sheet of flame was rapidly closing in toward the settlement. The few settlers in our portion of the region in the path- way of the fire demon, turned out and began to break furrows around their homes, rude stables, haystacks, corn- cribs and other property, comprising their all, in order to save them if possible. During the long weary hours that the frightened people had helplessly watched the coming of the fiery storm, the wind had not abated one jot; if anything, rather increased in its fury. No one had dared to put out a 'back-fire,' for fear of destroying his neigh- bors' property that lay in the fire's pathway. Not a liv- ing thing could have withstood the full force of the withering blast. Cottle and horses were hastily driven 106 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES into their stables and sheds, while people were obliged to keep indoors, down cellars, or in some sheltered place where the scorching wind could not reach them. The very air was filled with ashes, much of them impalpable, getting into the throat and lungs. Another feature was, great pieces of inflammable debris of ' buffalo-chips ' were blown from the sheet of flame ( far away as yet ) by the force of the terrible wind. It was now impossible to breathe with comfort, unless in some closed room, where the ashes had been filtered from the air as they entered the place. " The women and children were pale and haggard from excitement and fear, * he men exhausted and discouiiiged ; yet everyone fixed his eyes on the awful spectacle of the rapidly approaching flames, as if it were a siren that had charmed him. " By noon, the roar of the fire as it swept along could be heard above the roaring of the wind, adding new horror to that already paralyzing the silent lookers-on. This appalling feature of V\. terrible scene sounded like dis- tant thunder, or like the dashing of breakers on a ledge of rocks during a fearful storm. On every side, all over the prairie, could be seen nearly every variety of animal known to the region, fleeing for their lives before the coming waves of fire. Antelope appeared in large num- bers; wolves skulked along, their tails tucked under their bodies, — now stopping for a moment, looking backward, then ahead in their bewilderment, not knowing where to turn next. A few buffaloes drifted by with the other beasts, nearly exhausted with their long race, their tongues hanging far out of their mouths. The jack-rabbit and the cottontail could be seen mingled with the rest of the un- fortunate brutes, seeking some place where they might hide from the impending danger. How I longed for a Noah's ark or a place of refuge for them I But not a l)ird was to be seen in all the vast expanse of the country. They had long since, from the first intimation of the EVERYONE TO THE RESCUE 107 fire, forsaken the region, being fortunately supplied witli means of locomotion tliat would swiftly carry them out of the patli of the flames. "Nearer and louder the horrid blasting storm ap- proaclied ; the ashes now sifted through the crevices of tlie buildings, and then the people were compelled to hide tlieir heads under towels, handkerchiefs, or some- thing of that character, to prevent being smothered by the dense smoke and ashes permeating every place. " Early in the afternoon, by two o'clock, with a mighty roar the flames reached the crest of the divide only half a mile distant, and we then knew that in a few moments the terrible storm of fire would be upon us. Would it de- stroy all ? In another minute everything suddenly ap- peared to have turned to flames, but no one dared to uncover to see. Another moment and all was wrapped in intense darkness ; relief soon came ; the horrid ordeal had ended, and then, ' To the rescue 1 ' was the cry. Now to save our homes and property, which had been in a measure protected by the broad furrows of earth that had been plowed around them. The air was so hot, however, it drove the men back instantly into the houses. Besides, the ashes were still being hurled thickly in the atmos- phei 3 by the awful hurricane which the radiation had caused, and it was impossible to live in it without shelter. This condition, after the fire had passed, fortunately did not last long, as the wind soon swept everything clean, and hurled it far beyond. Then the men were soon able to get out and fight the sparks and brands which had lodged in the barnyards and other exposed places, making another conflagration imminent. Many stables and open houses were by this means destroyed on that eventful day. "When quiet had been restored and the air attained its normal coolness, what a desolate picture the landscape presented 1 The whole earth looked as if the angel of de- struction had visited the region, leaving nothing but wreck and despair in its pathway. 108 FORTY YKARB OF ADVENTUREB "A fow days aftor this viHitation, I went out on a hunt- ing expedition, more for the purpose, however, of sur- veying the area l)urned over, than in tlie expectancy of securing any game, I found everywhere ghastly monu- ments of the fire's dreadful work; antelopes which had been caught in the cruel ilanu's — some dead, burned to a crisp, others ho badly injured they could not even crawl out of my way. One, especially large, had evidently been caught in the midst of the flames; his hair was com- pletely burned otV, his feet so perfectly roasted that the hoofs had falhMi off, and when I came up to him he at- temi)ted to run away on his raw and bleeding stumps. I put an end to his sulVering at once, rather than leave him in that helpless condition for the wolves to torture, which they would surely have done. "This awful fint was in all probability set out by a band of Kiowa Indians who had been hunting in that vicinity, and was no doubt enjoyed by them as much as dreaded by the citizens. "I have seen a great many such fires on the frontier, and have always been very lucky in not being caught with- out plenty of nuitches and something to lifjht them under. The first thing that I would pack in a box when going out on a hunt would be matches, for without them a man's life was in as much danger as from the Indians, in those troublous times on the frontier. " Many years afterward, near Garden City, Kansas, a friend and neighbor of mine, Clinton Gore, who was driv- ing across a prairie in a light spring wagon, was suddenly surprised to see the flames in close proximity to him. Realizing his danger, as the wall of fire rolled toward him, he applied the lash mercilessly to his really very fast team, and endeavored to escape before the flames could reach him, which were gaining rapidly; but saw he was too late. Ho then stopped, attempted to set out a fire, but his matches failed, the wind being too strong, extinguishing them as fast as he lighted one, until his MR. gore's narrow EPCAPE FROM THE FLAMES 109 entire stock was nearly exhausted. The flames were now almost iipon him, and he was in a dilemma which can only be imagined by those who are familiar with the dangers of the Great Plains. In despair, he snatched a buffalo- robe from the wagon, and, sheltering himself under it, at- tempted again to light a fire. This time he succeeded; (and this means, ?. c, by a covjr to break the wind, is the only way n fire can be started when the wind is very high on the Plains.) He paused but a minute, then guided his team in the rear of the blaze, and followed the fire he had started as fast as he could go, but the wind was so terrific that it prevented the flames from spread- ing sideways very fast. The main fire had nearly reached his rear, and threatened to consume both him and his team ; so, as he could no longer keep ahead of the flames, he dismounted, laid himself flat on the ground, pulled the robe over him, and held on to the reins until the fire had passed. The horses, although on the burnt ground that his fire had cleared, fully four rods wide, were so badly burned that within three days the flesh fell from the side next to the flames, and Mr. Gore was compelled to kill them. His face and hands were very badly burned in his attempt to hang on to the team. By holding to the reins his hands were jerked from under the robe, and for fear the wagon or horses would run over him he threw the robe back from his face so that he could see, which was a mistake. He drove sixteen miles to the town, where he put up at the hotel and sent for a doctor; he was compelled to keep his bed for six weeks, and came very near losing his life. It is hardly credible that ani- mals could endure so much after being so badly burned, but they crippled along in some way, and finally reached the village, more dead than alive. " No doubt many of my readers have seen prairie-fires in the middle Western States ; but the vegetation there is very different from the buffalo-grass of western Kansas, which is so full of combustible matter and so short, that 110 FORTY YEABB OF ADVBNTUREB the wind sweeps right over it, causing the flames to be wafted much more rapidly than in those places, and to reach far out in advance. The rapidity with which it travels, and the heat that it produces, seem almost in- credible to people who are unaccustomed to prairie-fires. Those who have seen such fires during a hurricane, '^s al)ove described, will bear witness to the terror it in- spires." I \ CHAPTER VIII SECOND HUNT FOR CALVES EVERYBODV WANTED TO JOIN COL. JONES B EXPEDITION — TWO STRANGERS THRUST THEMSELVES UPON HIM — PROVED TO BE "angels unawares" LANDED IN AN IRRIGA- TION DITCH ALL THE SAME — HORSE BALKED WANTED JONES TO KILL HIM — " NO I HE IS THE BEST HORSE IN THE expedition" — WILD-HORSE HUNTER LOST WOULD NOT BELIEVE RIGHT DIRECTION WHEN TOLD — LOST CON- FIDENCE BECAUSE GIVEN WATER INSTEAD OF WHAT HE WANTED "BUFFALO, BY JUPITER ! " "■ EVERYTHING DONE IN A minute" — HORSEMEN DASH AFTER HERD "TENDERFEET" follow, standing in WAGON, over HIL- LOCKS AND DOG-HOUSES MOST GRAPHIC ACCOUNT OF THE CHASE — SECURED THREE CALVES COW FIGHTS TO THE DEATH — SEARCHING FOR WATER IN THE DARKNESS. ("A Buffalo Hunt Indeed." AVritten by E. Hough, sketched by J. A. Rlcker, eye-witnesses.) IT was in the month of May, 1887, that the artist, J. A. Ricker, and myself found ourselves in southwestern Kansas. While tarrying at Garden City we learned, through strictly private sources, that a herd of buf- falo was within two hundred miles of us at the south, and that within two weeks an efficient effort would be made to find them by an old and successful butl'alo-hunter. We had supposed that the last bulfalo had been killed during the past season. If there were indeed any left, even the very fewest, it would be news to learn of them, and the event of a lifetime to see them : it ivas the last chance. Added to this interest, which naturally attached to the (111) 112 yoUTY YKAHH OK ADVKNTUHKH hunt propoHt'd, v.uh the furthfr peculiar purixwo of the lumt ; wliicli wuh, not to dcHtroy jih nuiiiy hh ixtHHiblnof tlin littU' n'imiiiiiiij? band, but to make a HyHtomatic and energHtic attempt to proHorve the spocies from final ex- tinction. In Hhort, th(f hunt waw to bn a bufTah)-calf hunt, and they wt'vv to be ])i'eHorvf'd for domoHtication. VVIien we Ictirned of thin hunt, learned its projt^ctor, and became Hatinfied of its Huccesw, — if HucceHH was a pos- 8il)h) thin^, — my friend and I were filled with a great con- viction that it was an affair in which all Hportsinen, as well as all who poHHCHs huiuane proclivities, in this great country, were interested. Wo were satisfied that we could learn something definite about these representatives of a grand and passing race, and confident that we would find in the hunt sonu^t lung new, as well as scmiething impossible to duplicate. This at leaet was our conviction. With a de- termination to go, we set (nit to get an invitation to join the hunt, — which we had not yet received. We looked up Mr. C.J. Jones, the projector of the enterprisi^, a gentle- man with whom our personal acquaintance was yet only slight. We told him who we were, and what we wanted ; assured him that we were "tenderfeet" only in appear- ance ( though neither of us had ever seen a buffalo) ; aod concluded by telling him that we felt obliged to join ths.^ particular hunt, — peaceably if possible, by force if we must. He had refused fifty less determined beggars, and refused us also. We begged, and threatened to go on our own hook, which he knew would frighten all the buffalo off the range ; so he could not resist our stern purpose. He smiled amus- edly, looked us over, made us promise not to grumble if the bread was burned, and finally said, "Gentlemen, if you will obey orders and not shoot or scare the buffalo in any manner without permission from me, I will take you in." All of which we swore would be carried out faith- fully. And now, as delicately as we may, and whether he likes it or not, we must tell about Mr. Jones ; for without him '1i I- ir UJ CO UJ O UJ X H UJ X O H O z o I- < o IT QC O z a -J CQ >• O a UJ z UJ U) 03 O < 3 CO o h- _i 3 (O UJ Z luJ I a: l< Ice l< luj Iz A BRIEF BIOGRAPHY OF "BUFFALO JONEB " 118 Buch a hunt, or the pleasure of it, or the story of it, could not have been at all. The Hon. C. J. Jones is " The gentleman from Finnej'," when he is in the legislative halls at the capital of Kan- sas; but when out of his legislator's desk he is just "Buffalo Jones," all over Kansas and the West. There is no roan in Kansas so well known, perhaps no private citizen better, in the entire United States. He has built a city, made a fortune, and has gone to the Legislature; but still his old name sticks to him, and will stick so long as time shall last. There is no use of his trying to escape it: he is and will always be " Buffalo Jones." Time was when Mr, Jones was not so rich. In the "70s" he was out west in Kansas, away ahead of the " rain-belt," with little to support him but his belief in the future of the country, his ability to " rustle," and no doubt the hope of a blessed immortality if he starved to death. He was mail-carrier, station-agent, — anything he could be. He located the town-site of Garden City, and by his own ability and energy started the town going lit- tle by little, until, snowball fashion, it grew bigger and bigger, and finally one morning took a screaming boom, and made him rich. He built the marble blocks which delighted visitors to one of the livest and loveliest towns in western Kansas, and pushed the town yet farther on. It is no wonder the people made him mayor, and con- ferred further honors on him. But all this time he was only "Buffalo Jones." The big nuirble hotel which he built had some ceremonies over its corner-stone. It was not known what to name the hotel. "In honor )f Mr. Jones," cried one happy speaker, "call it the 'Buffalo Hotel.' " And Buffalo Hotel it was, and has been ever since ; and a very good one, too. In those early days — for ten years ngo was early in the history of western Kansas — the buffaloes were as the sands of the sea ; and as -8 'The blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee," 114 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES SO daily rolled tlieir countless bunds upon the shallow Arkansas. Then, there was hardly a man in Kansas who had not killed his buffalo. Now, there are thousands who will never see one. Where Garden City is, the rail- way train has many a time been stopped for hours at a stretch by the passing herds ; and old trainmen and frontiersmen tell, of these episodes, that there sometimes seemed to be millions of these animals in sight; and far as the eye could reach, from the swarming sandhills on the south to the edge of the northern horizon, the whole landscape was covei'ed with a black sea of surging bodies, and the air was filled with the rumbling bellows of the innumerable hosts. There are few of us now who can actually realize such a scene. There were few then who reflected that the scene ''ould ever be different. It seemed impossible even to think that all those countless herds could ever be destroyed. To-day, where are they ? In those days Mr. Jones lived in the heart of the buf- falo country, and in the midst of the buff'aloes. He lived in a town which oven now has " Imffalo-wallows " within its city limits, and within a gunshot of its marble build- ings. He grew fundamentally acquainted with the ani- mals, and learned their every habit, so that gradually he came to be known as the most successful buffalo-hunter on the range. Let it not be misunderstood : he did his full share toward exterminating the buffalo, partly be- cause his necessity was greater than theirs; but even as he destroyed them, he grew to know and regret their fate ; and as they faded away from the range, and it became certain that soon they would be gone forever, no heart was fuller of regret than his, and no mind so full of expe- dients to rescue them. He saw that no game law could preserve the wild buffalo. Congress had slept on its golden opportunities. So we were to be in at the last " round-up." To see a buffalo had been our highest wish. Here we were on the last verge of all opportunity. Our hearts ran riot at the , GETTING RKADY TO START 116 thought, and tlie question almost tormented us into hys- terics. Would we indeed find the herd ? Slowly, the day of our departure came near. We were like children making their first visit : we could not eat, we could not sleep. We would call around at Jones's office every few hours, and were actually indignant because he did not worry too. He appeared to regret the coming day of our departure, and we shuddered for fear he would back down after all. In the meantime, at leisure moments, we got together such articles as needed. As we were forced to travel light, we confined ourselves to actual necessities. All our per- sonal baggage, excepting guns and blankets, were packed in a little box, fourteen by eighteen inches in size, — whose principal contents, aside from soap, towels, a spool of thread, and a w'hetstone or two, were some six or seven hundred rifle cartridges. We had several canteens, which we knew would be nec- essary. Three pairs of heavy blankets constituted our bedding. My friend and I each had a rifle, revolver, and knife; and in addition, lie took his little pet three-barrel gun, for small game, while I packed up my fishing-rod, which always stands at the head of my bed of nights. Mr. Jones's liaggage was intended to be as simple as our own, but on the first night out it was discovered that his wife had secreted in his roll of bedding a thin mattress, and also a pillow. We adjudged such luxuries sybaritic, and gave him no peace of them. He also thrust rnuler the buggy -seat, when we started, a dilapidated-looking valise. It contained quinine and a quart of whisky for snakebite, besides various other articles often needed on such expeditions. It should be premised that our expedition was divided into two forces. The heavy outfit, containing the camp supplies, tents, etc., and accompanied by three men who attended to the camp, left the railroad for the south nearly a week before we started. There were with this wagon a 116 FORTY YEABB OP ADVENTURES fine mule team, an extra team, and three of the running- horses — "Jennie," Mr. Jones's favorite Kentucky horse, "Kentuck," and a likely-looking black horse, which, be- ing of Western birth, and therefore nameless, we tempo- rarily christened " Blackie." Aside from camp supplies for a month, the wagon contained over two thousand pounds of grain. The stock was to be kept in as fine con- dition as possible, for it would be called upon to perform the hardest of work; grass feed would net do at all. With the main wagon went also twelve milch cows. These cows were to be foster-mothers of the young buffalo calves which we were to catch, and were to take the place of the condensed milk which had resulted so disastrously the preceding year. This ])ortion of the cavalcade started thus early because, owing to the cows, it could not be ex- pected to travel more than twenty miles a day, while the lighter outfit was to cover three times that distance. The first team was in charge of Charlie Rude — the man Mr. Jones always "banked" on. He had been on the calf- hunt the year before, and therefore knew the trail, and the points to make for. On Tuesday night. May 10, Mr. Jones left Garden City by rail for Hartland, which was the point where we were to leave the railroad. My friend and myself started early that day to drive the light rig across, the distance being only about thirty miles. Our vehicle, which was to be the scout wagon of the expedition, was an uncovered two- seated buggy, or light "platform wagon," and our team consisted of a big black horse and a little gray. The former was a large "States" horse, and was purchased by Mr. Jones on Tuesday morning, the day of our start, and incontinently hitched up for the trip, without further words; the latter was a weary-looking animal, with a suggestion of "broncho," a bad eye, and a record as a runner. We had no name for the new horse; when we got to Hartland we had unconsciously christened his mate "Gray Devil." t <• TROUBLE AT THE IRRIGATION DITCH 117 It was ten o'clock Tuesday morning when we pushed our last letters into the postoffice, tossed our traps into che wagon, buckled on our belts, and pulled out from the Buffalo Hotel, followed by the profane regrets of half a hundred men who wanted to go on that particular hunt and couldn't. We drove around the corner of the hotel, and there a transaction vas effected at the kitchen win- dow, whereby a certain dark-eyed damsel transferred into our possession a most substantial-looking lunch, and ft wish for luck, — in return for which we promised her a buffalo. Our road lay west along the railroad track, and across the multifold irrigating ditches which environ Garden City. Our first ditcli, bade fair to stop our trip at its be- ginning. The water was running along it nearly bank- full, and fairly b^'^'ng: for the fall of the country makes even the Arkansas ruer run six miles an hour at that point. We knew the ditch was shallow, and it was not more than fifteen feet wide ; and we could see where other teams had crossed ; therefore, in we went. The horses slid down the steep bank to the bottom of the ditch, plunged through it, and struck the other bank with their fore feet just as the weight of the wagon came sliding down upon them from behind. The black pulled true and honest, but the gray "went to pieces," and fell to rearing, pitching, plunging, backing, and lying down in the harness; in short, going through a whole circus-bill of equine per- formances which we were willing to call " absolutely with- out parallel." We whipped him vigorously, tried moral suasion, and even, in respect of his ancestry, swore at him in Spanish ; but everything was worse than the thing be- fore it, until at last, with a vicious shake of his head, the brute began to throw himself back in the harness, and in a way we never quite luiderstood, pushed us out — on the wrong side of the ditch. There was a farmer plowing in the field near by. We gave him half a dollar, and he unhitched his team and 118 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES cani'' to our help. We meekly took out our own team, and rode them across the ditch. The f aimer pulled our wagon across; and we went on our way sorrowfui, won- dering if therv3 would be plenty of ditches — and plenty of farmers — all the way down to the Panhnndle. There were plenty of ditches that day. At the next one our horse behaved admirably, and pulled straight across without a murmur. At the one following he balked un- mistakably, but finally got tired and went on. But about three o'clock in the afternoon we found ourselves stuck fast in the biggest ditch yet, the gray refusing to move under any considiM'ation. We took out the team, and tried to mo^'e the wagon ourselves, but our efforts only sunk it and ourselves deeper into the soft, sticky mud. At last one of us started off to a claim-shanty, distant over a mile, to get a team, while the other remained with the wagon, auvi thought, and thought. By the time the good-natured Dutchman — for another half-dollar — had agreed to get his yoke of oxen ( he had no horses), and had finally rounded them up from the hills where they were grazing, and had come to our assist- ance, our pride had made us desperate. We would not be pulled oat of a ditch by an ignoble yoke of oxen. So we harnessed the black horse to the end of the tongue, and pulled the wagon out in that way. Then we hitched up, drove to the bottom of the hill, stopped again for reasons the most obvious, and engaged in another struggle with perverse horseflesh. We blindfolded the horse, put dirt in his ears, fed him grass, watered him, swore at him, spoke to him in well-dissimulated tones of honeyed sweetness ; but all to no purpose. Then our " proud hearts broke." We chartered the Dutchman to pull us up the hill with his oxen, and followed behind, an inglorious procession of buffalo-hunters. We said to each other, "Oh, but won't Jones be a picturesque idiot if he tries to get that horse dosn to the Panhandle ! " We managed to reach thi3 way-station of Lakin without THE COLONEL DRIVES THE BALKY HORSE 119 stopping. Here the gray horse balked on the railroad track, just as the passenger train was coming in, but for- tunately he got scared at the cars and ran oti", so that we were not left open to the charge of being disguised anarch- ists. As the team had such a good start, we did not let them stop until we got to Hartland, eight miles distant. Delays are dangerous indeed, with a balky horse; and, as we reasoned very properly, if we never allowed him to stop, he could not possibly give us any trouble about start- ing,— which, you know, is the chief difficulty with a horse of that kind. At Hartland we met Mr. Jones. We took him aside, and told him privately to execute the gray beast, or trade him off for a box of cartridges, " Pshaw I boys," said he; " he is the best horse in the expedition; you don't know how to handle him — that's all. That horse is all right. Did you put a stay-chain on the other horse ? " True; we had forgotten the stay-chain. We told Mr. Jones we would have thought of that, too, if we had had time. After some talk with the men who gathered about us, and wanted to go on the hunt and couldn't, we ate sup- per, had the horses shod, and turned in at the hotel for a good night's sleep; our slumbers being broken only by the apparition of a gray nightmare which balked, and would not be persuaded. The next morning Mr. Jones mounted the seat with lines in hand; a " sta "'-chain " had been properly ad- justed, and all was then ready to dash into the sandhills south of the river. Ricker and I knew "Gray Devil" would never pull through ten feet of soft sand, and we did not care to ride on the seat only to freeze in the crisp northern breeze and perhaps be invited to get off to lighten the load ; so we determined to walk. "Jump onl" shouted Colonel Jones. "No, thanks; we will walk a ways ; we can make ten miles while ycu are driving one with that team," I responded. I 1 ■ 1 120 FORTY YKARfl OF ADVENTURES "Vorywnll," replied tliH Colonel; "you can walk all i tho way if you ho dcHirc; but let me kindly suggest that 1! 1 hIuiU not h(()|), artel* Hturting, until noon." 1 looked at Kicker and he at nie ; we both knew better, but fearing the Colonel nnglit order uh to walk all the way, as he threatened, we climbed up into the wagon ions. Jones tapped the black under protest, smothering our emot No sooner seati 1. than Colonel luirse easily with the whip, and he gradually nu>ved oft', pulling the wagon by the stay-chain. The little gray brute turned his head clear around to see what we in- tended to do, and soon learned we were coming on just the same, whethiM* he moved or not, and evidently fearing he would be crushed beneath the wheels, dashed straight ahead, nearly jerking us oft" the seat, and kept up the pace until the first sand-knoll was reached. He then again looked i)ack inquisitively, but a gentle touch to the black sent him traveling through, and the gray had to trot right along. Ricker and 1 felt terribly disappointed because ''Gray Devil" didn't do as we told Colonel Jones he would. I leaned over to Hicker an next sand-knoll is nmched, and he will satisfy our longing." liut the team kei)t right along, and such a span of roadsters we never sat behind in all our lives. We nuide nd commenced shooting as rapidly as the other had done, and with the 8:ime result. Having emptied both revolvers at Mr. Carter, excepting one load, he determined to finish him, so ran with all speed for the daring intruder ; but just as he was within ten steps, Carter was ready, and threw his gun up quickly, took the first shot, and McCullom dropped dead. When the smoke cleared away, Mr. Carter found the first man was shot through the shoulder, but not mortally wounded. He had emptied all the chambers of his weap- ons ; so had the other, except one. He found, also, all the triggers tied back, so as fast as the hammer was raised It would full, and this accounted for the rapid shooting. Mr. Carter turned his prisoner over to the sheriff of Ford county, and he finally re- covered from his wounds. A mob took him from jail to enforce lynch law, but, after snatching a revolver from one of the mob and wounding several of his assailants, he escaped altogether. Mr. Curler not having succeeded in securing the conviction of either of the desperadoes, the reward could not be collected, but the Legislature made a thousand dollars appropriation for him, and a brave man was justly rewarded. The foregoing la only one of many such encounters in this historic locality. I am ' fortunate in being able to give a good halftone of the noted place. 0. J. Jones. I l!! ii of lii'iny one of t ln' ln'sl ■• ropers " on the range, un 4 S ;>■ ^1 J' I II i ^i ! ill BUFFALO BIGHTED IN THE DISTANCE 1-^9 fore our loader was not in the least put out by this gen- eral "hlankness'' in regard to the buffalo, and announced to us his intention of making at once for the headwaters of the .Beaver. We were now perhaps thirty miles in advance of tlie slow- moving heavy wagon, but instructions had been left for the boys to take our trail up the Beaver, and to shape their ccnirse for the upper pools of that stream, and there pitch the main camp while we were scouting for the herd with our lighter vehicle. We had with us two extra running-horses, — the gray, and the bay mare "Jennie." The l)lack runner was hitched in with a heavy mate at ihe Iniggy. We had also plenty of hobbles for tying the calves if caught, and young Carter was with us in the buggy, ready for work if the herd should l)e sighted. We crowded the horses up the trail until it left the l)reaks of the Beaver, then drove out on the high prairies. We spun across a great expanse, picked our way across the North Fork of the Beaver, and swung off to the left, head- ing for the upper pools of the main stream, which we knew were dry above a certain point, twenty miles up. All the time, the glasses were kept in play, and nothing within ten miles escaped us. The sun was getting well on in his last quarter, and we were trundling along just at the edge of the breaks of the South Fork, when our eyes were caught l)y a cloud of dust rising from the other side of a little ridge. We snatched up the glasses. The cloud came nearer. It was approaching. It swung up over the crest. Huge black forms — twenty — thirty — fifty — sixty — rolled and surged along with it, heading almost toward us. No need of glasses now. Our tongues '' froze stiff " over the com- mon thought, until, a second later, our leader sprang clear of the buggy at a single bound, and shouted in a voice like a bugle — "Get out the horses 1 They 're l)uft'alo. by Jupiter 1 Give me the lasso! " — 9 1«0 FonTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES i' That they were indeed buffalo, every drop of blood in our veins was attesting. On they came — huge, rolling black hulks enveloped in a circling cloud of dust. A grand "view halloa" burst from us as they passed. They were running strung out in line, buffalo-fashion, and scpnin' into the wind. They must have scented us, and obviously had first taken fright when, at a distance of three-cpun'ters of a mile or more, they had "got the wind" of us; but they paid no attention to us as they held on their mad and headlong flight. They passed within three hundred yards, bearing to the left; we could easily have shot into them if desired. How vanished every ache, pain, and thought of weari- ness 1 It was not ground we touched, nor hot air we bn^athed. We were not creatures hampered with flesh and blood, but borne up on the wings of the hunter's exalta- tion. The very horses snorted and tugged at their ropes. The greyhound flashed out like an arrow from a bow, and, laying a cunning angle for himself, ran into the herd almost at onc(s where he worried at a yearling, until kicked and l»eaten out of the dust-cloud; and realizing that the game was too large for him, he ran back to the team and fairly begged us to come on. The horses were nearly ^jady. At the first flash of con- viction every nnm was on vhe ground, and tugging at the load to get out the calf-hobbles, — which of course were at the bottom of the wagon. Then a saddle had to be im- provised ; a lasso got tangled up, and a bridle was lost just as it was needed. The horses were not saddled, or even bridled, for we were not expecting buffaloes so soon. Everything had to be done in a moment. Colonel Jones, for an old buffalo-hunter, showed himself at least free frcmi all stoicism, and was fairly wild to get into the chase. Never was change in a man's demeanor more sud- den. His eyes were riveted on the flying dust-cloiid, and he tighten(Hl upliis saddle-cinch instinctively and without looking at it. But if everything had to be done quickly, m 4 IN PUBBUIT OF THE HERD 181 everything was quickly done, and away flashed the two riders, coiling up the long lassos as the horses ran. The third running-horse could not be spared from the team, as the wagon must follow the chase to pick up the calves. Ricker and myself therefore remained for that duty. We bundled the disordered baggage l)ack into the wagon, sprang on top of it, and whipped off in pursuit, going at the wildest rate I ever tried on wheels, and bound to "get there" if thn running-gear held together. The wagon jumped over dog-holes, hummocks and sinks, and the springs clashed together at every bound ; but we man- aged to hold on someway, — can't tell how, — and laid the team flat down in our determination to be in with the crowd. Short as the time of preparation had been, the herd had passed, and was over a mile away before the riders started. Yet Colonel Jones, after the first burst of racing-speed, held back the pace, and galloped easily on in the rear of the herd, restraining the eagerness of the bay mare Jen- nie to close in on the herd. Let it not be supposed that all horses are able to close in at once with these animals. There are few horses which can do so at all. The buffalo appears clumsy, even when in motion, but its actual speed is surprising, and it holds its gait wonderfully well. In running its action is not stiff-legged, like that of a cow, which places her hind feet directly in the print of the front ones ; but to the contrary, the buffalo spreads the hind feet well apart, like a horse, and throws them clear in front of the fore feet, hurling its great body on in a style not un- like that of the racer. The appai'ent clumsiness of the gait probably arises from the large hump, and from the fact that the butialo always runs with its nose almost against the ground. The hind feet come up almost on either side of the nose when the animal is at full speed. When running together in large numbers their speed is materially reduced, and it is then that a horseman can most easily approach them. A cow and her calf, alone 182 FtUJTY YKAU8 OK ADVKNTUHKH ,. .■■<•'. . < 33MJMHHiUNu ' . "__. — — . /.y., V. ^ ^.V:>> ., ,• ' * J ■ ^. Cl..l^. <■■ . • JW— irt^ ^ ..4;t' a quarter of a inih*. Calves » month old appoar to run about as well as the oldca- ani- mals. But all this time my companion and I wero not in- dulging in a))strac'tions, hut were trying to overtake the riders. All at (jnce the herd disai)i)eared over a ridge. Then the cloud of dust ai)|)Hared over the top, and began swinging otf to the right. I^ike a flash tin' conduct of the riders changed. With a common impulse tliey leaned forward in the saddles. The hors. sprang forward at four times their original sped, and nuiking an angle of forty-five degrees to their former coursi', they swept off to the right, across our track, sailed — Hew — drifted up along the ridge; topped it; disappeared. Half a mile was saved; and we knew the run was on just be- yond the ridge. How we crossed the intervening space I do not know, but in a moment we were ove'* the hill, and making sharp t<» the right on the other side, — tearing down to where we could see the horsemen leaping into the very edge of the blinding cloud. Colonel Jones and "Jennie" were ahead; the mare seemed to lly. The fiight was a grand one. With head well down and nos- trils wide, the bay beauty tore in on them, eager as her rider, and was never once called on with the spur. She crowded into the dust, into the herd, i)ushed out from n a cow and calf, and lay alongside of them in her striuw. Then we saw her rider lean forward. Up came his hand, •circling the wide coil of the rope. We could almost hear it whistle through the air. The next instant out it Hew. In a flash the dust was gone, and there was Colonel Jones kneeling on top of a struggling little tawry object, while Jennie stood by looking on complacently. A second later the little object was hobbling around upon the grass alone ; Colonel Jones was following young Carter now, and we "Nvere making for the calf. The herd at once swept out of :8ight, and we of course saw no more of it, for we were IM FORTY YEARH OF ADVENTURKB buHy with tlu^ cuptivH, and liad no more forUumto nnKl''H ortVrt'd to HiiVH (liHtniK'f. We drove up to the firnt victim. He wiih a coniionl- Inoking, niiiiid-lK'mU'd. curly little riiHcal ; we laughed when approaching him. The tirnt thing he did was to wttf*r a lioarHB hawl, and charge at uh with head down. In doing this, of course the hohhle tripped hiu), and he turned a Homerwault. Het'ore he could re<>over, w« sat down on top of him — the first hutfalo calf we had ever Been. We fouiul that he was secured in precisely the best and most etl'ectual way that ctmld have been devised. The hobble was made of several strands of untwisted rope. At the middle it was tied in a large loop, which was slipped over the calf's head; the two loose eiuls — which were left of just that length which experience told was right — were slip-noosed. These loops were fastened just above each hind foot, w^here they sat tight on the pastern joint, and drew the tighter for each struggle the calf made to free itself. Thus shackled, the captive was unable to make any progress, but at the same time was not choked, or held in any way calculated to injure it. This was the system of calf-hobl)ling devised after the experience of other hunts. Of course, the adjusting of the hobble took but an instant; and that was necessary, for even after the delay of a min- ute the herd would gaizi ground enough to make it hard to overtake. As we afterwards learned, Carter and the gray horse got into the edge of the herd easily enough, Vnit t he horse could not be pushed in close enough for roping-(!istance, as he was afraid of the buffalo. Carter spurred and "quirted" him in vain ; he was just the same old "gray devil," and needed the "stay-chain." Carter was furious at his in- ability to reach a calf. Colonel Jones again passed him, and went into the herd within two miles of the place where the first calf was caught. He missed his cast at the next calf, but the mare did not stop. As she ran along- side of the now angry animal, Colonel Jones stooped down [' ' 11 1 cow FKUITH TO THE DEATH 1B5 and cnuKht it by thf tail, turninj? it Iuh'Im over head, and bf'for*' it couhl rini' thf C»»l<>n('l waw on toi), lu'ld it in his nnnrt, and tlu'ii iiolililed it. This waw n large bull calf, tlu' largest taken on the entire hiuit, and he made a l)ig fi,;ht after Iuh fall. It was not dilHciilt to turn him over by the tail, — for the largewt Texas steer can be thrown headlong l)y ahornennin in the same nniinier, while at full speed. But the calf was like a l)asketful of eels to hold. The last calf was caugiit by Carter, who roped it neatly as Colonel Jones cut it out of the herd and turned it to- ward him. This was a tine heifer calf, and was apparently the idol of her mother's heart, for the latter came very near nuiking a casualty the price of the capture. As soon as the calf was roped, the cow left the herd and charged on Carter viciously as he bent over his victim. Seeing the danger. Colonel Jones rode up just in time, and drove the cow off for a moment; but she returned again and again, and finally began charging at him whenever became near: so that, much as he regretted it, he was compelled to shoot her with his revolver, killing her almost instantly. This was an unwished result, and was much deplored, for we came, not to slay, but to rescue. After this last ati'air was over, both rode on after the herd, which was by this time far toward the darkening horizon. The horses were now well "blown," for they had run in on the herd not only once, twice, but three times, and had gone a distance of eight or ten miles from the start. Colonel Jones soon pulled up, and turned Imck to find the wogon ; but Carter was angry at his horse, and followed the herd until upon its flanks, though he could not get the gray within roping-distance. The horse came l)ack pretty well "winded," and with Carter swearing at him for a coward. In the meantime my companion and I had, by dint of severe exertion, got the first calf tied up more firmly and secured in the light wagon, where it re- quired all of our strength to keep it until we devised the plan of piling the heavy tent upon it. We then drove 186 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES 'il* iiilli ii'ii on along the trail, using the glass all the time to sight the next captive, — which we presently did, at a distance of over a mile from lis. We repeated our tactics here, having a great time with this l)ig fellow ; then drove on, meeting Colonel Jones before we got to the last calf. Part of the time we had not kept to the trail, but had cut across the ■curves the herd made, depending on the glass to locate any calf that might be left. As it was possible and quite easy to miss seeing so small an ol)ject at such long distances, we were glad to learn that we had found all that had been caught. It was nearly dark by the time Ave had the last calf in the wagon, and as soon as Carter came up, all started back toward the Beaver. We could not camp, for we had no water, and the horses needed it sadly. As there was none elsewhere within twenty miles, it will be seen how absolutely necessary it was that we find the river. It should be remembered that this river had no water in it, except at certain places ; and we did not yet know where those places were. We might have to drive twenty miles after getting to the river-l)ed, and might have to travel nearly that far in trying to get down through the breaks which fenced in the stream. All this was i)retty near to l)eing serious ; but it was one of the exigencies of bult'alo- hunting, — so we said nothing. Init turned in the direc- tion where we knew the stream lay, and ran l)y the compass and the stars, driving in darkness which grew more dense at every moment. If our leader had been a man inexperienced on the Plains, or unacquainted with the general lay of the country, we would have had a dry camn that night, and would in all prol)ability have lost our calves, to saj'' nothing of any possit le discomfiture to ourselves, or injury to our horses. In an hour or so we came to the edge of the ))reak8, and began to hunt a way down through them. Ricker and Carter rode olf to the right, while Colonel ,Jones drove a little to the left. We noticed that all the trails SEARCHING FOR WATER IN THE DARKNESS 1ST appeared to converge at the head of a certain draw, and after driving across them till that fact was established, we knew that they led to water. We therefore followed down this draw, and fired signals for the boys to come in. Presently we heard Carter fire, he having got out on a point at our left. We called to him, and he fonnd his way down into the draw. Ricker had not come in, and did not answer any signal; so, fearing he was lost, Carter went back after him. Colonel Jones and myself, follow- ing the draw, presently got into the valley and found wa- ter. There was not much, and it was tramped up by cattle and had several dead carcai^SHs in it ; but still it was water, and we were glad to find it. By the time we had the horses out, and the baggage on the ground, Ricker and Carter got into camp, the former insisting that he was one of the sort that didn't get lost. We all fell to and proceeded to water the horses and get cam}) up. Wp found thtre was no axe or hatchet with us, but were lucky enough to find a hard stone, with which we drove our tent-pins — for it looked like rain, and we concluded to pitch the tnnt. We had no coffee-mill ; Inxt an old buti'alo-skull, a l)it of canvas and the stone served instead. Presently the clouds liroke, and the southern moon peeped out brightly. It revealed another pool of water below us, and we could see a bunch of ducks upon it. As we had not stopped to l)utcher our buffalo, we had no meat; so Ricker totik his three-barrel and shot four ducks, which Ez. fished out with his lasso. When we went down to the water we heard something Hopping in it, and discovered tluit it was fairly alive with bullhead fish. We therefore supposed that the running water covdd not ))e very far away. A search soon revealed that a succession of pools began a short distance I)elow our camp. While investigating this unitter, a plowed furrow, rumiing down near to the l>ank of the stream, caught Colonel Jones's attention, and following it up he 188 FORTY YEAR8 OP ADVENTURES 11 found a little patch of l)reaking, a dugout, and a well. He knew then that we were at Lee Howard's cabin, on the very headwaters of the Beaver, in the Neutral Strip ("No Man's Land"). Howard is a half-hunter, half- freighter, and half-ranchman, who has squatted on this claim, away out of the world. The water will make him rich some day. The owner of the dugout was not at home, but we got some good water at his well, and helped ourselves to a " Dutch oven," a hammer, a piece of kindling-wood, and a few other things which we found lying around, and which we thought would do more good at our camp than where they were. Then, as our little fire of " chips " was going nicely, Ez. soon had some bread baking, the coffee- pot simmering, and some bacon and sk'r.ned teal sizzling in the frying-pan. Our stove was a buffalo-skull, and our shovel a shoulder-blade. No Man's Land is entirely de- void of timber, and even of small sticks. While we were getting supper and arranging the tent, Colonel Jones was busy with the calves. Taking a long rope, he stretched it along the ground, fastening the ends to two strong tent-pins, driven to the head in the ground. On this rope he strung his calves, like fish on a trot-line, each calf being tied by the neck, and with its liml)8 left free. This arrangement gave them plenty of play and kept them from injury, while at the same time it rendered their es- cape impossible. The little fellows were vigorous and full of fight, and whenever anyone came near they would lower their heads and come at him with a short bawl. We amused ourselves by pushing each other upon them, and found by experience that they could butt hard enough to knock a man entirely oft' his feet. They spent most of their time standing with head down, back humped up, and tail cocked out, pawing the ground for all the world like an old bull, and from time to time uttering short, hoarse bawls, which sounded much more like the grunt of a hog than the bleat of a calf. 1 i 1 t 'i ! \m LEE HOWARD. CHARLES RUDE. »'] 1 "MAMMMMMinailMI WATCHING THE CAPTIVES 180 Interested in the actions of our strange and wild little captives, we sat beside them after supper until a late hour. Then we rolled up in our blankets and went to sleep, tell- ing each other that we were the luckiest fellows in all the world. » :| CHAPTER IX iltiH SECOND OALF-HUNT (Contixued) MILKING A BUFFALO COW — EXCELLENT BUTTER CAUBED BY THE JOSTLE OF THE WAOON — DOMESTIC COWS ARRIVE — LONG MARCH TO THE SOUTHWEST — COLONEL JONES MI- RACULOUSLY CAPTURES A CALF — " TENDERFEET " AFTER BUFFALO BULLS TOOK TWO TO KILL ONF, AND THEN didn't KILL HIM — CLOUD OF SMOKE PROVED TO BE DUST — "the herd I THE HERD ! " — COLONEL JONES NEVER LOST, BY DAY OR NIGHT "GET DOWN AND crawl" — BUFFALO IN CAMP — THE COLONEL AWAY, BUT HOLES ARE CUT IN HIS TENT THROUGH WHICH TO SHOOT, JUST THE SAME — CALF-HUNTERS RETURN TC CAMP IN A DEPLORABLE CONDITION — HORSES LEFT TO DIE — PLENTY OF CALVES, BUT NO WATER — TENDERFEET NOT SATISFIED — WANTED ANOTHER TRIAL, THEN ANOTHER EARLY on the morning of the 14th of May we were astir and preparing for the day's work. We could not expect the main outfit up until the following day, and feared we would lose all our calves before it arrived, for we had not a cow with us, of course, and not even a can of condensed milk. It was decided to lasso a range cow, and milk her by force; but at that early hour no cattle had yet come in to water, and there were none in sight among the breaks. All that could be done, therefore, was to try to induce our panting and suf- fering little captives to drink of the water which wp offered them; but they refused to be comforted, and in- (UO) i E. HOUGH. Mi r HL'TTKU I'UOM MILK OF A BUFFALO COW 141 M digimiitly hut tod tli(! watnrpail (uuhvays whenever it was left iicnr them, or cliarged licadlong at a wet rag or a stick. Colonel Jones coneluded to go out on the range and try to find th(i herd again, then to rt^turn, and in the even- ing either rope a range cow, or drive down in the night to meet our team and get i.tnie condensed milk to keep the calves alive until the domesti(! cows would arrive. Accordingly, he, Ricker and Cart(;r started out with all the liorses, directly after })reakfaHt. It fell to my lot t(^ remain and guard the camp — a duty which, in view of possible Inilfalo-chase, I did not relish very much. At thre(> o'clock our scouting-party returned. They h' 1 not fouiul the herd, hut had met two huli'ahj cows, u. douhtedly the mothers of the captured calves, whose ma- ternal instinct had led tluMu to return in searcli of their offspring. One cow was killed for meat; her xulder was full of milk, and as there was no water to l)e had, the Colonel concluded to till a canteen with the precious fluid, as the day was very hot. After niilking the canteen about half-full he corked it up and tossed it into the spring wagon. After about two hours of travel he concluded to take a drink,. l)ut the fluid would not come out, and he concluded there must be a dead mouse or some kind of trash in the can. By close observation it was discovered the jostling of the wagon had churned the milk into Init- ter. which was as solid and yellow as that of the best Jersey right from the creamery, and satisfactory in quantity, — all of which was hjft in the can until the camp was reached, when it was extracted, salted, and we had one grand feast of hot biscuits ar d butfalo butter. The wonderful rich- ness of the milk and deliciousness of the butter nerved our leader up in his endeavors to domesticate this valu- able animal. During the day a great scope of country had been cov- ered, but no further signs of ))utTalo were found, and no water could be discovered anywhere. The flats were en- tirely dry. It was a problem where the buffalo could be. liii 'rh I I! ii ' ' t ; 142 FORTY YEARH OK ADVENTUREH Colonel Jones now Htartcd down the* Bonvr to meet the team, giving neither liiniHelf nor hia horheH any rest, — for it was imperative that we get milk, or we wouUl lose our calves. The little fellows began to look gaunt, their tongues black and swollen, hanging from their mouths, while they continually utt(»red their hoarse, groaning grunts of complaint. The remainder of the party began to move the camp up nearer to the edge of the bluff, where the stench of the decaying carcasses which lay in the water would be less unendurable. The weather in the daytime was very warm, though the nights in that country are always cool. A couple of hours after dark we heard rei)eated halloos and shots. We rej)lied, and soon heard voices of our own party, and knew that by some unprecedented ly good gen- eralship they had succeeded in getting the cows in, — a full day earlier than they could reasonably be expected. It happened that Colonel Jones went down just in time, for if he had not met them they would have kept on up the flats, and passed our camp, to wander no one knew how far into the waterless country. Everything was now confusion in camp. We had a great many animals to take care of, and it necessitated work. The cows had all to be lassoed and hobbled — a matter which they always resented; the horses to be wa- tered; supper to cook, and a hundred other things to be done. One of the first jf these duties was the feeding of the buffalo calves; and this was one of the most interest- ing features of the whole hunt. Ez. roped a certain old red cow, of about as near the right color as any we had, and hobbled her securely fore and aft; then we picked out the youngest calf, and approached — the little fellow butting and fighting viciously. The cow turned her head, and promptly kicked so hard she broke the hobble and sent the calf a somersault to begin with. This did not daunt it, however, and it returned, seeming to take in the situation at a glance. It was strange, but after a few BUKKAU) (!AIiK ADOPTED HY DOMESTIC COW 148 moments this cow and hiifTalo calf swhumI to "take to" each othfM'. Tim hcnt of relations were established be- tween them, and within an Iwdir the curly little rasfiil was lyin^ down by the side of his now mother, clnick full of milk, and "happy as a clam." This calf was n(>ver wild after that, but could be ai)proached easily, and was p(M'fec(ly docile. Tn the morning we let it loose near the cow, and it followed her alxuit, kicking \i\) its heels and bawling lples8 back- ward cast of the great head, and to mark the rapid glazing of the eye which a moment before rolled iii a tameless rage. We had no idea how the calf-hunters were faring ; we didn't worry much about it. We cared less for ''the ninety and nine " cows and calves that got away than for the one old bull that went not astray. We got the best supper the mess-box afforded, and sat late into the night, after we had fed the calves and hobbled out our animals, going over the story of our first bull, and telling how Colonel Jones offered us the head of the bull he was "go- ing to kill." We did not expect the calf-hunters back until the fol- ::i ..ii 154 FORTY YEARS OK ADVKNTURK8 lowing (lay, nnd therefore did not keep up any fire, but along toward inidniglit rolled ourselves up and went to sleep. Not long thereafter, one of us awoke, drowsily asking, "Who was that shot?" One of our party re- sponded, "Indians!" We all roused up, and listened. A.iother shot was heard, faint in the distance. The night ' 8 blaek as Eri^hus, We fired several shots ourselves, and waited. Presently there came a long-drawn " Hal- loa I" We shouted in response. " Some fellows lost out on the flats," we said. By-and-by came the rattle of wheels in tl»e dark, coming down the cafton. "Get up there, you lazy fellows, and get some supper," called out a voice. Our nightly visitors proved to be our own party, who by dint of hard driving — and, I shall always think, of sheer luck rather than skill — had managed in some man- ner to find their way back through the hills and rsivinea that lay along south of the Beaver, and had followed down it to the camp. What a feat .this driving in the dark across the trackless plains is, I will leave for the innocent w'l > has tried it to explain. It is a risky busi- ness in that country, where to lose the water is almost certain death. The ])arty proudly showed us three more l)uffalo calves curhul up in the bottom of the wagon; and these it was our first care to properly attend. After that, around the late supper, we listened to the story of the hunt, and heard how the buffaloes had led a long, long chase; how Colonel Jones and Ex. had fairly divided the honors; how another buffalo cow, in a desperate fight to save her off- spring, had been sacrificed to save human life; ht)w the close of the chase had found the party miles and miles from the camp, without water, with the horses badly fa- tigued, and with the choice of a dry, hungry camp on the Plains, or a long and risky drive at night. We heard all these things, told in a conversation much broken by con- stant interruption of fried antelope and coffee; then took OFF FOR THE LAST HUNT 166 a lust look nt ov.r long string of captives, and retired to snoo'ie away the few remaining hours of darkness in a l)lissful consciousness of well-earned repose. Bright and early next morning Colonel Jones " piped all hands on deck," and after a short consultation an- nounced his determination of making a big trip south to the Coldwater (Arfrio), in hopes of finding the main herd, and intending to drive fast and far until tliat was accomplished. In accordance with this resolve, tlie light wagon was at once gotten out, a full camp outfit, includ- ing our only water-cask, was stowed in it, and Colonel Jones, Ez. and Charley started out on what it was tacitly agreed would be tlie last hunt. The horses were looking fearfully worn, and we disliked to see them go. If we had known what a terrible experience they were yet to en- dure, they would not have gone at all. Ricker and I did not join this expedition, partly because there was load enough without us, and partly Ijecause we thought our chances for a shot at a bull better if we stayed at the wa- ter where we were. The next day I wandered down the stream, prospecting. On my return, late in the afternoon, I saw the Tepee Rock, and soon after, the white tents of our camp. The gray broke into a gallop, and swung up the valley at a great rate, so that in a little while I could distinguish objects about the camp. The first tiling I saw was a form in the door of th* tent, leveling a glass at me. It was Ricker. He began to wave his hat, and make some motions which I thought meant "hurry up." I did so. Then he was joined by Robinson, and there ensued one of the funniest, and at the same time most ridiculous, incidents of the whole hunt. Those two boys waved their hats, waved the hand-towel, got down on thr-ir knees, lay down on their stomachs, crawled out to one side of the tent on their bellies, and made such a series of insane antics that I was entirely bewildered. They were so extravagant, I sup- posed they were only giiying me for having lost my din- ii! 160 FORTY YEAns OF AOVKNTrREB ner. As I eanio nearer, tliey said nothing. I became a little nettled, and thought they were a little too foolish even for crazy men. Therefore, I folded my arms and galloped on, whistling composedly, and intending to tell them I thought they were a pair of fools. As I came up they grew perfectly frantic. At last, when within fifty yards of the tent, Ricker ga8p(>d out, '* RulTalol " I whirled my head, and glanced along the opposite side of the river-bed. There, above a little ridge, showed a dozen black humps. I was of¥ the horse in an instant. The herd had come right into cmr camp I " Come into the tent I " whispered the boys. I cut the straps which held my rifle in place at the saddle, and for- got to tie my horse. I started to crawl across the inter- vening space, every inch of which brought me more clearly into the view of the buffaloes, which I could n< w see quite clearly some five or six hundred yards distant. Alas ! before I could reach the tent, they saw me, and away they went. When I got info the tent, the boys only hesitated al)out killing me because I was not good enough to die. I tried to explain, but they said that was needless; that I was a large-sized idiot. 1 remarked that that wasn't a starter to what they both were ; and on the whole there was a prospect of gore. But just then one of us took a look through a hole in the tent. There was the herd standing on the hillside. They had not run a quarter of a mile. The boys told me that they had been watching the buf- faloes for over an hour, waiting for them to come down close enough to shoot. The old bulls had gone down into the creek-bed, where it was dry, and had wallowed there for some time, one always standing guard while the others wallowed, and taking his turn when another came out to relieve him. None of the herd had yet watered. The glass revealed their number to be thirty cows and calves ; there were nine bulls, and they kept in a little bunch by_ themselves. They did not run so far as the cows, and we could see them plainly, lower down the hill. BUKFALOK8 IN CAMP 157 It was n strangn and alinoHt uiipamllolpcl circumatanco. Thero stood thoHe hunted and proverbially wary creatures which we had found so hard to approach, within full view of our Happing tfjnts, looking at them with no apparent suspicion of their real occupancy. I wonder what they wondered ? I wonder if they trembled with any vague and luidefined fear as they stood there, trying in vain to get some knowledge out of the stubborn and contrary wind ? We watched the herd through the glass for half an hour. Some of the cows ))egan to lie down. They could not be very much frightened. The remainder of the herd ])egan to walk down toward the water. App<>tite was prevailing over instinct. They were coming in I The boys said they would forgive me if we got a shot. I hoped we might. It looked as if we would. The nine bulls left the hillside, and moved down. A nu)ment later they were out of sight in a little draw. In that moment we made a rush for the other tent, and got there successfully, sixty yards nearer the water. With nervous hands we ripped slits in the side of the Colonel's tent, and thrust out our rifle-barrels, changing from one spot to another, making holes as often as we de- sired to change, in the attempt to find a place where the swaying tent should still ccmceal us, as by that time there were more holes than tent ; yet it did not disconcert our aim. The heads of the bulls showed over the ridge — nine big ))lack fronts, one after another, all strung out. All nine came over the crest, snitfed the air, and came down on a gallop. The little buffalo calf, with its long rope tied to its neck, was playing about its old red mother, a little below the water. The bulls came nearer yet; took tVight, and ran back a few yards; wheeled, and came on again, — this time, we could see, straight to a point within gun- range. " My eyesl" shivered Robinson, " they 're hig as meet- ^^ .V IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) /. :* ^ // A^ 1.0 I.I |50 "^ !■■■ £ U° 12.0 u ^ WUU 1.8 L25 IIIIIU ill 1.6 ft /. %1^^ ■> M '/ Hiotographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 145S0 (716)873-4S03 l/. t 168 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES I \m i ing-houses 1 " They did look so. There was one monster, and four were big ones ; the others were smaller. They came down to the bank of the stream and turned fair to our aim. We decided thoy were less than two hundred yards away. We took our })laces in the door of the tent, shielding ourselves as well as we could with the flaps, and coolly arranged our plan. We were to shoot from the two-hundred-yard notch of our rifle-sights, each taking a separate bull, and no one to fire until all were ready. r "cker was to count, and all were to fire at the instant he said "Three." The nine old bulls stood gazing with wide-open solemn eyes at the white apparition, whose fluttering wings held they knew not what of fate for them. Their great beards swept out sideways in the keen slant of the wind. They were motionless. They were ghostly. It was a singular and almost oppressive scene. They seemed like phantom animals from the world of a departed race, come back to menace or to warn us. Never in my life shall I forget that moment, for I never saw a more vivid one. When I am old, and close my eyes, I shall see at will those great, ghostly, solemn animals, standing witL beards asweep and eyes full of wondering reproach. A moment of intense and silent inaction passed. We were ready. "One!" "Twol" tolled out Ricker's count. Then at the other pendulum-beat the three repeaters spoke "Three!" And what was this? Dust at my own rifle-shot, a foot over the back of my bull ! And nothing stops for the other boys! The whole nine are off — oh, misery! Fairly gnashing our teeth, we all sprang from the tent and opened on the flying herd as they ran. Their course was right up the bed of the stream, and they ran at right angles to us for fifty yards. Bang 1 bang ! bang I rang the repeaters. Every shot flew high. Those which did not, cut dirt on the bank beyond, or struck the bulls in the CALF-HUNTERS RETURN TO CAMP 159 humps, where they had no visible effect whatever. When they started to run, I threw up the leaf of my sight, and so did Ricker, we both thinking they would run away from ua ; but as they kept right along by, I knocked down my sight, and just as they turned around the corner of a little knoll and made off to the left, I got down low enough and sent a bullet with a vicious " phut 1 " slap into the hip of the smallest oull in the bunch. He strung out behind after that, and was one of the missing later on. Again we half fancied we could see the dumb protest in the half-savage, half-wondering eyes. Slowly the night came down. Slowly, out there in the west, those huge figures shrouded up in the veil-fold of the on-sweeping darkness. Slowly, one by one, — sul- lenly, with breaking hearts, perhaps, for the wliite men were around them on every side, — they turned toward the setting sun; toward the little, narrow west which re- mained to them. And that, for us, was the last of the buffalo. A world of incident was crowded into our short trip ; but in attempting even a broken account of it, it must needs be brief. On the evening of our rencontre with the nine bulls, we had not time to follow and secure the fallen ones before an event happened which put an end to hunting that day, and which foreshadowed the close of the entire hunt. We were looking up the valley, when our attention was attracted by a distant pistol-shot and a faint halloa ; and presently we discerned a horseman coming slowly down toward camp. We soon made it out to be Carter. He was riding the bay mare Jennie, and his gait was very slow. Presently he dismounted, and came leading her into camp. We saw at once what was the trouble. Both horse and man wore nearly dead from thirst and exhaustion. Car- ter throw himself on the ground, with a despairing ges- ture toward the mare. His first words, after he had i ICO FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES drained a canteen of water, were, "I guess she 's sure gone I " The poor creature looked it, truly. She stood with head down and legs wide apart, wet with sweat, and trembling like a leaf. In her misery at trying to breathe, she blundered and stumbled about the camp, and we soon found she was quite blind, or could see only imperfectly. A moment later she attempted to lie down, but we caught her and held her up, a dead weight be- tween us. Then we poured a straight pint of raw whisky into a pail. Before we could dilute it with water, the mare felt the rim of the pail, and nt once drank its con- tents at a gulp. Whether the Kentucky mare recognized the Kentucky product or not, I do not know; but she drank that whisky "straight." And it was the best thing she could have done. She did not get down at all after that; and in a little while we gave her a quart or so of water, then half a pailful ; and after blanketing and rubliing down her legs, she began to prick up her ears and whinny a little. Then we knew she would pull through; and we held a general jubilee, hugging the game old animal and calling her all sorts of pet names. "That nuvre 's sure clear grit," said Carter. " She 's gone over a hundred mih^s to-day, and has n't had a drop of water. I 've made threti big runs on her, and caught five calves without uncinchiiig the saddle." While Carter was swallowing his supper, we learned from him the story of the calf-hunt. The drive from the main camp south, he said, had been a very long and rapid one, and as near as they could tell, far beyond the Coklwater, when just l)efore sundown tl.ey came in sight of the largest herd of buffalo which had yet been found — probably seventy-five or one hundred in number. It was too late to make a run that night, so camp was made in the breaks, within a mile and a half of the herd. In the morning, l)ef()re sunrise, camp was broken, and after di- viding up what little water there was left — the horses' PLENTY OF CALVES, BUT NO WATER 161 getting only a very little — the approach on the herd was begun, and the first run was made early in the morning. Two calves were the result of this run, one each for Colo- nel Jones and Carter. The herd did not make for any stream, but ran out into an undiscovered country of limitless extent. The second run was made late in the morning. The day proved to be terribly hot. Three calvep were caught by Carter; but the horses were al- most exhausted. Colonel Jones got so far away from the party, or the party from him, that for a time it looked as if he would have to leave his exhausted horse and try the fifty or sixty miles to water on foot. However, he found the trail, and, by walking, drove hie horse for a time (as he was so near gone he would not lead ) , and managed to keyp it up until he sighted the wagon and signaled for it to come up The whole outfit was nearly "done up," and it looked a question whether they would all ever get into camp. It was well for the party that they knew the country into which they came. Colonel Jones recognized a cer- tain table-rock, and knew that camp lay far below them. Had they not been familiar with that part of the country, and had therefore gone up the stream instead of down, they would have lost all their stock, and would probably have perished themselves. It cannot be emphasized too much, that hunting in that country — in the spring of 1887, at least — was a matter which "tenderfeet" and "grangers" would very much better let alone. A party going down on that range would be foolish to start with- out a tiioroughly posted guide. They would get no game, and would stand a large chance of dying of thirst. When they came to the Canadian (or Beaver), the teams were nearly read}'^ to drop, and it was evident that fresh horses must be had. The black runner could hardly move, and even the tough mule team was "done up." Two of the buffalo calves had died of the intense heat — which is not strange; for in that little spring wagon there were -11 i 162 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES crowded three men, all their camp equipage, a water-cask, and seven kicking young buffaloes. Carter had therefore come down to get a fresh team, and take back such water as he could. Poor fellow I — he looked weary enough himself; but he did not tarry, and after his hasty supper started back with the spare team, carrying as much water and whisky as he cculd sling abou^ him in canteens. We built a beacon-fire near by the Tepee Rock that night, and prepared supper, that it might be ready for the late comers. About midnight we heard their rifle- shots, and could presently see the flashes as they fired. We answered, and built up our fire; and presently the party . rode silently into camp. They were successful ; but the best part of their success was that they got in alive. The black running-horse was left for dead, ten miles back on the trail. The next morning Colonel Jones suddenly displayed a certain trait in his character which did much on more than one occasion to rob us of pleasures the trip might otherwise have done. He got in a hurry, and abruptly announced his intention of starting for home. Of course it was not for my companion or myself to murmur at his wish in the" matter, since it was pure kindness on his part to take us along on the trip; but we did so wish, now that we had fairly gotten the situation of the buffaloes, to stay and rest a few days, and get another bull or two, before we started in. We knew it was our last chance. However, we tried to be resigned, and recorded no protest except that written here. In these columns we wish squarely to reprimand the man who would do so cruel an act as to take us two fellows away from the buffaloes, just when we had fairly found them. We did not even have time to go out and look for the two })ulls which we supposed we had killed, although Carter had seen the bunch of bulls with only seven in it, as he came down the night before, thereby corroborating our count. RETURNING HOME 168 We left the boys to look up the dead and wounded, to attend to the wearied stock, and bring into the settle- ments the captive calves, with all the retinue of the great main camp. We quickly prepared the light wagon for the trip, and hitched in the large bay horse and tb'^ lucky, plucky little balking gray, who now balked no more, but was grown into high esteem about the camp. Of course, Jennie could not travel. She and all the rest of the horses were to be allowed several days' rest before they were started for the settlements. The nervy mare had "picked up" a great deal by morning, and appeared to be coming out all right. We were glad to see that she was not going to lose her eyesight, but had been only temporarily blind and dizzy. We were glad also for an- other thing : Colonel Jones went out early in the morn- ing, after a very scanty allowance of sleep, and found the abandoned l)lack horse on his feet and struggling to get down to the water. Whisky and water revived him enough to get him into camp, and his "naturally strong constitution," as the doctors say, brought him through all right eventually. Colonel Jones, my companion and I started early, tak- ing with us only a very light camping-outfit, some jerked buffalo meat, and coffee. We found our team could do better than expected, and we made a long drive the first day. By this system of driving day and night, — which I never could see how the horses stood up under, — we held on our way steadily, and almost before we knew it were at the railroad, and at home in Garden City. Once we drove close to 100 miles in 24 hours. Then followed the queries and congratulations. Our hunt was over. It had been a most fortunate one, all considered. Had it not been so well planned and so well pushed, it might have been called an unlucky one. Cer- tainly, there was good luck in it. A week and a half after our arrival the boys arrived ■ I 104 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES witli the main outfit, bringing in tho hull- and antelopo- headH, and the skins of various kinds which we had col- lected. Of course, we inquired anxiously about the calves. To our sorrow, only seven out of the fourteen captured had been brought in alive. Some had died of stubbornness or sickness; one had gotten away in the night; and yet an- other had fallen victim to a certain brilliant experiment devised by the boys to make a buffalo calf follow a do- mestic cow. The experiment consisted in tying the calf to the cow's tail. The calf followed. But unfortunately its neck was broken before they could lasso the cow. At this, the boys did not finish tying up the other calves in like manner, but just herded them along as before. It WJis harder work, but the net results in live butfalo calves seemed to warrant them in it. Nothing more need be said for Colonel Jones than to remark that he never rep- rimanded the boys once for the slinniess of their returns. He only said, "I wish they had brought in eight or ten, at least." To-day, in the pasture at the edge of Garden City, Colonel Jones has eleven buffalo calves. Fimr of these are yearlings, fat as seals, shaggy as sheep, and so tame that you can almost touch them. The other seven are the calves of this year's hunt. They are lively as crick- ets, and run bawling after their foster-mothers like any other calves. The "old red stripper" supports two, and watches them with the most motherly pride. They run loose with a small herd of blooded don)estic cattle. It is the intention, as was previously stated, to raise a herd of buffaloes, and also to experiment with hybridization. It is to be hoped that no accidents will thin this little l)and, survivors of a doomed race, and procured at so great i)eril, hardship, and expense. It is of course true that the American people will wat^h with the greatest solicitude a herd in which they have so great an interest. To-day, too, in the same pasture, " Jennie "and " I'lackie " take their ease among the calves they helped to catch;. LOOKING BACKWARD 165 now and then privately indulging in n run after a calf, just to keep up the memory of their hunt, — which will be their last indeed, in all probability. The gray horse — now posing as a reformed balker — pensively chews buf- falo-grass out on the claim of the dark-eyed damsel who gave us our immortal lunch on the day we started out. Colonel Jones, the mules, and all the rest of us, are at work. Could not the calf-hunt be duplicated by other parties? Hardly; for the reason that men having sufficient knowl- edge of the haunts and habits of the game, and an in- clination to secure it, are very few; and of those few, fewer yet are able financially to organize such a hunt. It cost Mr. Jones over one thousand dollars in preparatory and current expenses for the short time which our trip lasted. Could not hunters pay the expenses, and hire an effi- cient guide? Tliey could easily hire a guide. Perhaps he would promise everything; probably he would secure nothing. I do not know of any man who would even promise success. The few who know the secrets of that forbidding land are anxious to keep their secrets for their own benefit. Could a party of hunters not acquainted with the country go into that region with any chance of success ? No. It would be dangerous to try it. Water is too scarce. The path of the hunt might be a joniada del muerto (journey of death) for a b^nd of "tender-feet." Is our party entitled to the claim of having seen the last of the buffalo? Not literally, of course. But it is probable that we were the last, or very near the last, civ- ilized hunters to look upon the buffalo wild on its native range. There were features of our hunt which wc- should not wish to see repeated ; but on the whole, we endeav- ored to act like civilized hunters. Those will be only sav- ages who, for the sake of the few dollars which the hides of the devoted creatures will bring, will plan to finish 100 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES their destruction. It was the skin-hunter who has so nearly anniiiihited the entire race of these grand animals, changing Nature's plan — tearing Nature's page in this good century. It will not be the privilege of the last members of the race to die victims of any noble, if incon- siderate, ambition. It will bo the cool, calculating, pic- ayunish, fiendish skin-hunter who will make the- last "stalk." It will be his penny-loving eye which will catch the sight against the last shaggy side. It will be from the worn grooves of his rifle that the last puff of smoke will come, and hang above a grass-covered wallow. It will be his skilled hands which will strip off the last robe. And his comment as he folds it down will be, ••I've got the last I" Poor fool I He will not know — he has not brains enough to conceive — what those words mean, that he has indeed killed the Last of the Buffalo. May those solemn eyes in their last glance l)light and wither him I should be the verdict of all true Americans. i CHAPTER X THE WILD HORSE — OTHER ANIMALS ORIGIN OF — HABITAT — OREATEPT NUMBER EVER KNOWN — BIZE, COLOR, STYLE, AND FITNE8P TO BURR0UND1N08 — THE BTALLION DRIVES, NEVER LEADS — GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OP CONTEST FOB IftABTERSHIP — nURING THE DRIVE, TO KILL THE RULER RESULTED IN FAILURE — SOME OF THE HEROES WHO MADE FORTUNES CAPTURING THESE ANI- MALS— WHEN FAMISHING, NEVER LOST BIGHT OF HORSES UNTIL THEY WENT TO WATER — THE WILD HORSE's GREAT SPEED AND ENDURANCE — PRAIRIE-DOGS AND OWLS : NO BUCH THING AS '* HAPPY FAMILY" — RATTLESNAKES AND OWLS INTRUDERS- TLER ■HELD AT BAY BY A MONSTROUS RAT- 1N presenting Colonel Jones's adventures in hunting and capturing the buffalo, to neglect relating a few facts concerning the wild horse and some other ani- mals of the Plains would be like the play of Hamlet without the ghost. The habitat of the wild horse was that of the American bison, where, though never commingling with them in an absolute sense, there were rare exceptions where a single animal might be discovered in close proximity to a herd of buffalo. I remember once having been presented with a two-year-old colt, which had been observed for more than ten months as the comparatively close companion of a band of buffalo, with which he had run for that length of time. All the individuals of the herd seem to have been imbued with that strange affection which sometimes ( 1«7) m 108 FORTY VKAIIH OK ADVKNTUUEB inanifoHtH itwlf among our doiuostic nnimals, many au- tliontic Htoric's relating to which arc current. The prol)- ahility is the colt was ahvayw Hunirt enough not to get tangh.>(l up in the herd, or ho caught na|)i)ing; at least I would have advised such vigilance, had I hoen the in- structor. The wolf, that over-persistent, hungry species of the genus Lu[)us, called hy the old hunters " loafers," while particularly fond of young colts, also of horseflesh, rarely takes the terribly unequal chances of securing a meal by attempting to capture a wild horse on the open prairie; 3'et in the woods he is quite tiie reverse. For some rea- son he much prefers to depend upon the superannuated butl'alo bulls, driven out of the herd by their junior fellows, for his rations; yet when compelled by almost absolute starvation to take the most desperate chances, he risks an attack upon the stately, swift -footed wild horse. How long the present wild horse has existed on the Plains is difficult to rightly conjecture; fo^we know that as he is at present physiologically constructed, he is n«it identical with tiie wild horse of prehistoric ages. True, as paleontology proves, there was a variety of species of the horse roaming over the Great Plains thousands of years ago, but they, with other orders of immense mam- mals, became extinct in a remote geologic age. That was, as Huxley and other famous paleontologists have shown, the primitive horse. There was an almost incalculable hiatus between those prehistoric times and the appear- ance of the present wild horse, whose existence on the Great Plains of Texas, Colorado, Kansas and Nebraska is limited to a very recent day. It is the accepted theory by scientists, that their origin dates back to the wonderful march of the Spanish explorer, Francisco Vasquez de Cor- onado, one of Cortez's lieutenants, who with a small army traversed the vast wilderness of the mid-continent region of North America in 1541. In his itinerary, his historian. DKHCHIPTION OF THE WILD HORBB 109 CaBtHnnda, r«'lat«'H losing many horsps, which OHcaped dur- ing the fearful ntorujn, and from heing HtainpfHled by the burt'ah). Fn)ni the rehitively few whidi formed tlie hanis of all that have Hince occupied tlie region pointed out, it ni)pearH they flouriHhed in a remarkahh* degree, for as late j;s 1H76 it wan eHtimated by thuMe who wrre competent judges, that no less than fifty thousand were roaming at will over the prairiea of the large States enumerated al)ove. Colonel Jones devotes some pages of his journal to the habits of the wild horse. He says: " The habits and methods of the wild horses, their man- ner of subsisting, and their remarkable intelligence, have ever been attractive subjects to me. Secreted from the view of a large band unconscious of my proximity, I have often abandoned everything else for hours in order to study the curious a»ul graceful picture of a band of horses in their natural state. "They are of fair size, weighing in the neighborhood of from seven to ten hundred pounds; remarkably well built, their chests large, wide and deep, and their bones of good size, indicating great strength. Their heads are always carried high in the air, the natural position of the species when unrestrained by mechanical appliances, and when moving they are the very incarnation of grace and symmetry. Their eyes protrude more than those of the domesticated animal, for the reason, perhaps, that hered- ity has stamped this feature upon them by the necessary vigilance of their ancestors imrosed by their environ- ment. The mane is very long, reaching to the knees, and the tail usually sweeps the ground. Taking them all in all, they are the ideal horse. By constant exposure to the fitful variations of climate of the mid-continent re- gion, entirely dependent upon their own efforts for their subsistence, and frequently, to employ a Western but very expressive phrase, compelled to ' rustle ' for their living, they have developed a vitality and strength of I, ; i«] ■ ' : (h 1} ' '■m J iJH mi k 170 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB muscle which is wonderful to contemplate. Their ex- tensive travels from place to place in search of fresh pastures, and their sometimes extended races under the inspiration of absolute liberty, have given them an ex- pansion of lungs and nostril assuring an endurance that is phenomenal. These physical attributes, coupled with an indomitable will, render their capture a difficult and tedious process. They are in all their movements as graceful as the antelope, and I know of no more beautiful scene than that of a band of wild horses at play. They are as fleet as the gre^hoimd, and some of the speediest horses of to-day in the East have a strain of their blood coursing through their veins. "The scientists theoretically claim — those, I mean, who have not really studied them — that they must un- questionably be a weak race, destitute of fine points, be- cause in their common intermingling, without any regard to proper breeding, the best blood would soon run out. This is not the fact, however ; nature has provided a com- pensating law, by which their specially fine characteristics have been preserved. Strength, nerve and endurance are better provided for under that freedom from restraint which a life of absolute liberty assures^ than could be attained by breeding the domestic animal handicapped by the conventionalities of the confined state from which no breeder can hope to escape. "The wild horse in his aggregation is governed by a ruler, who in a band is as absolute as the most ar))itrary human monarch ; and of course he is the stallion possess- ing the greatest strength, pugnacity, nerve, and endur- ance. As with the buffalo, the contest for supremacy in a herd of wild horses is desperate and exciting. The terrible fight for this position between two contending stallions cannot be imagined, and language is hardly adequate to graphically describe it. They approach each other walking on their' hind feet, with eyes which simu- late balls of molten metal, or the electric light. Their. CONTEST FOR MASTERSHIP 171 great mouths are already open, exposing their sharp teeth, with which they inflict most terrible punishment, and in a few seconds the impending shock comes, for which each enraged animal has been preparing himself. Now their keenly cutting hoofs are flying in every directioi. over their adversary's body, and their powerful jaws grasp neck, shoulders, or any portion they can get hold of. They fight with all the desperation of bulldogs, throwing their whole force against each other; consequently the weaker ' goes to the wall ' a terribly mutilated brute. If he is not oqual in strength, or lacks in endurar>co to withstand the awful shocks of his adversary, he is at last hurled to the ground, — Jcicked, stamped on, and torn by the teeth of his mad antagonist; and if by chance he can rise again, he rushes off", glad to escape with his bare life. Unlike the contests between buffalo bulls, described in a previous chapter, wherein no blood is drawn, those be- tween the wild stallions of the Plains are fraught with sanguinary results. Wherever their cruel teeth are fast- ened in each other's flesh, their bodies are lacerated in the most horrible manner. When these instruments of warfare slip off the hide where they have taken hold, they snap together, sounding like the report of a firecracker. The conquered animal in his retreat exerts every muscle if he is permitted to rise from the earth where he has been thrown by his adversary, and breaks and dasnes off as fast as he is able, pursued for a mile or so by the latter, who cuts and bites him at every jump. He is at last abandoned, and never again molests his adversary, as the poor disabled 'tramp' never forgets his experience as long as he lives, — unlike the Turk, who 'fights and runs away, to renew the fight another day.' "One of the most interesting sights in connection with wild horses is when the proud high-headed stallion, who is ruler of the herd, numbering perhaps all the way from twenty to a hundred, first discovers the presence of an in- truding stallion in the vicinity. With lofty head, he liter- !- i $ 172 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES ally * smells the battle from afar ' ; his tail is thrown out at an angle of forty-five degrees, and he commences to en- circle his charge, with his head lowered to his knees, nose turned up like an old gander v/hen angry. This he re- peats once or twice, rounding all the animals into a close bunch, where they remain until his return, without the least change of position. He gathers himself up, as it were, and dashes off like a whirh ind to meet the object of his fury, which is perhaps half a mile distant. Nine times out of ten, however, the enemy has fiiown long be- fore he arrives at the spot where he originally appeared. Sometimes, the reverse is the case : he meets with a bun- dle of horseflesh all nerve and muscle, which waits V,o measure strength with him. Of the many encounterp of this character I have witnessed, only one has occurred in which the master of the herd was compelled to yield to the intruding adversary. "The general idea of those who have heard of wild horses is, that the master stallion leads the herd. This is not the case ; he drives them anywhere he desires them to go, for fear the mares will escape, or be cut out of the band by prowling stallions. The monarch of the herd guards them with as much vigilance as a sheriff i^viards a squad of prisoners, or a shepherd guards his flock when wolves are hungry and desperate. Does anyone suppose the stallion ' leads ' the herd ? No I Such an idea is nonsense, and the person who insists on it only shows he knows not whereof he speaks. Every individual member of the herd is fully aware that any disobedience brings its chastisement, and offenses of this character are rare, fOi.' the punishment is severe and sudden. He ailows no males in the herd after they have attained the age of one year. When there are signs of danger from any direc- tion, he invariably puts himself between it and the herd, guarding its interest with all the persistency of a Roman eentinel. When danger has been discovered, the mares flee from it, but the stallion stops at intervals, strikes the , I, !| III UJ O CE < I u o z a tr. < o d □: HI X UJ X I- I o a: < z o s METHOD OF CAPTURING WILD HOR8E8 178 I vr 1 I Ul O a < X o o tr < o d X UJ I UJ I I- I o < z o s ul X H hard dry earth viciously with his fore feet, whistles ter- rifically through his nostrils, as if to defy all intruders; then whirls and dashes after the fleeing band with great rapidity. When they are overtaken, he whirls around again and repeats the same performance. '* Seldom are there seen to exceed a half-dozen stallions herding together. They usually are found alone. Occa- sionally one dashes in and cuts out a mate from one of the large herds (one of the requirements to success). He is soon overtaken, punished, and the mare driven by the victor with terrific speed into the herd. "The wild horse, like that ruminant the buffalo, when man in his wantonness commenced the process of hunt- ing him regardless of the deplorable results which have obtained, was fated to annihilation, and the race is now nearly extinct. During the decade ending with 1885, many of the old buffalo-hunters turned their undivided attention to gathering wild horses, for which there was soon established a demand, constantly increasing. Their method of capturing the beautiful animals was a tedious process, yet very successful, and attended by no injury to the horses. It consisted of continually pursuing the herd, day after day, sometimes for weeks, allowing it no rest, until at last, footsore, jaded and worn out, the subdued animals could be easily driven into a corral previously prepared for them. In building the corral, the hunter takes advantage of the knowledge he has obtained of the wild horse, which is the wisest of all eqiiine creation, and builds his fence accordingly. He leaves a large open- ing into the corral, through which the horses are to pass iii.o the inclosure. Then from each end of the walls, at this opening, fences are made in a flaring manner, about a hundred yards in length, and froni the end of each wing fence a furrow is j)lowed about a half-mile in length, in the flaring manner of the fence. As all horse- hunters know, the wild horse fears to cross a freshly plowed furrow, thinking it a snare, no doubt. When the it ij 174 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURHB animals are so fatigued and footsore they can be turned in any direction desired, the hunters guide the band into the large lane between the furrows, then give a yell, and the band rushes pell-mell in the direction of the corral. If they try to avoid it, they come to the furrow and shy away, but have no time to turn about, and are pressed by shouts, shots and yells between the \vings of fencing, where there is only one possible way of escape from the fusillade; that is, in the rear. Thus they are rushed through the corral opening, and into captivity. This corral was usually made of logs, stone, or occasionally of only sod walls; and when once securely inside of the structure the lasso was brought into requisition, and the captured animals were soon hobbled. They were then herded until quite gentle, when they were driven to a railroad sl^tvtion and shipped to some Eastern market, where they were readily disposed of. "The monarch of the herd was an indispensable ad- junct in the drives before the corral was reached, for it was through his efforts and exaction of discipline that the herd were kept together, until they were so weary and footsore the hunter could easily turn them in any direction he desired. Often the stallion would become desperate and charge upon the hunters, who were compelled to flee from his awful wrath, or shoot him, to escape death. If the latter became necessary, it of course ended that drive, — for the band, having lost its controller, would imme- diately scatter in all directions, and the work, which had perhaps occupied weeks, counted for naught, while the hunter cursed his luck for a month or two. " Perhaps the most successful wild-horse hunters were those who commenced the vocation as early as 1878. The bravest and most daring of all was E. J. Bell — 'Wild- Horse Bell,' as everyone on the Plains called him. He certainly is entitled to the championship, if numbers is the criterion. He captured over one thousand of the wary animals, and almost alone. He never abandoned NEARLY CAUGHT BY CHEYENNE8 175 but one herd in all his career, and then severe illness was the cause. "James R. Fulton and John Stevens, both of them among the founders of Garden City, Kansas, were also remarkable wild-horse hunters. To Mr. Fulton belongs the credit of making the greatest single 'catch' on rec- ord. Aided by Link Fulton (a mere lad of only sixteen, and son of the famous buffalo-hunter Wm. D. Fulton) he drove in and corralled seventy-two head of the most n)ag- nificent animals ever caught on the Great Plains. It was accomplished, too, at the time the notorious 'Wild Hog,' chief of the Cheyennes, was raiding the settlements on the border with his band of renegade savages, during the fall of 1878. The cruel and bloodthirsty devils rvere con- stantly on the lookout for horse-hunters, as they were short of ponies, but Fulton by his coolness and superb strategy completely outwitted the old savage and all his hosts. " Mr. Stevens, while hunting wild horses one day, sud- denly found himself confronted by seven well-armed sav- ages. They shot his horse from under him, and wounded him twice. Finally, he put a fifty-caliber Sharps' rifle- ball so close to the old chief that the cowardly brutes hastily retreated. Then, under cover of darkness, Mr. Stevens made his way to camp, fifteen miles distant, con- sidering himself very lucky to get out of the scrape as he did. "To the wild horse I owe my preservation from a hor- rid death, as, several times when on the gandy deserts without a drop of water, dazed and bewildered from thirst and exposure, and all my efforts to find the precious fluid had failed, I seated myself on a high hill, and with a field-glass watched for a band of horses. On discovering them I was certain of relief, for all I had to do then was to follow, when they made their daily trip to quench their thirst, as they were sure to visit some lonely pool or lake during the day. ■I _. - -.-^y...-^^.-..-., ..,^», .^..^ r I lit m 176 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTUREB "During my expeditions after buffalo calves I have been able to pick up a few wild colts which I raised on cow's milk, until now I am the possessor of quite a band of these hardy animals. I have succeeded in mak-- ing them perfectly gentle, and they have done me good service, riding after their old neighbors the American bison. The colors of the wild horses are as widely diversi- fied as in the domestic stock. There is one peculiarity in relation to this subject, however, which struck me very forcibly when I first observed it: that is, each band in its primitive state on the Plains is composed of animals nearly all of the same color, or at least of its different variations. Sometimes you find a gray stallion in charge, and then the majority of the animals will be gray; in other instances the controller is black, iron-gray, clay- bank, bay, sorrel, blue (mouse-color), etc., and in these herds the colors corresponding to that of the sire would preponderate. There is a physiological reason for this, which is of course obvious to the intelligent reader, as the offspring resembles the sire in color more than that of the dam, and proves that the stallion once in charge maintains the position for many years. " Most of the wild horses are excellent trotters, but oc- casionally I came across a herd of pacers, — remarkably fast, too. "At one time while hunting on the headwaters of the Smoky Hill river in western Kansas, I saw for several weeks in succession a magnificent gray stallion which was a beautiful pacer. I frequently spurred my pony to the limit of his speed, but failed to press the animal hard enough to break his gait ; he stuck to it as persistently as a thoroughbred, I have often since regretted that I did not spend a month or two in endeavoring to capture him ; yet I am thankful that I secured as many as I did." There are other interesting animals on the Great Plains, which, although of no commercial value, are LEGEND OF THE "happy family " 177 perhaps worthy a passing notice. Of some of these, Colonel Jones, in his hnVnt of closely observing, has written in his journal, from which I now quote in this relation : " Nearly every student of the history of our mid-conti- nent region has heard of he so-called 'Happy Family.' According to the legend — for legend it is — the harmo- nious aggregate consists of prairie-dogs, owls, and the rat- tlesnake; and these are falsely supposed to make their home in the same burrow. Of the first mentioned, the term 'prairie-dog,' so far as classification is concerned, is a misnomer. It is not a dog in any sense of the term ; no more resembles a dog than a cow resembles a horse. They are not carnivorous at all, depending entirely upon roots and grass-seeds, and even eat tlie grass itself in summer-time. They belong to the order Rodentia, allied to the squirrel and such gnawers. The prairie-dog is really a species of marmot, akin to that which infests the fields of continental Europe. It is one-third larger than the American gray squirrel, but its tail is not so long and bushy; on the contrary, rather stubby and short. The prairie-dogs burrow deep in the ground ; are very grega- rious, living in great villages, which are often five to ten miles long and as many broad. These burrows connect beneath the surface, and some of them are from fifty to eighty feet deep, reaching water, — for this quaint animal must drink. It is a sure sign that water is v;'thin access* ible distance wherever a prairie-dog town is located, and those holes which lead to it are constructed in a sort of winding-stair fashion. In early days of central and west- ern Kansas I located many settlers on homesteads, and always advised them to dig for water in the ' dog-towns ' ; and I never heard any complaint of dry wells from those who acted on my suggestion. "This little rodent is a natural barometer, for from twenty-four to forty-eight hours before a shower he may — 12 178 FORTY YT^ARB OF ADVENTURES be seen busily engaged in banking up around the mouth of his burrow, to prevent the surface-water from flowing into the hole and drowning himself and family. By care- fully noting the habits of the prairie-dog I have many a time escaped a drenching, keeping near my tent until the storm was over. " The wise hunter always avoids camping close to or in a dog-town ; not that they are at all dangerous, but be- cause the rattlesnake is certain to be there in goodly numbers, as is the harmless, blinking, diminutive prairie- owl. Now it is true that they are neighbors, but their proximity is not any indication that they are congenial; far from it. The dog-hole is a very convenient resort for the owl in the glare of the day, without any effort having been expended in building a place such as his nature and haljits require. He is an ungracious bird of ill omen, repaying the kindness which he avails himself of, by de- vouring the young dogs. The rattlesnake too, finds it convenient to accept of a dwelling which presents elegant accommodations suitable for his snakeship, by merely taking possession, where he, equally as ungrateful as his feathered co-tenant, delights to fatten on young prairie- dogs. One day, while crawling up behind a clump of weeds to shoot an antelope, I came very near laying my hand on a monstrous rattler. On jumping up to shoot it I saw a prairie-dog hole near, and thrust the butt end of my gun into the hole and jumped back. The snake was soon at the hole, but could not get in, neither could I get my gun. The antelope became quite inquisitive, and came circling around until it was within good gunshot ; but it was perfectly safe, as the snake had commanded me to ' stand back ' by holding his head high above his body, darting out his forked tongue in rapid succession. I realized my position, and looked in every direction for Indians, Had there been a hundred swooping down upon me, I never have been able to record which death I would have preferred. Finally I ran to the top of a divide, and A MAMMOTH RATTLESNAKE 179 signaled my companion to bring the team over. I then took my lariat-rope and threw a noose over the head of the serpent, and end(;avored to keep it alive for museum purposes, but drew the rope too tightly around its neck and choked it to death. " By that time the antelope was gone and we ate ' slap- jacks and cofl'eo ' for another twenty-four ho a*s, before more antelope came close enough to be shot. "The rattler was so large that he had swallowed a prairie-dog, evidence of which fact was indisputable as I opened it to discover what had caused such an abnormal increase in his diameter. Of course, only rattlesnakes of the largest size could accomplish a feat of that character. This was one of the first foundations for my disbelief in the old theory of the ' happy family ' idea, which I had read of long before, having seen it in an article published in Harper's Magazine somewhere in the '50s,' and at the time accepted it as true, in my boyish credulity. Besides, another confirmatory proof of the falsity of the legend is, that I have often seen dozens of old prairie-dogs chatter- ing around their burrows, as a bird in breeding-time chat- ters when its nest is in real or apparent danger from some unwelcome visitant, and upon investigating the cause of disturbance, found a rattlesnake in the prairie-dog's bur- row, which was a complete bar to its legitimate owner's entering. " The owls, as stated, are particularly the enemy of the prairie-dog when the latter is busy rearing her young. The prairie-dogs are often obliged to ol)struct the en- trance to their burrows with dirt to keep the intruders — snakes and owls — out until the little ones are large enough to take care of themselves. To be sure, the mother has to emerge occasionally for food; but she is always mistrustful, taking the precaution to block up the mouth of the burrow with dirt before venturing far away. The snakes are just as olnioxious to the owls as to the dogs. They devour the young birds whenever found. The rat- r M I m m\ IHO FOKTV YEARO OF ADVBNTUHEB tlesnako is among the most deadly enemiPB of all crea- tureB. If ho (Mumot swaUow an animal he will bite it, and death ia the penalty in both caseH. Who wonders that the Creator doomed hiu Bnakeehip to ' crawl upon his belly ' for all eternity ? " CHAPTER XI SUCCESSFUL CALF-HUNT EXTRAVAGANT PHEPARATIONB — HERD OF MILCH COWB BENT TO THE BUFFALO RANGE — DISCOVERED COMPETITION, CAPTURING CALVEB — CALLED A HALT — COMPETITOR SUR- RENDERS, AND MAKES A SMALL FORTUNE — HORSE BITTEN BY RATTLESNAKE — SUNDAY IN CAMP — DISCOVERED THE HERD — "hurrah, BOYS, SUNDAY OR NO SUNDAYI" — ELEVEN CAPTIVES AT ONE BUN — WOLVES DEVOUR TWO — COLONEL JONEB CAPTURES THREE NEXT MORNING UNDER DIFFICULTIES — PATHETIC POEM — SHOOTING A BUFFALO COW WITHOUT A SIGHT — WONDERFUL SUCCESS IN CATCH- ING CALVES — MORE CALVES THAN COWB TO FEED THEM — LONG JOURNEY FOR RELIEF — TAKEN FOR CATTLE-THIEVES — SECURES A DOZEN COVv'S AT FABULOUS PRICES — AVARI- CIOUS IRISHMAN REGRETS HE DIDN'T ASK MORE — THIRTY- TWO CALVEB ARRIVE AT RANCH — LEE HOWARD, THE TYPICAL COWBOY — JOHN BIGGS, TYPICAL RANCHER IN the spring of 1888, Colonel Jones again organized an " outfit" for a determined pursuit after the few buf- falo calves remaining. He arranged the transpor- tation of the expedition by utilizing a four-horse wagon, loaded with i)rovisi()nB, and a dozen saddle-ponies, thoroughbreds, and bronchoes. He was fortunate in se- curing the services of Mr. John E. Biggs as a companion and assistant, who was to take charge of affairs when Colonel Jones was not present. Mr. Biggs was a typical cowboy, or rather, had been ; he was now a ranchman, (181) 11' 182 FORTY YEABB OF ADVENTURES having passed the cowboy period and settled down to the business of stock-raising, with his wife (a beautiful little school teacher, nee Miss i^lice Moore, of Ohio) to preside over his household. He was disposing of his herds rap- idly, intending to take a rest and recreation, which he declared he much needed. Upon the earnest solicitation of Colonel Jones, who at last persuaded him he could get no l)etter recreation than by a trip on the Plains, he con- sented ( though reluctantly) to accompany the Colonel whenever the expedition was made up. On the 20th of April the expedition pulled out from Garden City, Kansas, Colonel Jones's home, headed for the southwest; Mr. Biggs in charge, as the Colonel was compelled to linger behind for about a week in order to finish some important business. At the end of that pe- riod the Colonel hooked up two of the wildest bronchoes in his herd, to a single-seated buggy, and on the morning of the 26th dashed away, all alone, on the trail of Mr. Biggs. There were several settlers in that portion of southwestern Kansas through which he intended to pass, who had emigrated into the valleys that spring, and on his first night out he was entertained by one of them. The second and third nights, he camped on the prairie alone; the fourth day overtaking Mr. Biggs in the region called "No Man's Land," now a part of Oklahoma. Mr. Biggs was a careful man with stock; had all his life been accustomed to it; and on this trip, as he had twenty especially selected milch cows (upon which depended the lives of the buffalo calves) to care for, had prudently taken his time for the work assigned him by the Colonel. The latter found everything more than satisfactory, and the " outfit " traveled until camp was made early in the evening. This was on the border of Texas, in the extreme northwestern portion of that State. The cows and ponies were at once turned loose to graze, with a herder to watch them. Twice a day the cows wore milked by tlie herder and "Shorty," the cook; though all the milk excepting' COMPETITION DISCOVERED 188 Ml what the party could use — a limited amount — was necessarily thrown away, as the calves had been left at home. On the morning of the 8d of May, Colonel Jones, Mr. Biggs and one of the teamsters left camp in a light wagon, freighted with five days' provisions, and other parapher- nalia for the chase, — four ponies, saddles, etc., — fully intent on accomplishing something in the line of the busi- ness for which they had left civilization. They crossed the Aqua Frio, on the second evening arriving at the Paladura, where, at the head of this stream, about twenty miles from the South Canadian, they established their main camp. They were now very near the western boundary of Texas, and here were discovered evident signs that buffalo had been in the vicinity not many days previously. The Colo- nel and Mr. Biggs left on their ponies for a little expe- dition together, and on the third morning out fr( [MTHiHtent Colonel. Mr. O'Neal iiainod forty dollurH jipiecM) for the nuinher that was wanted, expeetiiiK, of eourne, it would he iiiHtautly n^fused. The Colonel inen^ly reiuarked that al)out half that price would he con- Bidered ; upon whieh Mr. 0'N»(al gave him emphatically to underHtand that not a cent less would l)uy theiu; in fact, he did not want to sell at all. Colonel Jones at once accepted his [jroposition, and drew his (dieck for four hun- dred and eighty dollars, for twelve cows, — all thestul)l)orn Irishman would consent to let him have. Mr. Biggs in- dorsed the check, which Mr. O'Neal knew made it good. Mr. Biggs was left to drive the cows over to the camp, assisted hy one of Mr. O'Neal's boys, while Colonel Jones hurried ahead to superintend the great work he had laid out before him. After the Colonel had departed, Mr. O'Neal chuckled, and boasted to Mr. Biggs that "he had played that man for a sucker, and he swallowed the bait readily." Mr. Biggs asked O'Neal if he knew Colonel Jones. O'Neal replied, "Yes — know him well by his being so foolish us to pay forty dollars for such cows." "Yes," answered Mr. Biggs; "bi*-. you don't know him. He is known throughout the cv.antry as ' Butlalo Jones.' He built Garden City, Kansas; has constructed a marble block which cost him a hundred thousand dol- lars, and lie can command a hundred thousand in cold cash l)y one stnjke of his pen. He is wild on the question of saving the buffalo, and would just as willingly have paid you eighty dollars apiece for the cows as forty." "Be jabers I " responded Pat, after tliis disclosure, "I wish I had struck him for a hundred dollars apace." Mr. Biggs frequently tells this story of the discomfiture of the avaricious Irishman, and enjoys it amazingly. The cows arrived at camp in excellent condition, and the hunt was continued until the last buffalo calf of the season had been secured; in all, thirty-seven. END OK THE CALF HINT 108 SO Mr. BiRgH wuH left ill ooniniand of tho "outfit" iiiid Colonel JoiHrt Htriick acroHH tho country on horHobuek, with thn>o l :ii i% 1 wo turned off to the left nnd wont into camp for the night, nnxiouH for the contest with tlie hutl'ah* next morning. " The day l)roke dark and drizzling. Nevertheless, we wore up betimes, and, breakfast out of the way, we mounted our horses and started for our covey. We routed the shaggy beasts early, and never were aninuils more surprised. They were terribly alarmed at our unexpected presence, perfectly frantic witli fear, and began to stam- pede in every direction, but they soon joined the main herd. We took everything very easy, made all the 'cut- offs' possible, thus saving the wind of our horses; while the excited buffalo sometimes made great circles to avoid us, traveling that .day at least a hundred miles, while we did not exceed three-fourths that distance. "The bulls were very poor and shaggy, soon dropping out, leaving the twelve cows, which by the third day of the chase became so gentle we could ride within two hun- dred yards of them without any difficulty. On that af- ternoon, as we were passing the mouth of a canon, five immense cows and three l)al)3' bufl'aloes winded us, and dashed out into the prairie, much to our astonishment and delight. Terrill and I were in the light wagon and Howard on horsel)ack. As soon as I grasped the situa- tion I shouted to Howard : ' Save the calves 1 Save the calves 1' and in another instant he was rushing over the prairie toward them like the shadow of a rapidly moving cloud. Nearer and nearer he appi'oached the frightened little brutes, which now, seeing they were pursued, strained every nerve to escape. Howard was swinging his lasso over his head, as is the custom, to give it the l)roper momentum, and I could almost hear it hiss, its velocity increasing as he gained on the soon-to-be cap- tives. Gracefully it shot far out in a beautiful curve, and coiled around the neck of the calf in the lead, al- though it was hugging its excited mother's shaggy shoul- ders. It was a beautiful sight to the true hunter, and was enjoyed by us far beyond any utilitarian result it 1 kI 10 led he its ip- ;e, al- Lll- nd it THE MOTHER BUFFALO'S DESPERATE CHARGE liOo might poaseas for me. Howard was on liis favoritf* horse * Charlie,' a famous racer amon^ the ciwIxiyM of tlie Ca- nadian. Besides, Howard had been perfectly trained to the work he was now engaged in, as the ranchmen always paid him extra wages to lusso their calves for brand- ing. • It was a relatively easy task to accomplish with such a rider on his back, but impossible for a 'tender- foot,' had one attempted it. " The calf, as the rope pulled it up short, tumbled in a heap. The horse, supposing it was the cow which was wanted, sped right on until he reached the end of the lasso, when the calf began to dangle like iv rubber ball at- tached to a string. At this juncture, Howard i)ulled the bridle-reins with a desperate jerk whicli instantly l)rought 'Charlie' to a standstill on his hind legs, and in a mo- ment put a noose, he had already prepared, around the calf's neck, took a couple of half-hitches about its hind legs, and then with the graceful swing of a Carmencita, he swung to his place in the saddle. " Once more firmly in his seat, his horse was under full apeed after the flying herd. A few seconds elapsed, and another calf was floundering at the end of the rope like a trout pulled from the stream by a skillful angler. "By this time the enraged mother, fairly wild with the development of her maternal instinct, had determined to attempt the rescue of her offspring. She dashed at the enemy with all the ferocity of her outraged nature; her eyes looked like balls of fire; her hair bristled all over with battle, like that of a wildcat at bay; and her tail stuck straight out like the jib-boom of a yacht. She was the very incarnation of fury and fight. I saw at a glance that she meant ' l)U8iness,' and yelled to Howard : 'Go! Your life 's in danger ! Go quick I ' He obeyed my injunc- tion just in time, for the charging brute barely missed im- paling him on her sharp horns, as the plunging horse sprang forward in response to the rolling steel of the spurs. Howard suddenly whirled in the saddle, and dis- 1 i:>I 200 FORTY YEAR8 OF ADVENTUREB c'ImrKcd liirt revolver (a Mr 44 Relnill^toIl ) at tho cow juHt UH hIio reach«'(l him. Tin* Hhot made hov Htii^Ker, and in a moment both liorne and rider were beyond immediate harm, and tho cow H()(»n sank to Mother Earth. Our Hprin^ wa^on waH liKJit, and by hiying the hiHlieH on we manng^'d to keep well np with the procession. Howard was Htill in the naddle, and pursuing the calf that had en- deavored to overtake the herd. " ' Five to one he gets tho other calf 1 ' I shouted in my excitement, as tlm little aninuil swiftly crossed a small hill. — but of course there were no takers present. Sure enough, as we drove ui) the hill which had hidden How- ard from view for a few moments, I saw he had caught and tied it, and was awaiting the arrival of the wagon to take it with the other captives to camp. These calves were captured at the head of tiie Agua Frio, in Texas. The cows we had been driving stam- peded, and we had to al)andon the pursuit, as we could not very well continue it and save our calves, which were of more importance just then than the herd just aban- doned, for ' a bird in tho hand' was worth far more than the buli'aloes on the Plains. So we started for camp, and arrived safely, with the calves intact, where they nursed tho fine Galloway cows we had brought along for that pur- pose. " I shall not at present pursue the cows we abandoned, luiless we can start as many as twenty-five, and not then until all have dropped their calves. We have seen but twenty-four altogether. Verily, the days of the buffalo are numbered. There cannot be more than one hundred left in the whole United States, outside of those in the National Park, and they will probably be destroyed by the hunters before winter sets in. "May 11. Oh, heavens! what a night has just gonel Surely Joshua has repented, and asked for rain. Dick Williams and I had camped in a ' draw ' or little gulch, a I DELUGE COMEB UNEXI'K(;TEI)LY 207 Ml lo Id >1 k a Hliort (liHtnnct' from tlu) Coldwut'T, a Htrctim tlic mont properly naiiu'd in America. Ooiiorally, tho crcctkH and rivt'i'H on tliH PlaiiiH are miHuomoi'H, ))ut tliiH one did not coniH in tlio iiHual cat<'Kory last niglit. It was cold, oh, how cold I We hiul nothing with uh hut the hugwy and a tarpaulin, and made our l)i'(l witii the hitter, in the depths of the gulch, out of the wind an much aw poswihle, which was blowing furiously, at tho rate of at leant fifty miles an hour. No cluudn had ai)peared on the horizon that afternoon or evening, to warn uh of coming rain, yet about midnight a veritable waterspout seemed to have emptied its cont(Mit9 upon our defenseless heads. In less time than it takes to record it, we were in the midst of a mighty Hood. Underneath us, where a few seconds before the ground was « dry as a powderhorn, it was now filled with water nearly waist deep, and increasing rapidly. " We quickly gathered all our traps, which were aln'ady soaked, threw them into the Imggy, and I seized the buggy-pole and shouted in the darkness to Dick, to push; and thus, blundering over the sharp stones, barefooted, we hauled the vehicle to higher ground. " We were completely drenched; there was not a single dry thread on us, and still the cold rain and sleet con- tinued to pour remorselessly down upon us. Dick, in the excitement, had lost his boots, hat, coat and vest in the roaring flood, and I the key to my 'gripsack' as I tossed my vest into the buggy. "As Swift says, 'The Lord tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.' I had a beautiful match-))ox which had been given lue the year before by a young lady whom I had saved from drowning, while she was roaming through the Rocky Mountains, and in it were the only dry things of all our l)elongings. On the inside of the sate was a place to strike the matches, and of course it had not be- come wet. So I struck one of the delicate little pieces of wood, fortunately found my key, opened my ' grip,' whfro was concealed a pint of whisky ( for snake-bites), together li' ! & i;' 208 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES i ■■ f I'i with plenty of quinine. We each swallowed a four-grain capsule of the marvelous drug, and, washing it down with a little of the corn-juice, rolled ourselves in our wet wraps, where we steamed like pigs until the morning sun, much to our relief, appeared on the now clear hori- zon. "The half-naked Dick immediately commenced a vig- orous search for his lost garments, and fortunately found them lodged in bunches of willows down the stream, half a mile away and he was as happy as a boy with his first pair of boot*. His clothes were saturated with mud, and he had the pleasure of washing them before he could put them on. "We got off in good time, notwithstanding our mis- haps. "I have delayed sendinij the pigeon on account of the storm, but it now goes. "I met one of my boys to-day, and he informs me that they caught another calf yesterday, making four in all. I fear I am too late to capture a herd of any size this sea- son. Will dispatch another pigeon in a few days. "All well. c. J. Jones." I now take up the record of the journal where I left it to relate the contents of the pigeon-letter. On that date, evidently in the evening, wheu in camp, and work had been suspended until the morrow, (.Jolonel Jones wrote as follows : " We made a drive of thirty miles to the southeast that day, and saw eleven buffalo cows, but did not attempt to disturb them, as I wished to encounter a mucii larger herd l)efore undertaking to drive any in. As I was turn- ing the team around the head of the gulch, which is about twenty miles above the headwaters of the Beaver river, two large cows with one calf accompanying them sud- denly ' winded ' mo and went scampering over the prairie in a southwest direction. I had no saddle; neither spurs EXCITING CHASE AFTER A CALF 209 nor revolver. Dick Williams, who was to keep near the wagon, riding the fast running-horse 'Cannon Ball,' was fully equipped with all the aceoutrements necessary for such an occasion,, but he was nowhere in sight. What should I do ? There was a calf worth a thousand dollars, and all that I had to do was to catch it. In an instant I was out of the wagon, off came the harness from one of the horses, and snatching a rope used to picket the team at night, I mounted the animal bareback and was away like a flash. " By the time I had finished my crude preparations for pursuing the animals, they were at least half a mile in advance. My horse, only a buggy animal, knew nothing whatever of what was expected of him ; he was as green as a tenderfoot on his initial tour of the Plains. I made him understand, however, by the application of the rope, that he was to get over the ground as fast as his legs could carry him. He became convinced of this fact in propor- tion to the vigor with which I laid on the lashes. In less than a hundred yards away, my hat went flying in the breeze, ])ut right on I flew, regardless of everything but my mission, as I pressed on to the coveted treasure. Only a short distance more to gain, and then I would be be- tween the calf and its mother. The calf seemed to realize this as well as I, and the last hundred yards were the hardest to gain in the whole race. I laid on more of the rope, came closer to the little brute, which now began to grunt like a pig waiting for swill. Suddenly the old cow stiffened her fore legs, threw her hinder parts around in the air, and, using her front legs as a pivot, reversed ends in a second. "I took in the situation at once, having been accus- tomed to such tactics liefore, and ))y a desperate effort, crowded in ahead of the calf, and bore it away to the northwest. The mother looked first at her calf and my- self, then at the other cow, fleeing in the opposite direc- — 14 I •'! i ':! i 210 FORTY YEAR8 OF ADVENTURES \ tion, when to my surprise and delight, she turned and resumed lier flight with her companion. "At the turn things had taken I breathed a sigh of re- lief, as I had no revolver with which to protect mj'self in case of emergencies, and muttered, 'All I have to do now is to catch the calf,' and paraphrasing the celebrated say- ing of Horace Greeley, 'The way to resume is to resume,' — ' the way to catch a buffalo calf is to catch it.' "Making a noose as I sped along, I gathered up the heavy rope and swung it over my head, preparatory to throwing the precious circle around the hoped-for cap- tive's neck; but my broncho was not used to having anything of the kind flying above his head — the only instrument he was accustomed to was the butt end of a whip in the hands of my hostler, who often had knockeci him down with it when he balked in harness. "You should have seen that broncho dodge and buck. He was worse scared than the game we were pursuing, and his antics gave the calf an advantage. "The calf soon broadened the distance between us of more than the length of a dozen ropes. Still, 'all I had to do was to catch the calf.' It was ' a ground-hog case,' but I was satisfied that witliout saddle, spurs, or proper lasso, I was not going to succeed, and concluded the best thing was to turn th . fleet-footed little rascal down to- wards the east, where I had last seen Dick. "I swung my rope again, but for a different purpose this time, laying it on behind me in such a vigorous man- ner that the broncho quickly appreciated what it meant, and accordingly got down to his work without any further misunderstanding between us, and I sOon had the calf turned and headed in tlie right direction. "We had already traveled fully six miles, and as we went lumbering down the grade I began to realize that I had no saddle under me. Yet this was the last chance, probably, to catch a wild buft'alo calf, so I must not grumble at any of the contingent inconveniences of the WILLIAMB TO THE RESCUE 211 occasion ; consequently I immediately rose superior to my discomforts. "While thus cogitating, I presently came in sight of •Starvation Peak,' an elevated plateau extending into the valley of the Beaver, and separated from the high plains contiguous to the river by a channel or gulch about fifty feet wide and a hundred feet deep ; its sides rocky, pre- cipitous, and its top, which juts out like a headland, in- accessible except from the valley on the north of it. What the legend is from which it derives its name, I do not know. When I neared this strange formation in the otherwise relatively smooth elevated country, I saw Dick coming to my relief. He had seen my predicament ( chasing the calf ) with his field-glass, from the farther side of the valley, but in ascending to intersect me he rode up to the peak, supposing it was the great plateau which I was on. He was not aware of its abrupt termina- tion, but pulled up in time to save himself from precipi- tation down the precipice. For a few moments he stood upon its awful edge, reminding me, as I gazed at him, of one of the bronze equestrian statues which grace the parks of the nation's capital. He seemed to me fixed there for a quarter of an hour — perhaps it was not a single minute — when he wheeled his horse, rode back to the point where he had ascended, and then disappeared from my sight, in the valley. "All this time I was dashing on, nearing opposite the spot where I had seen him pass out of my vision, when suddenly I saw him coming up the ravine as rapidly as his horse could carry him to intercept me. I halted on the instant, waiting for him to reach me, when we changed animals, I grasping his lasso as quickly as possible, and away ' Cannon Ball ' shot off with me after the much- fatigued calf. My lasso twirled in the air, as with one desperate throw I placed it around the neck of the beauti- ful heifer I had been chasing under such difficulties all the greater portion of the afternoon. We soon had it in i; ! ii \ if it' tP -LI ' \ : III ^1 212 FORTY YEARB OP ADVENTURES the buggy and rolled off for camp, which was reached safely at 2 o'clock that night. " We now have five calves running with our milch cows, all doing finely. Our special artist has taken some photo- graphs of them and the varied features of our camp-life, as well as places of interest; ))ut these I am sorry I can- not forward to you at this time. " On the morning of the 12th one of our cowboys, Gran- ville Thompson, left us on a tour to the northwest. He was to meet us at camp the second night, but failed to put in an a])pearance. We retired without him, knowing he was no ' tenderfoot,' but perfectly able to care for himself, unless disabled by some accident. The next morning, however, fearing that some misfortune might have over- taken him, all the men occupied themselves in searching for their lost comrade. He was met at noon the next day, having been without food or shelter for fifty-two hours, during which time it had hailed, rained and sleeted. He was very pale, and nearly dead; but a little whisky, hot coffee and some substantial food, prepared and adminis- tered by our noble and trustworthy chief commissary, J. W. Kennedy, soon revived him. He stated that he was subject to heart disease, and before he had gone twenty- five miles from camp the morning he left us he was seized with a severe attack of dizziness, fell from his horse, and knew nothing until late in the afternoon of tlie next day, when he recovered, finding his animal cpiietly grazing near him. He was so bewildered that he could not tell where he was, or how he came to be in such a position, and only by the sheerest accident struck our trail. I do not intend to let him take any more such chances, but keep him close in, while some of our ' tenderfeet' will venture out. "The pigeon now goes. Each of us will throw one of our old shoes after it for luck. C. J. J." LASSOING BUFFALO COWS 218 "May 16,1889. "After sending oflf my letters yesterday, I heard there were a few buffalo lingering in the vicinity of Mustang creek, so immediately broke camp to go there. "I continue) my journal in our new camp on the Mus- tang, where we arrived early this evening, and are ready to commence operations in the morning, as I have con- cluded not to any longer ignore small herds, but take what comes to my fortune. " When I left home on this expedition, I hoped to find a herd of at least twenty-five or thirty buffalo, and ' round ' them up into camji in a single drove. But, in- stead of the animals being in herds, we found they were scattered in small groups of two or three ; consequently Ave are forced to change our tactics, and I have decided to depend upon the lasso and capture each buffalo sepa- rately. To-morrow will decide permanently as to what we can accomplish." I " The morning of the 18th broke bright and warm. We mounted tliree of our strongest and fleetest horses, and started out for the hunt. On arriving where the buffalo were, we found that the herd consisted of only three cows, and as it would not paj'^ for the trouble of driving them, we decided to rope one liy way of experiment. "Lee Howard was appointed to do the lassoing, but it was to be on the fore leg only, as we all well knew that to attempt to catch a Iniffalo cow around the horns or neck would be as fruitless of results as to lasso a locomotive going at the rate of thirty miles an hour. De Cardova, the moment Howard liad succeeded in roping the fore leg, was to ' heel' her (catch a noose around the cow's hind leg), and then stretch her out so quickly she would not have time to gather herself in her surprise. " Everything now ready for the attack, I took the hob- bles, consisting of two log-chains, two I'eet long, with ex- ceedingl)'^ heavy straps at the ends, having strong buckles. i "U \m 214 FORTY YKAR8 OF ADVENTURES We cautiously maneuvered until within a hundred and fifty yards of the cows, when, at a given signal, we dug our spurs into the sides of the horses and dashed frantic- ally over a small hill which had hidden the buffalo from our view; "Never have I seen buffalo so completely surprised: they were absolutely paralyzed, standing as motionless as if glued to the earth, tremblingly gazing at the cyclone of horses and dust which was forced upon them, until we were within seventy-five yards, when they fled with that wonderful energy characteristic ot their species, each one leaving an arc of dirt in its tracks, one end beginning at their heels, the other ending in our mouths and eyes. "We still gained on them, however, handicapped as we were, though we could scarcely see ; our eyes were full of water, dirt and dust, and we could have furnished enough material to make mud-pies for a whole kindergarten. The wind, too, was blowing almost a gale from the northwest, which was another cause of hindrance to us, our bodies catching its full force, and thus acting as a brake on the speed of the horses. The buffalo had a decided advan- tage of our animals under such circumstances, as buffalo always — unlike deer, elk, and some other of the rumi- nants— run against the wund. "Fortunately, the contour of the country suddenly changed, and our game was compelled to alter itfi course, swerving more and more to the left, thus giving us the advantage. We constantly gained on the runaways, soon coming within twenty yards of them. "Howard was on his horse 'Charlie,' De Cardova, an expert roper, on ' Cannon Ball,' while I ' held the fort' on 'Kentuck.' " Our opportunity had now arrived; we all realized it without a word or sign from anyone. Howard's lasso be- gan to swing around his head ; ' Cha.rlie ' appeared to, and I really believe did, intelligently know what was demanded of him, for the moment he heard the whiz of the rope above THE CROWNING STRUGGLE 215 him he made a gallant spurt up to the cows, which were fairly plowing up the earth in their efforts to escape. "Howard unfortunately allowed 'Charlie' to crowd too close, and not being able to watch the eyes and quick mo- tions of the three cows at one time, found himself in a critical condition. One of the frightened beasts, the sec- ond cow from him, on his right, made up her mind that ' leg bail ' would not any longer serve her at this particu- lar juncture, and acting upon her decision, dashed fu- riously at the horse, but in the moment lost in changing her huge quarters half-way round, was balked in her desire to disembowel the active animal. She got in just behind 'Charlie,' and in front of De Cardova, when, seeing she would miss her original mark, she threw her head around and struck ' Charlie ' a well-directed blow with the side ' f her horn, causing him to stagger for a few steps; yet he still dashed bravely on, the rope whirling in the air all the time. "I had about made up my mind that Howard was really afraid to throw the lasso under the close circumstances in which he was placed, but was deceived; he was only wait- ing to make a sure thing of it, for in a few seconds away went the rope like a flash of lightning, \vhile my heart al- ternately fluttered between hope and fear, and I almost held my breath, waiting for the result. "No sooner did the lasso leave the skilled hands of Howard, than 'Charley' was so suddenly stopped that he fell back on his haunches as if he were shot. The rope had struck its mark. How the great shaggy monster rolled over and over, like a grizzly turning somersaults 1 But De Cordova, knowing his part in the tragedy full well, by a simple twist of his right arm placed his rope over her hind leg as he swiftly dashed by, before she could gain her equilibrium. "Now for the crowning struggle 1 Each horse under- stood his duty, just what was expected of him, and pulled back, with his head to the enemy, like a bulldog holding !t » ■ i 210 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES on to the ear of an antagonist in the pit. Howard had caught the right fore leg around the fetlock, the exact place intended, and all the efforts of the cow to get on her feet were in vain ; she was tighter than any vise could have held her. "It was now my turn to finish the last act of the drama, and I was determined not to be behind in my part. I slid off of ' Kentuck,' but took care to hold fast to the rope, one end of which was tied around his neck; and as I approached the cow, the vicious beast grow more des- perate than ever in her rage, acting as if she were a car- nivorous animal and wanted to devour me. She struck nt me with her horns until her ril)s rattled, as her head pounded \wv sides in her fruitless efforts to reach me ; then she used her loose foot, kickin<4 and striking until she was actually exhausted. I finally buckled the hobble on her loose front leg, but could not manage to get it on the hind one; so I took my lasso, threw it around the hind leg, ran the rope through the ring of the chain next to the fore leg, drew the two near together, and fastened them in that position. I then had no difficulty in adjust- ing the hobbles firmly. Now everything was ready to turn her loose. "As soon as the horses commenced to slacken the ropes, she would be^'i; to struggle. I gave the order for both of the men to detach the ropes from their saddles at the same instant, but was very careful myself to be mounted on ' Kentuck ' before giving the signal to put my order into execution. " The rojies slackened, she was on her feet in a moment, with back bowed, tail curled over her back, nose almost touching the ground, hair all bristling in her rage, eyes green as goggles, — in short, the very incarnation of fight to the death I She made all sorts of attempts to charge upon us, })ut would only tumble for her pains ; and when she tried to run, the only effect was to shake the ropes off her feet, — which was just what we desired, only the boys A HORSE -THIEF WHO WAB " MI88KD " 217 had to ride forward and pick them off the ground without dismounting. "We watched her a few moments, then bade her fare- well for a few days and returned to our camp, where we discussed the advisability of hobbling, instead of driving the remainder of the buffaloes into captivity. "I concluded to try this plan at all events, and sent •out my assistants in different directions to reconnoiter for the whereabouts of the last herd, which did not ex- ceed twenty-five in number. I gave them orders to re- turn next day, knowing that some of the party would surely find the buffalo by that ti.'.ne, as there were but four places where they could water, uud they v/ould leave their tracks where they had been to drink recently. ' ' My brother Henry was left t( . guard the home camp, and take care of the calves already caught. He was a man of varied experience, both on the Plains and in civil- ized life ; having been marshal of several large cities in Illinois, a conductor on one of tlie great trunk rail- roads, and had also served with success as a private de- tective. I had therefore no hesitation in leaving him in charge, although we knew that many horse-thieves and •cutthroats were liirking in the vicinity, and it required a man of nerve to assume the grave responsibility. I had loaned one of my teams to the sheriff of Haskell county, Kansas, who said he was pursuing a horse-thief. He re- turned in a few days with the stolen animals, but the thief Avas missing, and it was generally understood and believed that the officer had killed him and left his bones to bleach somewhere on the Staked Plains. I also learned that the ivlleged thief was merely trying to get out of the country, to prevent a money-loaner from taking his only team by virtue of a chiittel mortgage he held on them; also, that he was in possession of several hundred dollars when he left home, which should have liquidated the debt. If we had been informed of the real facts, my own team would have had ■ I ii I I'l . i:iM -Mil 21^ FORTY YEAR8 OF ADVENTURES mure llesh on Ub bones, and tho unfortunate man still be alive. "After we had gone on our search for the herd of buf- falo, at sundown of that day, three of the most desperate characters that ever infested the region rode up to camp, alighted from three most magnificent animals, and told my brother they desired to put up with him that night. He was well pubted, and spotted tho fellows at once; the leader being easily recognized by the absence of one fin- ger, which had been shot off some years before, and he WHS known by the name of 'Three-finger Jack.' My brother could do nothing but treat them as gentlemen, and permit tliem to have their own way. He prepared an excellent supper from the best articles in camp: buffalo- steals , antelope, potatoes, bread, butter, and a variety of cannftd goods. "There were two apartments to the dugout, and my brother invited them to sleep in the inner room, to which they strenuously objected, however, declaring they wanted to be near the door in case anything happened to their horse? All three carried a Winchester each, and two large revolvers, and slept with them at their sides. "Henry was compelled to occupy the imier room, but was careful to bar the door. He had recently returned from the East, and had brought with him a very fine pair of trousers, which hung upon a nail in the apartment oc- cupied by the desperadoes, la the morning the trousers were misting; but he went right ahead to get a nice breakfast, saying nothing until the men had finished. Then he said: " ' Boys, I have tried to treat you as nicely as I know how; now won't you please leave my trousers, as I cer- tainly shall need them before I can reach any place where I can procure another pair.' "In a moment everything was as quiet as the grave. At last one of the men spoke up, and said : M r ;! AWAITING THE ..AST OPPORTUNITY FOR A CALF, ON JUBAR. CAPTURE OF THE LAHT CM.V 210 "'Wh Imvt'n't got your pants. What's tho matter with you ?' "'Yf's,' answennl my brother; 'this gontloman has them on iiiulor his ovHrallH, as is phvinly seen,' "Then spoke the accused; " ' Well, what are y(»u gohig to do about it ? ' " 'I can do nothing, of course,' answered my brother; 'but I consider you no gentlenum, after being cared for as you have been, to deliberately steal my pants. " 'Then come and take them,' replied the other, as he placed liis hand on his revolver "My brother didn't want them just then, nor has he at any time since 1 "While out making calculations for the grand drive of the last herd, I saw a cow and calf coming from beyond a low ridge; I quickly dropped down on my horse, 'Jubar,' whirled him about, ran buck a few rods, and awaited the last opportunity for a buffalo calf. "The cow came moping over the divide, and failed to notice me, as my horse understood 'lis part of the pro- gram, and never moved. When within a hundred yards, the calf gave a grunt, which I recognized as an indication that it had discovered my presence. The cow whirled around, and started off at a terrific speed, and as the calf was a large one it held its place close to her shaggy side. All I had to do was to give 'Jubar' the rein, and he did the rest. Within half a mile he overtook the fleeing objects, and as I whirled the lasso in the air, the cow made an extra effort, leaving the calf a few feet behind. It was just what was needed, and I laid the golden wreath around the neck of the last buffalo calf ever captured. "And here (though I dimly realized it at the time) the curtain fell, the lights were out. The drama had been played for the last time, and the curtain will never again be rung up. lil !!! i '1 I'l 220 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES m "After establishing camp on the headwaters of the Paladura, we all went out to reconnoiter the whereabouts of the last herd. In the evening, De Cordova reported having discovered twenty cows and one bull about eight miles from camp. The next morning, after an under- standing or code of signals and orders of operation had been written out by me, the signal was given to move. Mr. Howard had command, and was to follow the herd, • to the ends of the earth,' if necessary. The company was never to lose sight of them, day or night, if it could be prevented. Should the herd escape during the night, bloodhounds were to be put on its trail until the biiffalo were overtaken ; but resort to this method must not be had if by other means it could be avoided. " Those in camp were always to keep watch from a high butte by day and by night, and like the devoted Aztecs, who keep the fire glowing for the return of Montezuma, so the watchman was to always keep a beacon-fire on the summit and watch for signals. " When the drivers of the herd were sighted, the reserve at camp was to go immediately with fresh men and horses to relieve those who had been on the drive. Never was there more systematic organization. "Everything ready, Howard with one other man started twenty-two full-grown buffaloes, — twenty-one cows and heifers, and one bull. The bull had been wounded, and on the second day became so lame that he dropped out of the herd. "A light rain fell the night before starting them, and the weather was favorable, the recent rains making it easy to track the animals, which was necessary in the morn- ings, after the shades of night had vanished. " The buffalo at first endeavored to shake off their pur- suers, especially at night, but by ten o'clock the next day they were sure to be overtaken. They invariably held a straight general course ; therefore the tracks could be easily followed, while the pursuers' horses could take a DRIVINO THE BUFFALOEB 221 Bwinging trot. When first sighted the herd would go ' all to pieces,' but by proper strategy and even movements on our part, would soon come together. "It was the fourth day before the camp was sighted. Men, team, and saddle-horses were in a deplorable condi- tion. . Only one water-hole had been found, and had it not been for the water carried in a barrel, the pursuit must have been abandoned. During the first three days' drive the herd avoided water altogether, which shows their en- durance on the desert to be equal to that of the camel, and their capacity for ranging a great distance from water to be unprecedented. *' When camp was reached, Howard, like a true veteran soldier, refused a furlough, and joined the relief for an- other trial. To be sure, it was a great relief to him to se- cure a fresh man and team, as he could sleep in the spring wagon as it wended its way over the Plains. It was agreed that Mr. Howard should remain with the herd until I should call a halt." n J h- id )e a 5 Now, as the animals had become somewhat tractable and could be turned in almost any direction. Colonel Jones, having urgent business at home, took a saddle- horse and began his wearisome journey to Garden City. It is claimed that Napoleon, after laying out his plans of battle and giving his generals minute orders of opera- tion, would invariably lie down and take a nap, until the victory was won. Not so with the Colonel. He con- cluded his business the day after reaching home, and then organized another expedition, separated twenty-five of the domesticated buffalo from the cattle on his ranch, And drove them over 200 miles to the main camp in Texas. The next morning after arriving there, he dispatched a messenger on a fresh horse, with orders to Mr. Howard to drive in the twenty-one buffalo, which he had now well un- der control. The order was promptly complied with, and the third day the two herds were introduced to each other 'si i j 222 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB I ll near the camp in a ceremonious and fitting way. Thiy all appeared to enjoy the occasion as much as if they had ))een exiles and had reunited on their native soil. The herd was then started for the Colonel's ranch at Garden City, but as soon as the wild buffalo reached the limit of their sequestered range they sniffed the air, turned " tail to," and made a straight line for their familiar haunts. All the cowboys on earth could not have turned or checked their pace ; neither would they be circled off their course, as they would have run under, the horses had they not moved aside and let them pass. Had there been any ma- terial in that region with which to build corrals and fence pastures, there would have been no trouble in saving this, the last little band of American bison on the great south- ern plains of North America. When Mr. Howard made his report, among other things he said : "We started the buffaloes, and followed them contin- ually day and night for forty-two days, changing horses about twenty times. The buffalo became very thin and footsore, and seemed so Jame they could scarcely walk, yet would not allow us to approach nearer than two hun- dred feet, when they would start off and run with as much alacrity as though nothing was the matter with them. Often we could trail them for miles by the blood left in their tracks." Colonel Jones further says : " I determined to single out, lasso and hobble them, as we had done with the cow previously (although it had died of a 'broken heart'). We finally succeeded in ac- complishing this, employing the same tactics as Ijefore. Mr. Howard was always depended upon to make the first catch ; he seldom miscalculated, and nearly always caught with the first attempt. We captured all except four, but one-half died within twenty-four hours after being hob- bled. Tliey usually took fits, stiffened themselves, then ■ RECORDED IN HISTORY 228 dropped dead, apparently preferring death to captivity. It appeared to me they had the power to abstain from breathing. "We worried along with the remainder, but they eventually died before arriving at my ranch in Kansas. We were fortunate enough to bring seven calves safely in, all of which lived, and helped to materially swell the herd." The great historian, T. C. Hornaday, Superintendent of the Taxidermical 'Department of the Smithsonian Insti- tution, in the year 1887 was commissioned by the U. S. Government to capture, alive, a lot of buffalo calves for the purpose of perpetuating the species in the National Park at Washington, D. C. He made a trip to Montana, but failed to save a single specimen ; and thus came to realize how difficult an undertaking was the captui'e of the buffalo. In his report to the second session of the Fiftieth Congress, among other things he said: "Mr. Jones's original herd of fifty -seven buffaloes con- stitutes a living testimonial of his individual enterprise, courage, endurance and skill in the chase. The majority of the individuals comprising the herd, he himself ran down, lassoed and tied with his own hands. It was the greatest feat ever accomplished. " For five consecutive years. Colonel Jones made an an- nual trip to the uninhabited and desolate ' Panhandle ' of Texas, to secure Inift'alo calves out of the small herd of one or two hundred head, which represented the last rem- nant of the vast numljer of l)uffalo that formerly roamed in the extensive region south of the Canadian, Each of these expeditions involved an expenditure of money, and an elaborate 'outfit' of men, means of transportation, camp equipage, and other paraphernalia necessary to the successful result of the perilous imdertaking. "Perhaps the most expensive and critical adjunct to the appointments was the herd of from a dozen to forty i 'i 224 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES ; fresh milk cows, which had to be taken along for the sup- port of the captured calves. Without such natural nour- ishment they would have died of starvation. "The country so often visited by Colonel Jones wa& sterile, barren, desolate, and almost devoid of water. It may well be imagined, therefore, that to enter its desert- like area was a task that the majority of men would nat- urally shrink from, attended as it was with a constant struggle against the hardships incident to such a wilder- ness. The few buffalo remaining were exceedingly wary, and difficult was the labor of finding them. The ground of the region, however, was admirably adapted for run- ning 'i^hem, consisting chiefly of level prairie, giving the horses employed by the hunter an advantage, and he ex- perienced no trouble in overtaking a herd whenever it waa sighted, or in being able to ' cut out ' and lasso the little animals he had come so far to capture. "The skill and daring displayed in the several expe- ditions by Colonel Jones and his confreres excites the wonder and admiration of the reader, and far exceeds anything that has ever before been experienced in hunt- ing wild game for the purpose of cajituring it alive. Some of the results of Colonel Joi^es's expeditions seem incredi- ble. During the month of May, 1889, he with his party not only captured seven calves, but also eleven full-grown cows, of which latter, many were lassoed while rushing in their maddened speed over the prairie, then thrown and hobbled, and all in a shorter space of time than it re- quires to tell it. Others were actually 'rounded up,' herded, and held in control until a bunch of tame buffalo was driven out to meet them, thus making it possible to get them all to the ranch. This was a remarkably bril- liant feat, and can be properly appreciated only by those who have themselves endeavored to capture the buffalo, and know by experience how difficult the task, to say nothing of the extreme danger in an undertaking of this character. t. C. Hornaday." ' ■' ' CHAPTER XIV BUFFALO ON THE WATER BOUNB FOR THE OLD WORLD — LOADING BUFFALO ON A VES- SEL— BIG SHOW WITHOUT AN AUDIENCE — ANIMALS SEA- SICK IN A STORM — CAUSE A SENSATION IN LIVERPOOL — INVITATION TO VISIT HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCE OF WALES — HE ACCEPTS A ROBE, MADE OF BUFFALO FUR, FROM COLONEL JONES. [EXTBAOTS FBOM COLOIIXI. JONKB'S J0CB2IAL, 1891.] AT McCook, Nebraska, September 28th, 1891, as the sun poured down its fiercest rays, I was busily ^ engaged in pitching a load of hay into the mow of a barn. I paused to wipe the perspiration from my face. Just then a small boy looked up at me and said, ''Is your name Jones?" "Unfortunately, it is," was my reply. I lowered my fork and he stuck an en- velope on the tines, which I raised up and opened. It was a cablegram, and read as follows : " LiVEBPOoii, England, September 28, 1891. — C. /. Jones, McCook, Nebraska: Proposition accepted. Ship at once. Letter, N. Y., cnre Ounard line. Webster." The proposition referred to was one I had made two weeks previously to A. M. Webster, manager for C. J. Leland, a wealthy English nobleman, offering to deliver at Liverpool ten full-grown buflfaloes, for a certain con- sideration. The news was joyful, as the price was a fabulous one. -15 (226) IJl 226 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES Mr. Wayne Boor vas in the mow lugging the hay back, and was nearly smothered. I called him to the window and asked him how he would like a trip to England. He looked dumbfounded, and stared at me fully a minute without speaking, and then not until I had explained more fully. I told hii«i as he had been with me five long years, had been so faithful, and needed a rest, I would give him a tour of the Old World free. "'It is more than I ever dreamed of," was his response. He could not pitch any more hay, but acted like a small boy who had never been anywhere, just before going to his first circus. The next day we took a coil of rope to the corral. I saddled "Jubar," my faithful horse, which had never failed me in time of need. Mr. Boor was mounted on a good steed, and with a cowboy, Frank Smith, we commenced the lassoing and corraling of the ten buffaloes. They were fat and rollicky, but by desperate riding and expert lassoing we soon had ropes on the ten desired, and in the corral. I then had them and a portion of the herd photo- graphed; the illustration will l)e found on another page. The animals with ropes around their necks are the ones which went abroad. On the 19th of October, 1891, I loaded five pairs of my finest full-blooded bisons on board a palace stock-car, at McCook, Nebraska, — the animals destined for Liver- pool. Accompanied by Mr. F. W. Boor, I left home to take them over the mighty deep. Everything worked admirably, and at the end of a week the car was safely run onto the White Star Steamship Company's docks in New York city. Then the question was, how to get the shaggy beasts on Ijoard that great monarch of the seas, the " Runic." Gangways without sideboards at least six feet high, were of no use. Finally, such a gangway was procured, and the buffalo taken from the car, one by one. To avoid the crowd that would naturally gather upon such an occasion, the lal^or of transferring the buffalo to the steamship was commenced about 4 o'clock in the morn- / ii fin 111 > UJ z 3 o z o a: O u. C3 z < Q. u IE Q. BOUND FOR THE OLD WORLD Art** I UJ z a: o z o a: O u. C3 z a: < Q. U o: Q. ing, whilp all was quiet and no loungers about. The glare of the electric lights on the dock set the bewildered beasts fairly wild with excitement, and one of the I)est "shows "of the season, without much of an audience, was played around and among the thousands of boxes,- cotton-bales and packages of every description, lying on the dock awaiting shipment. One monstrous Inill had apparently concluded he required more music; so he mounted a piano-box, and thrust one fo( ' 'lown through it. The keys he struck gave notice to ali \\a<. e had got- ten up to"G." The next animal cli' bee! .'ne points higher in the scale; while the last o;. tl>:^ car broke his rope and ran frantically over everj'tl.ing t^. it chanced to be in his course, for fully an hour. By hat time I had procured a lasso, thrown it over th*^ bst'-'^perous brute's neck, and he was quickly hauled up li^. j gangway to his proper place. All were on board, and everything ready for the novel voyage at high noon, the 27th, at which moment the ves- sel t teamed out into the river, and away for Sandy Hook, twenty-five miles distant. Arriving at this point, the pilot was lowered to a little skiff awaiting him, and the Runic again started for her proper element, the deep sea. The Runic was then one of the largest and fastest freight steamers crossing the Atlantic. The Runic's cargo on this trip comprised one hundred thousand bushels of wheat, hundreds of Iniles of cotton, two hundred and seventy-eight head of fine bullocks for the English market, besides a great variety of other valu- able articles. All went smoothly the first afternoon and nigiit out, but the next morning, the 28th of October, the wind Ijlew a stiff' gale from the north, which made most of the " tenderfeet " (or in this sense those unused to the sea) dreadfully sick, aft"ecting even the buff'alo in the same manner; besides, the waves had rolled over their sheds, causing them to shiver with cold. And as I climbed along the pens that morning, to examine into the condition of m I 228 FORTY YEARS OF ADVKNTtTREB my '.tiluable pets, n mighty wave dashed over the vessel, nearly Btrangling me. I finally managed to reach the an- imals and locate them ; found them all alive, but more than half their numV)er as sick as some of the passen- gers in the cabin. The great beasts would lie stupid, grate their teeth, and rest their noses on the deck. Their eyes were sunken and dim, showing the extent of their suf- fering; a really pitiable sight. The captain was very attentive and kind to the poor animals; he ordered the sailors to cover their sheds with tarpaulins, to protect them from the spray which was continually flying over them with its freezing coldness. This continued for four days, when the storm culminated in a furious gale, toss- ing the goodly ship about like a cork on a mill-pond. At times the buffalo were mid-sides in the sea, as the wa- ter occasionally rolled upon the deck. Yet they endured this better than their experience of the second day, as they had now recovered from their dreadful sickness, and were taking their food with a relish. On landing at Liverpool there were a half-dozen artists waiting to sketch the animals, and the next morning all the leading journals of London were decorated with pen- pictures of what they termed "The Buffalo King and some of his subjects." After delivering the buffaloes, Mr. Boor and I spent a week in London, ten days in Paris, three days in Glas- gow, and then returned to London, where I received many invitations to be entertained and dined with the royalty and other dign'taries, among whom was Sir AValter Gil- bey, Presidnnt of the Agricultural and Fat Stock Associa- tion of the British Isles. Through him I received an invitation from the Prince of Wales to visit his Royal Highness on the following Thursday. Sir Walter was to accompany me, but as I had already purchased my steamer-ticket for New York, and as urgent business was awaiting me there, I folded up two beautiful rugs, woven from the fur of the buffalo, and sent one each to Sir Wal- li:) < )l ih 1 ■ accept a pres- ent from anyone outside the royal family. A few weeks after reaching honu^, however, I received the following letters : [Letter from Sir W»lter Ollbey.] Klbenpam IIaix, EflSEX, Irtt Jiimiiiry, 1892. C. J. .ToNKS, Esq. — Mi/ Dior Sir: I have heard from .Sir DiKhton Probyn that the Prince of Wales accepts, with pleasure, the beau- tiful buffalo robe which you left in my charge, to offer to his Uoyal Higlmess. You will, I have no doubt, in due course receive a proper acknowledgment of the same. The elegant robe which you so kindly presented to me has proved most useful. After tliree severe attacivs of intluenza, cold weather affects me, and the warmth of your kind present, during the past month, has added greatly to my comfort. Accept my sincere wish- that you may have liealth and happi- ness this New Year. Yours very truly, (Signed) Walter Gii.bry. [Letter from his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales.] SANDRIXOnAM, Norfolk, 30th Dec. '01. My Dear SiRt I am directed by the Prince of Wales to thank you for your letter of the 8th instant, forwarded through Sir Wal- ter Gllbey, and for the handsome rug which you sent for his Royal Highness's acceptance, and which the Prince accepts with much pleasure. The Prince has always taken the greatest interest in the Amer- ican buffalo, and agrees with you in regretting the wantonness of the slayers of such a noble race. His Royal Highness wislies you every success in the efforts you are making to reproduce this almost extinct race of animals. 1 am also desired to thank you for the photogi-aph which you have sent to his Royal Highness. I remain, my dear sir, Truly yours, ( Signed ) D. M. Probyv, General Comptroller urul Treasurer, CHAPTER XV LAST OF THE BUFFALO LIKE PEOPLE, THEY BELONG TO MANY DISTINCT FAMILIES — THEY ORGANIZE LIKE AN ARMY — HOW THE HERD WAS LOCATED BUFFALO STAMPEDE EQUALED A CYCLONE THE CAUSE AND RESULTS — A MOST GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION, BY ONE WHO KNOWS ONLY METHOD OP ESCAPE CAN- ADA'S LAST HERD CAPTURED BY COLONEL JONES — ATTEN- TION TURNED TO CAPTURING MOOSE — SUCCESSFUL HUNT IN MANITOBA. CATALO — PROGRESS IN CROSS-BREEDING — DESCRIPTION AND HABITS OF THE NEW RACE OF CATTLE — THRIVE WITHOUT ARTIFICIAL FOOD OR SHELTER — HARDY AND FERTILE — ROBES As' HANDSOME AS BEAVER-SKINS. Ifr A GREAT herd of buffalo on the Plains in the early days, when one could approach near enough with- out disturbing it, to quietly watch its organiza- tion and the discipline which its leaders appeared to exact, was one of the most interesting ol)jects ever wit- nessed. One of the striking features of the spectacle was the apparently uniform manner in which the immense mass of shaggy animals moved. There was a constancy of action indicating a degree of intelligence to be found only in the most brainy of the brute creation. In the event of a "stampede," every animal of the separate yet consolidated herds rushed twvay together, as if they had turned mad at once ; for the buffalo, like the Texas steer or wild horse, stampeded on the slightest provocation — frequently without any assignable cause. ( '230 ) ORGANIZED LIKE AN ARMY 281 Like an army, a herd of buffalo always put out its vedettes to give warning in case anything beyond the ordi- nary happened. The sentinels were always to be seen in groups of four, five, or ten, sometimes even twenty miles distant from the main body. They were invariably old bulls that had been whipped out. When they were ap- prised that something was approaching that the herd should get away from, they ran directly to the center of the great mass of their peacefully grazing congeners. ( A good hunter always knew where the main herd was by the direction in which the guards ran.) Meanwhile, the young bulls, also on duty as sentinels on the edge of the main herd, watching the vedettes, the moment Ihe lat- ter moved on a lope for tlie center, raised their heads, and in the peculiar manner of their species gazed all around and sniffed the air as if they could smell the source of impending danger. Should there be something which their instinct told them to guard against, the leader took his position in the rear to guard danger's point, the cows surged in the opposite direction and the calves crowded to the center, while the rest of the males gathered on the flanks, indicating a gallantry to the fair sex which might lie emulated at times by the genus homo. The reader will find the following extracts from Colo- nel Jones's journal of intense interest. Here is his graphic description of a " stampede " : ''During the third of a lifetime spent on the Great Plains of the interior of the continent, I have witnessed many stampedes of buffalo, wild horses, and Texas cattle. Twenty-five years ago a stampede of buffalo (which then roamed in vast herds, numbering millions) was an every- day affair ; now, such an occurrence is impossible. What caused the huge, shaggy monsters, accustomed to the tor- nado, the vivid lightning, the terrible hail that frequently aecomi)anies the sudden, short otorms of the prairies, the wolves, and the thousand-and-one strange phenomena of nature, to stampede at apparently nothing, is one of those llff m J; i % I4 I 282 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES problems that will admit of no solution. Sometimes it was a flash of lightning from a dark cloud; again, a cry of a starved wolf; the appearance on the horizon of a sin- gle figure; a meteor; or perhaps something as insignifi- cant as the barking of a prairie-dog, sitting on the edge of its burrow. If a single animal snorted and started to run, if only a rod, all others near it would start in an opposite direction from it, and thus others were frightened until all were a surging mass. A herd once started, I have seen the whole prairie for miles absolutely black with the fleeing beasts. There was nothing so indescribably grand, yet so awful in its results ; the earth, shaken ])y the heavy tramp of their hoofs upon the hard ground, fairly reverberated as they passed a given point. Woe to him, her, them or it that stood in the way of the mighty throng of infuriated, maddened animals I Nothing but annihilation, absolute and complete, their portion. "A bulTalo stampede, indeed! How few there are to- day who have ever passed through this thrilling experi- ence; this moment when the heart fluttered at the roots of the tongue; when the pursuer, revolver or gun in hand, the spurs rolling on the sides of his frightened steed, en- deavored to force him nearer to the most horrid of all beasts to the eye of a horse. Still on and on, like a cyclone in its fury went the great mass, the living cata- ract, plunging up as well as down rjie hills and over the plains, tearing and cutting every vestige of vegetation ; and woe unto any and all living creatures that chanced to be in its pathway I "Often have I heard the heavy rumble as if a terrific peal of thunder were reverberating in the distance. I could see a great cloud without water. I could feel my blood run cold and my hair stand on end, as I knew that the sound was not thunder, but the roar of the beating hoofs of a living avalanche. I knew the cloud which was approaching nearer and nearer was not rain, but dust and dirt thrown high in the air by the nimble feet of the A BUFFALO STAMPEDE 283 countless host of buffalo. To flee from their wrath would have been the height of folly. All that could be done was, if possible, to find a high bank which they could not ascend, and station myself on the highest cliff and rest content until the herd had passed by. If no such retreat was near, then I must rely on my trusty rifle, which was always with me, both day and night. To be sure, I did not depend on shooting them to lessen their number, but to divide the herd and turn their course. This was done by elevating the weapon over the herd just enough to miss their great humps that rolled on toward me like millions of iron hoops, bounding in the air at every little obstacle encountered. Then, when they were within fifty yards, the trigger was touched and the ball whistled furiously over their heads. The buffalo, with one great impulse of dodging the missile, swerved to the right or to the left, owing to which side of them the bullet had passed. Then a great rent or split would open out, and the moving mass would pass by on either side. With wonderful instinct, those coming up in the rear would follov^ the footprints ( f their leaders, and the great rent in the herd would re- main open for hours at a time, for a quarter of a mile both in front and behind, when they would gradually come together in the rear of where I stood, and thunder along in their mad career. It is true that one animal alone could not have made any impression on the great phalanx; but there is unity in strength, and both were absolutely required in such time of peril. "Such sights and sensations cannot be satisfactorily pictured to the millions of people now living and those unborn. I regret exceedingly that the kodak was not a more ancient contrivance, so that a true representation could have been taken from life and handed down to those who will now only be permitted to read pen-pictures of the days whioh will never more return." H 284 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES : ■>'!' i- As soon as the stampede ended, the single herd was broken up into many smaller ones that traveled rela- tively close together, 1)ut led by an independent guide. Perhaps only a few rods marked the dividing-line be- tween them, but it was always unmistakably plain, and each moved synchronously in the direction in which all were going. This distinction of groups unquestionably represented different families of the buffalo race. Colonel Jones posi- tively asserts that there is no doubt of this fact. H^' says : "Each small group is of the same strain of blood. There is no animal in the world more clannish than tlie buffalo. The male calf follows the mother until two years old, when he is driven out of the herd, and th" parental tie is then entirely broken. The female calf fares better, as she is permitted to stay witli her mother's family for life, unless by some accident she ))ecomes separated from the group. " The resemblance of each individual of a family is -^ ery striking, while the difference between famili< ;; it as ap- parent to the practiced eye as is the Caucasian xrom the Mongolian race of peoplf'. " These groups are as quii^kiy >«t'parated from the great herd after a stamr-f^rle, as if a ctuttpany of soldiers from its regiment at the close of dress i)arade.' The several animals know each other by scent and sound; they grunt similarly to a hog, but in a much stronger tone, and are quickly recognized by every member of the family. When separated by a stampede or other cause, they never rest until they are all together again. " A pathetic sight was sometimes witnessed when the mother of one of these families was killed at the first shot. They were so devoted to her they would linger, and wait until the last one could be easily slain. Often have I so crippled a calf that it was impossible for it to follow II f! t\ I'l 1! 'I 1 Im f^'t I I REPRESENTING THE AGES OF BUFFALO. METHOD OF SKINNING BUFFALO. INTELLIGENCE OF BUFFALO 2m the herd, and its pitiful bleating would hold the family until I could kill uU desired. Should the calf be wounded in the fore or hind parts, the old cows would actually support the parts so crippled, and it would walk away on the normal parts by such aid. Sometimes when I now lasso a calf of those in domestication, and attempt to lead it aw^ay, the mother will quickly place herself in front of her baby and thrust a horn under and often through tlie loop of the rope, and hold the horse and rider perfectly solid ; while if the rope is slackened, she in some instances will free the calf entirely. Such intelligence appears almost human. Often while hunting these ani- mals as a business, I fully realized the cruelty of slaying the poor creatures. Many times did I 'swear otf,' and fully determine I would break my gun over a wagon- wheel when I arrived at camp ; yet always hesitated to do so after several hours had elapsed. The next nu)rning I would hear the guns of other hunters booming in all directions, and would make up my mind that even if I did not kill any more, the buffalo would soon all be slain just the same. Again 1 would shoulder my rille, to re- peat the previous day's experience. I am positive it was the wickedness committed in killing so nuxn)'^, that im- pelled me to take measures for peri)etuating the race which I had helped to ahnost destroy. " The mastershi]) of a herd was attained only by hard, fearful struggles for the pluce. Once reached, however, the victor was immediately recognized, and kept his authority until some new aspirant overcame him, or he became superannuated and was driven out of the herd to meet his inevitable fate — a prey to those ghouls of the desert, the gray wolves. "The natural life of the buffalo is much longer than is that of domestic cattle. I frequently saw animals so old their horns had decayed and dropped olf, which indicatetl that they live to a patriarchal age. 1 saw a butfalo cow > ! 286 FORTY YEAIIS OF ADVENTURES in the zoological gnrden in Paris which was thirty-one years old, and am sure I have seen wild ones from ten to fifteen years older." From the Chicago TimcM, dated at the time when Colo- nel Jones purchased the famous "Stony Mountain" herd of bison, which made siu*h a stir, I extract some facts connected with tlie shipment of the animals and their stampede, which is germane to this chapter: " La Tauche Norhert, of Regiiui, tiie government seat for the northwf'st territories of Canada, is in the city, cii route to the eastern provinces. Last evening he enter- tained the hmngers in a corridor of the Palmer House rotunda with stories of that northern region; hut what held his listeners l)est was his account of a shii)ment of buffalo from Stony Mountain, Manitoba, to Garden City, Kansas. He said: A few months ago, C. J. Jones, a prominent ranchnum of Kansas, paid a visit to Major Sam Bedson, warden of tiie penitentiary, to whom h<* made an offer of cash for, the maiitiificeni herd of buffalo l)elonging to him. The })rice oti'ered, twenty tiiousand dollars, was not fancy enough for the gentleman who •ivorked the corner on the last remnant of an almost ex- tinct animal. More money was demanded, and for a few weeks negotiations for a transfer stood still. Meaiitime. Major Bedson notified the Dominion Oovernment that such an otfer had been nuide, an«l ask<'d what inducement would be nuvde to prevent the herd's removal to the United State**, "It is understood tb.at the Dominion Government made a l)id, but the recent transfer shows Colonel Jones on top, at a cost of about twenty-tive thousand dollars. A week ago Saturday the first consignment from the famous herd was loaded at Winnipeg, on the cars of the St. Paul, Minnimpolis & Manitoba Railroad, and they are now ca route lo the Kansas ranch, LOADING THE MANITOBA HERD 287 "Among thoHP who witiicMHwl the h)a(l'mK dI' the aiii- nmls wcrt' scvfnil ' ohl-tiiiuTs ' in Ww Noi'tliwcKt, wlio ton yt'iirsi ago tlioiiglit nolliiii^ nf a Higlitot" great lierdH of l)iif- i'alo ill a stampede acrosH the country, and tliere was a feeling of sa(hiesH at parting with tiie whaggy monHterw; and well there might he, for specimens on the far North- weslern |)lains are now as scarce as hen's molars. "The distance from Stony Mountain to Winnipeg is ahout twelve miles, and when thirty-three of the ninety- five had been separated for shipment, they were driven across the oi)en prairie to the Winnipi^g stock-yards. Three or four naughty old hulls, when half-way on their journey, snilfed the air, saw trouble, antl witli a sudden ' right al)out' threw down their heads, and witli their tails high in the air took the crow-line for their old quarters. Horsemen armed with heavy cowboy whips and steel ])rongs chargerth side of the road, and how to get the bulVnlo into such a tra[> was apparently beyond human skill; ))ut Jones is the most wonderful schemer ever seen in the Queen's domain, beyond questior,. He had a hasty fence built from the north t-ide of the gate on the west side of the yards, in a circular fashion, and made it fast to the east end of a car, then ordered the coupling- pin ])ulled and the east end of the train moved tt) the east one car-length. As soon as th^- butfalo saw daylight be- tween th'e ears, they made a furious dash for their old home to the north. Jones was well mounted, and pushed those in the rear up into the herd. Every buffalo leaped 288 FORTY YEAHB OF ADVENTURES dear over thn truck, and the circling fence guided thorn through th(* gr»'iit gate into the Htockyurdw. Jones then jumped from liin mount upon the gate and gave himself a mighty punh from the fence, and swung in front of the whole herd, which had reached the limits of the pen, real- ized the trap, and were retreating, — but too late. The mighty gate had closed, and Jones was standing trium- phant iipon it, as culm and composed as if nothing unu- sual had occurred, while crowds of people enjoyed this greatest victory our i)eople ever witnessed. " Then the buffalo b(>gan a stampede inside, and trouble commenced in dead earnest, which was as exciting to the spectators as a duel in the dark with knives, between a couple of Southern editors. When the buffalo realized they had been caged, they began a fight among them- selves, and some fierce encounters were waged between the old fellows. Tlipy tossed the younger ones skyward on their horns, and gored them as they came down. A dog that liad been used to the n >\v maddened brutes got in among them, and in less time than it takes to tell it the unfortunate canine was reduced to a grease-spot and flying particles of hair. The fight lasted for nearly an hour; so the idea of getting the buffalo to march on the gangway was about abandoned, and would have been but for the action at this juncture of an infuriated bull who took it into his head to inaugurate a stampede. The old fellow had been making trouble all day, and ' wadod in ' to eclipse all his previous efforts. Gathering all his strength, he got behind the rest of the herd; then Jones prodded him furiously. It was then ho commenced to make it unpleasant for his companions, bellowing at them, and driving his monstrous horns into their flank-A. In this way, from pure devilment, buffalo have from time immemorial worked up a grand stampede. In this in- stance the herd were compelled to forge ahead, antl, hav- ing no other plank to travel, had to march into the car, the ' limbo ' prepared for them. But when the old brute STARTTNO ON A MOOHR-IirNT 1>80 wlio had ciuiHcd till the ruiii|)iiH tirrivcd nt the oar-dour and Haw wIkmv \\\h skill at HtaMi|u>diii^ had landed him, li)> tuHsed lip IiIh head in Ium oharacitiMMKt i(! way, and with a look of dirtt^UHt whct'lcd an»uiid, ch'art'd sevt-nil ft'nccM troin Hcvcn to ten left iiii^li, antl was soon ohmtTVfd as a Hinall Hpfck only, far down tin- prairie, while all attempts to turn him haek were like eiideavctring to make the Mis- Hinnippi river run up-hill. "When the Imltald had made good his esciipe, Mr. Jones closed the iron car-doors with a clang, and the world's first car-load of ImlValo was soon speeding on its journey to their far-away home in sunny Kansas, and Canada lost one of her greatest opportunities, which will be regretted by all true subjects of her Majesty's do- main." On one of his trips in Canada, Colonel Jones heard of some moose whose habitat was about forty miles out of Emerson, in the Dominion. True to his innate love of hunting and preserving large game, he at once deter- mined to secure some of these animals, none of which he had ever seen alive. His first and the principal idea which controlled him was, if possible, to get one or two young ones, and add them to the stock of wild ruminants on his ranch at Garden City. He started on the chase ( or rather, hunt) in his usual methodical way, for, as i)reviously observed, he is a very practical man, and never does a thing without giving the subject his serious thought. Then if he di'termines a thing can be accomplished, he never lags until it is con- summated. The stoVy of his success in this instance cannot better be told than in his own description of the expedition : "My original intention was to penetrate the northern regions, as far as Alaska if necess;iry, in search of young moose, elk, and such other herbivorous wild animals as could be found. While waiting at Emerson for a train, IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) ^O ^ .^%.. 1.0 I.I lU 14,0 12.5 2.2 12.0 18 1.25 i.4 11.6 •• 6" ► Photographic Sciences Corporation 33 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 240 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES I entered into conversation with a half-breed Indian about wikl animals, and much to my delight and sur- prise, was informed that he knew where there were two old moose of prodigious size, and several young ones. I at once investigated the responsibility of the savage, as, from a long experience with them on the Western Plains and in the Rocky Mountains, I was familiar with their love of boasting and occasional carelessness of the truth. * I was rejoiced when njy landlord assiared me that the Indian was responsible and perfectly reliable. Upon this, I immediately sought a team to convey us to the coveted 8})ot where the moose wer 3 said to frequent. I found a liveryman who informed rae he had a team that could 'get there.' By the way, I learned very soon that this stabl3-keeper was the once celebrated hurdle-rider of Cole's circus, and I was not long in making terms with him for the team. "My landlord (himself an old hunter) was to accom- pany me on the proposed trip, and in less than an hour after hearing of the mot)se we were all three in a com- fortable spring-wagon, bowling over the prairie at the rate of a mile in eight minutes, headed for the tamarack swamp where the moose were known to be. Our guide first took us to where some Indians were camped, digging snakeroot. We were to get one or more of the Inicks to go with us. They were only too glad of the opportunity; but I had to hire the whole ' outfit.' Their astonishment was great when they learned a party was going for moose without guns, and when the guide explained my method of getting big game, a lonely old buck stretched himself back and exclaimed with a sneer, ' Squaws 1 ' This to me was a decided insult, and if I could have spoken his hor- rid language, would have let him know that I had killed more big game in my life than his whole tribe. Perhaps it was as well that we could not converse together, or we might have had a regular cowboy ' round-up ' before I had accomplished my mission. , A COLD NIGHT IN JUNE 241 "Wo were now ready to turn in for the night. The sun had long Hiiice dit?api)eared. I took out my watch, and to my surprise discovered it was ten minutes after ten, although the twilight still lingered in the little val- ley. The red-margined clouds in the northwestern sky looked as if the sun had only just passed below the ho- rizon. At first I supposed my watch had been gaining time. Then I remembered I was nearer the northern re- gions, where often is seen the ' midniglit sun.' We spread our blankets and rolled in for the niglit. I never sutt'ered so much from cold, even in January. " The sky soon became quite clear, and in the morning (June 26th) the ground was covered with frost. I routed the Indians out at break of day, which came about half- past two o'clock, and we i)artook of a lunch, with a cup of strong coffee to wash it down. " Our early meal disposed of, we started for a grove of poplars aljout a mile distant from camp, where it was re- ported the moose had last been seen. Arriving at the grove, two of us renuiined outside the clump of timber to watch if any thing ran out, while six Indians and the guide went into it to search for the moose. They had been gone, it seemed to me, long enough to have traveled over the whole area, with an hour to spare, when suddenly I heard a tremendous rattling and snapping of sticks and brush. At the same instant I saw, above a quaking-ash, a huge head, which I immediately made up my mind was nothing less than a grizzly bear. There I was, without even a revolver, and the worst of all wild animals coming directly toward me. What could I do but stand and ' face the music ' ? By the time I grasped the dreadful situation, if my conjectures were true, I saw very plainly that what confronted me was not a bear, but an immense female moose I Her long legs looked to me like fence- posts. She passed only a few yards away, making a 'bee line ' for a tamarack grove, half a mile distant. " Now for the fun 1 A sharp watch was kept up, hoping — 18 242 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES to see a calf following; but no calf appeared. In a few moments I saw the head of our guide emerge from the brush, and to my unbounded delight he held in his arms something that looked like a young colt. Great heavens 1 What is it? A moose, indeed? Who ever dreamed of such a looking creature ? Legs like handspikes four feet long; head almost like a bear, with a neck only six inches in length ; body like a young calf, except it had a well- defined hump on its shoulder. When standing it was as large as a young Norman colt; really stood higher, though its body was not quite as heavy. It was the greatest curiosity I had ever seen, and I felt very proud of its acquisition to my collection of wild beasts, — par- ticularly so because the moose is, like the bufiPalo, nearly extinct. It is now a magnificent animal, as large as an average carriage-horse. "The guide had routed two calves: one escaped in the underbrush, while the one he captured endeavored to as- cend a steep bank and fell back into the arms of the guide. W^e spent the day looking for the missing animal, but to no purpose. "When I shipped the buffalo from Canada, I took the moose to my ranch at Garden City, and as my time was occupied looking after the buflfalo, I finally sold it to the owners of a park at Hutchinson, Kansas, where it ap- peared to thrive in that sunny clime. When the Mani- toba herd was added to the buffalo I had before captured, they numbered one hundred and thirty-five, a jjortion of which I took to Salt Lake City, where 1 disposed of them. Those at Garden City I experimented with for several years. "I turned my attention to carrying out my original idea of producing a race of animals, by engrafting the buffalo upon our domestic cattle. "As to the new variety of animals so produced, I should not close without saying something in particular as to this discovery. ew he ins si of et ee 1- le d y I ii m ■(■^Sf^'\<«-yVy,' CATALO COW, THREE-QUARTERS BUFFALO. DKSCiai'TION AM) HABITH OK CATAU) 248 " I liavo been very diligent during the ])iist five years in endeavoring to produce a raee of eattle e([ual in hardiness to tlie l)utValo, with rol)e8 inueh finer, and posnessing all tlie advantages of the hest Itred cattle. To say ihat I have succeeded, witiiout furnishing the proof, would merely cause derision; so I have photographed a nunil)er of these wonderful animals, which will give a slight idea of wliat lias l)e(>n accomplished. Tlie reader may havt> further aiul ocular demonstration by seeing for himself. "To these cross-l)reeds 1 have given the name, ' Cat- alo,' from the first syllable of cattle and the last three hitters of buffah) (cat-alo) ; thus forming a suggestive no- menclature for tlie new animals. iifi m if CATALO COW. Seven years old. Weight, 1620 pounds. "Catalo are produced by crossing the mal(> I)uffalowith the domestic cow. Yet the best and surest method is the reverse of this. Only the first cross is difhcult to secure; after that, they are unlike th(> mule, for they are as fer- m ! I I 244 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES tile as either the cattle or buffalo. They breed readily with either strain of the parent race — the females espe- cially. It is very difficult to secure a male catalo. I have never been able to raise but one half-breed bull, and he was accidentally killed before becoming serviceable. "The half-breeds are much larger than their progeni- tors of either side; the cows weighing from twelve to fifteen hundred pounds. Major Bedson, of Manitoba, succeeded in raising a male half-breed, but unfortu- nately made a steer of him when young. At five years old he was butchered, and dressed twelve hundred and eighty pounds — equivalent to a live weight of twenty- four hundred and eighty pounds. " The quarter and three-quarter buffalo are not so large as the half-blood ; they are about the same size as ordi- nary good cattle. The seven-eighths and fifteen-sixteenths buffalo are of the size of buffalo, and resemble them in shape and color. The fur of the three-quarter and seven- eighths buffalo makes the finest robes. This fur is per- fectly compact, and when bred from the black strain of cattle, is as handsome as that of the black beaver. Some of the half-bloods are excellent milkers, yielding a fair quantity of milk, which is as rich as that of the Jersey. The nearer they approach the full-blood buffalo, the less quantity is produced; but the milk is correspondingly richer, as the milk of the full-blooded buffalo cow is richer than the Jersey's. "The catalo are quiet animals, so long as you keep hands off. They are good feeders, have excellent appe- tites, and are invariably in excellent flesh, though fed on any kind of provender. I have successfully wintered them on the 'range,' witiiuul any artificial food or shel- ter, as far north as Lake Winnipeg. They withstood the cold when the mercury reached fifty degrees below zero, without artificial food or shelter. "I have succeeded in crossing with almost all the dif- ferent breeds of cattle, but the Galloway is unquestion- o -I < 3 CD < I IT UJ LiJ I < I- < O TUAITH OF THE CATALO 245 o -i < < I en a. LU u. UJ I < I- < o ably the safest, most satisfactory, an'.l produces the finest and best ro))e8. "Thecatah) inherit more of the traits of the Imffalo than of the domestic cattle. They face the blizzards, and when the first of the unwelcome storms appears in early winter, the domestic cow and her calf bid adieu to each other, — the cow drifting with the storm, while the calf faces the blizzard and remains with the butfalo herd. "There is one peculiar thing about the catalo: they all have 'solid' colors; /. c they are either black, seal brown, brindle, or white. I never saw or heard of a spotted catalo. "They are somewhat inclined to be cross, and when the cows have young calves a' their sides are exceptionally so. "After all my experiments in cross-breeding, I feel con- fident it can be made successful, if the right class of cows is secured and they receive the proper treatment, with- out which none can hope for success. I did not only make a failure, but two or three of them ; yet by persist- ent efforts, succeeded in a remarkable degree in produc- ing the very kind of animal my imagination dwelt upon while in western Texas in 1886." Ti la 1 11 CHAPTER XVI DOMESTICATED BUFFALO HABITS OF DOMESTICATED BUFFALO, COMPARED WITH WILD — rnoPAGATION — TAKES NERVE TO CONQUER THEM — CORHALH OF WIRE; FENCE-RAILS NOT EFFECTIVE — BUF- FALO KILLS HIS CAPTOR — " JOHN L. SULLIVAN," WHICH NEVER MET A " CORBETT " — BREAKING BUFFALO TO HAR- NESS— NO boy's play — COMPELLED TO HOLD THE LINES WITH A WINDLASS — CONGRESS HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR EXTINCTION OF BUFFALO — COLONEL JONES's OFFER TO CORRAL A HERD — GOVERNMENT PROPERLY WARNED OF THE DANGER, BUT IGNORED IT — THE NUMBER THAT EX- ISTED AT DIFFERENT PERIODS — UNWRITTEN CODES OF HUNTERS — WHY THE TRAILS ARE CROOKED — HOW COLO- NEL JONES KILLED A WHOLE HERD. UNDER domestication the buflFalo loses but few of its normal characteristics. The greatest change appears to be in a diminution of its power of scent, which serves it so admirably in its wild state, and in an increase of the power of vision. In their natural condition the eye is rarely depended upon to lo- cate the whereabouts of an enemy, while their sense of smell is so wonderfully developed that neither animal nor man can pass them on the windward side within two miles without being immediately discovered; indeed, often a herd has been stampeded by the scent from a single hunter even four miles away. Under domestication much of this keen instinct ap- (246) [LD JF- CH R- ES )B ro )F c- iF )- :: i ! • 1 1 f' 3 'KS mmM ;4 'Ij^' :';ail C3 z K U> < CO ul oe >- < Q O buffalo's nature changed by environment 247 o z s a. < 1- CO Ul < a a pears to be eliminated from their nature; this in con- sequence of a change in their onvironn.ent, which, as scientists have proved, completely metamorphoses the character of man, after even only one or two generations; and this applies equally to the brute c 'eation, so far as observation extends. Now, by the radical chanj^e in their surroundings, the buffalo absolutely fail to recognize any- thing by scent, depending entirely on sight or sound — a complete reversion in this particular from their normal state of freedom. Colonel Jones affirms that "under certain conditions they sometimes, in their domesticated environment, scent water, especially when ravenously thirsty and when but a short distance away, while in their wild state I have known them to scent it when it was miles distant." He says further: "While wild, it is an impossibility to turn a herd from its general course; under domestication, however, the buffalo yields as readily to the cowboy's will in this particular as do our native cattle. Yet they will never allow themselves to be driven into a close corral, barn, or any other inclosure without a domestic cow in the lead, or they are ' tolled ' in by some seductive food or salt. A corral made of wire only has no terrors for them, as in such an enclosure they are able to see in all directions. They are strong feeders, taking kindly to corn and all other grain, as well as to lOot crops; their appetites never failing until their capacity has reached its limit. "They propagate as readily as do the domestic cattle, when they have large inclosures and are not disturbed too much. In close confinement they are not at all pro- lific. When they do breed under such circumstances, the offspring is almost invariably a male ; consequently the race would shortly become extinct, unless great care were exercised, as nature revolts at such an innovation. "When I first seriously talked of domesticating the buffalo, I was severely ridiculed by people who had had 248 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB Bome acquaintance with the few which had been tamed. They were loud in their protestations ; declared it was an impossibility ; success could never follow the experiment, as no fence except a high stone wall would hold them ; there had been boards innumerable smashed, and the old- fashioned rail fence scattered in all directions by the vicious animals, which delight in balancing the rails on their horns, and then tossing them high in the air, run- ning from under and kicking up their heels at every jump. That after their escape from confinement they would raid the neighboring farms, doing immense damage, until finally some enraged individual would shoot them to rid himself of the trouble they caused. " I tried many styles of fence when first engaging in the undertaking, and of course experienced many of the difficulties pointed out; but when I stretched five or six barbed wires to fair-sized posts a rod apart, .vith a stay between, I had no further difficulty in restraining them. I kept from fifty to a hundred buffaloes on a secaon of land (six hundred and forty acres) for more thar. a year at a time without a single one going through the wires. Even one acre fenced as above will prevent a hundred buffaloes from escaping, as effectually as couH be desired. "The cows are very cautious when an attempt is made to corral them, particularly if they have calves by their side, as they seem to fear their little ones will be trapped. The cows always mitigle with the males until the calves are about five months old — from May Ist to October; after that time they separate, the calves, yearlings and two-year-olds remaining with the cows, while the males over two years old isolate themselves. The reaso:^ for this is easily explained ; there is a moti^ i in it. The males are very important factors in defending the calves from the wolves, which were the greatest enemy the buf- falo in their wild state had to contend with . The sepa- ration does not occur until the calves are stro^^g enough to take care of themselves. The bulls are very rough with SUBDUED WITH DIFFICULTY 249 their horns, and the cows keep beyond their reach, espe- cially while carrying their young. The calves are all dropped in April or May. " The buffalo very naturally dislike a horse, and during the summer months it is a difficult task to drive the bulls with that animal, as they seem to take a special delight in showing how they can run him over the prairie at their own sweet will , often when the rider is doing all he can to prevent it. He may use his whip vigorously, and even give the cowboy yell, but it has little effect, unless he has t^e nerve to dismount and walk out to meet the enraged animal, — not at all times advisable; though I had one man in my employ who would persist in so doing, and he alsvays came out victorious. I discharged him for his cour- age, and he no doubt lived much longer in consequence of my action. "I am firmly of the opinion that there are very few buffalo, excepting the master of the herd, that cannot be subdued by man, if he only possess the nerve to face them, never yielding or turning his back toward them. As long as you confront them and continue to advance, they in- variably surrender just before the apparently supreme moment arrives. If you turn your back, even for an in- stant, they will rush at you with all their natural vigor and rage, and unless there is a fence or other good place of refuge near, you are gone. A man should never turn under any circumstance, but back off, whether he be on horseback or on foot, until he is out of danger of the fero- cious beast's horns. The bull, fortunately, always gives warning that he is going to charge, ])y lying down and rolling in the dust, or by tearing up the earth with his formidable horns, pawing up the turf with his feet, and roaring, or puffing, — something in its sound like a loco- motive ascending a steep grade with a heavy load. An- other premonitory sign is that the enraged bull always holds his tail high in the nir before the impending charge. "I know of only one instance where a man was hurt by i n I ! I i 250 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES a domesticated buffalo. This was in the case of Mr. A. H. Cole, of Oxford, Nebraska. An old buffalo wanted to go out in the road to fight a domestic animal which had just sounded the challenge, roaring furiously and pawing up the earth in his rage. The buffalo bull in front of which Mr. Cole stood was six years of age. His keeper attempted to turn the buffalo back, but the pugnacious animal objected; upon which Mr. Cole, becoming dis- gusted, wheeled suddenly around and started for a pitch- fork which stood a few rods from him, when the bull, imagining he had bluffed Mr. Cole, made a furious dash at him and drove one of his sharp horns into the unfor- tunate man's back, from the effect of which he died in about ten days. Had the man retreated backward, keep- ing his face toward the animal, there would not have been the slightest danger; the bull would never have made an attempt, to charge him. What is true of the buffalo in this respect, is also true of all animals. A person should not lose presence of mind if ever caught in such a predic- ament, and never forget to face the beast, unless certain he can make good his escape. ' ' I have had but one buffalo in my herd that was in- clined to be dangerously pugnacious — 'John L. Sullivan.' He is master of all others. He is a perfect dictator, rul- ing his congeners as absolutely as was ever a subject by imperious monarch. Should any one of the growing bulls, however, some day muster up courage to attack and 'conquer him, all the males in the herd will join in chas- ing him for many days, until he will not dare show him- self again. Were he in a wild state, the wolves alone would cordially welcome him, only to hamstring and de- vour him as a reward for his ' cussedness ' while in power. '.S' CO < CO en o K UJ I- Z UJ O O < o ul z o o < 3 ED > CD < oe O TRAINING THE BUFFALO 251 the burden of labor imposed upon him by the fiat of na- ture. From the diminutive shepherd dog, which has been trained to take care of the flocks, and thus relieve his master from much of the incessant worry incident to their keeping, to the ponderous elephant capable of car- rying tons of weight, man's prowess in subordinating these creatures t<^ his demands is proof of his superiority over the brute cieation. The horse, beyond all others, has been of the greatest service ; nor must the patient ox be forgotten; nor the 'ship of the desert,' the camel, which is entitled to its meed of praise. But of all beasts of burden, in considering the requirements of strength, vitality, endurance, and capacity, the buffalo is incom- parably greater than all others mentioned To be sure, reared in absolute idleness, without being required to labor in the slightest for his support during ages of a long ancestry, it is natural he should be inclined to an obstinacy more persistent than is found in almost any other beast, with a manifest unmanageableness growing out of his freedom from all restraint in his natural state ; yet when forced to act, he, like all other animals, reluc- tantly yields to the ruling power of man. The party who undertakes to control a full-grown bull must be confident of the fact that he was given dominion over all the brute creation, and is able to exercise that power, or he will never successfully perform what he sets about to do. "I have devoted a great deal of time, patience, and money, to say nothing of the danger experienced, in order to demonstrate that the buft'alo is not only a practicable but tractable animal, when he has been carefully trained. I have taken the little butfalo calves and yoked them to- gether; but the determination of their spirit of liberty immediately developed itself. At first they fought as fu- riously as gladiators. They would lie down, roll over, and put themselves into all sorts of strange positions, not infrequently reversing ends, each one headed in a ditferent direction; they reared, plunged, kicked and 'cavorted' 262 -y FOUTY YEAR8 OF ADVENTURES around like a circus-horse. Their kick was the very in- carnation of ' cussednesn,' and if you attempted to hold one by the ear, he would double up like a wasp, and knock your hand away by a stroke of his hind foot. If you stood immediately in front of them, they would jump with all four feet on your body. For weeks they would continue in this obstinate condition, although kept yoked together all the time. By patience, however, and con- tinual elforts in handling them, they finally succumb, acknowledging the superiority of their master. "Now, as young buffalo possess such characteristics when an attempt is made to subdue them to the yoke, you may well imagine what would be the case in an attempt to conquer a stubborn old bull, who possesses all the traits of the calves I have endeavored to describe in part, — only augmented ten fold, besides the faculty of buffalo in al- ways keeping their faces to the foe, which is their nature, as I have shown. " The buffalo bull has no more formidable enemy than another male of his own species, and when two are yoked together both are equally terrified. They cannot escape, and the first thing each attempts is to conquer his un- willing mate. Both whirl in an instant in their endeavor to face each other, but the yoke holds them in such a po- sition that it is impossible for them to effect it. The only result is, their heads are thrown around against their sides, like a horse when suffering from colic. They con- tinue in this awkward position for several days, when they begin to realize that neither can harm the other ; but l)e- fore they are made to stand up straight, and refrain iv^nw constantly trying to meet each other in combat, weeks elapse. At last, after months of careful handling, and extreme patience on the part of their trainer, they l^e- come accustomed to their restraint, and are properly ' broken,' exceeding in courage and strength any other animal subjected by man to assist in his burden of labor. The buffalo when thus subordinated to the will of their UJ >; (T »- (/> z o UJ z o _i o o > < ui X I- COLONKI- JONKH H nrKKAI.ft TKAM 268 nuistor arc excollHiit travHlHrs, uh thoy walk ra[)i(lly, yot novcr trot, hut cIuuikh from a walk to a Kall<»[), wliicli gait tln'y arc al)lc to keep up for iuil(>rt without apparent fatigu«!, — a feat iinpowHihlc with oxen. Tlic l)UlVaio has great endurance, and cannot he run down hy a horso. Hin mighty Hhouhlors and dou))le-strength loins, ))y virtue of the hump (which in composed of musch's of great Htrengtli), and iiis (!apacity to endure fitful cliuuites ho long without water and food, and his many other points that excel any and all other animals, all go to make up the greatest heast of hurden known to mankind; and it is strange that the animal was never hefore etVectually hrought under ahsolute control. Since the windlass has heen successfully used, no douht sonu3 day the hutValo will be considered a valuable animal with which to lighten the loads of mankind." The picture on a separate page rej)re8ents a team of seven-year-old hulls, one of which is the famous " Lucky Knight," captured by Colonel Jones on the first day of May, 1880, causing him ho much trouble, the story of which is related in a previous chapter. The other, with large knobs on his horns, is the animal which killed Mr. A. H. Ct)l of six years — a most remarka))le victory of the power of the human will over that of the brute creation. Colonel Jones, in writing in his journal of this particu- lar pair, says : " They are gentle, and work well together, but their keeper is ever warned never to give the one that has mur- der charged to his account, an opjjortunity to repeat the crime. This team is employed in drawing feed to the other animals on the ranch in winter, and in summer is used in ])lowing, with excellent results." 'i*l y 254 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES They are driven with hemp rope lines, made of the best material, attached to heavy, forged iron bits in their mouths, at one end, at the other to a windlass so arranged on the vehicle that the driver can control each line by winding it up, by simply turning a crank. There are two of these cranks. The driver holds one in each hand, and the brakes are adjusted by his feet, so that the teamster can draw harder with one hand and foot than four men could without the windlass. It was a happy contrivance, as every other method failed completely to control the strong beasts ; and now it has been used so long that the animals are easily driven by the Colonel with his hands alone, with as much pleas- ure as if they were a span of carriage horses, except that when they desire to drink, when passing a brook or other watering-place, the windlass must control them. They go fast or slow, as he desires. But without the windlass and brakes, they would never have been conquered. Only a few years ago the American bison was consid- ered as Avorthless (except for its hide) by everybody save the American Indians, who alone appreciated it to a somewhat limited extent. They subsisted almost exclu- sively on its flesh. In the fall, during the dry weather on the arid plains of the interior of the continent, where even the "gentle dews of heaven " refused to "fall ui)on the earth beneath," where a carcass would dry up like an Egyptian mummy, these children of Nature as8enil)U'tl and slaughtered great numbers of the bison. At this sea- son the animal was fat, and in the golden prime of condi- tion; and later, in November and December, the robes were black and perfect. The tallow of the buffalo is as yellow and rich as "Jer- sey butter." The flesh is tender, juicy, and through the process of drying, served for bread ; the tallow as butter. This "l)read and l)utter" was stored in the animal's own skin for winter use; wiiile the savages, as long as the SOME INTERESTING STATISTICS 265 fine weather lasted, c'uring their prolonged hunt, reveled like pigs in clover on the delicious portions of the buf- falo, in former years regarded by the white man as re- pulsive and worthless. It is true of nearly all peoples, that the more abundant an article becomes, the less it is appreciated. Never was apothegm more applicable than is this to the buffalo. If anyone had taken the trouble to give but a passing thought to the subject, at the proper time, a great eco- nomic problem would have been solved — the benefits to be derived from domesticating and propagating the ])uf- falo, an animal for which Nature had provided the Great Plains, and fitted the wandering ruminant to withstand the vicissitudes of fitful climatic extremes. The accompanying table was compiled by Colonel Jones, and presents a very fair statement of the numljer of ani- mals roaming over the Great Plains, and the number slaughtered, outside the National Park, during the years specified : 1 Year. No. of No. Killed Buffalo. Past Year. 1 No. Killed for Hides. January 1, 1865 .Taiiunrv 1. 1870 15.000,000 1 1,000,000 14,000 ,0(X) 1,600,0(K) 12,400,000 1 4,500,000 7,5(X).000 1 4,000,aX) 2.5(X),00O \ 1,0(X),000 1..tOO.0(X) 1 50O.(XX) 1.(100.000 j 300.000 7(X">,ooo : loo.oai 6(K),(XI0 75.(X)() 40,000 800,000 .Tanuary 1, 1871 .Tanunry 1, 1872 •Tanuifv 1. 1873 3,5(X).()00 3,200,(XX) 700,000 January 1, 1874 .Taniiarv 1. 1875 350,000 240.000 January 1, 1876 •Tanuarv 1. 1877 75.000 60,000 .Tjmiinrv 1 . 1S78 .... ... 525.000 155.000 70,(KiO 60.0(X) 50,aX) .52,(h;0 •Tanuarv 1. 1879 Jaruiarv 1. 1880 395.000 70.(X)0 60.0! K) January 1. 1881 325.(K)0 I 80,(100 245,(KX) ; 85. (XX) 160.0(X) m.(\()0 70.(_K)0 January 1. 1882 77.(X10 January 1. 1883 SO.CKiO ■Tanuary 1. 1884 70.000 20.000 50.000 15.000 46.(K10 .fannarv 1 . 1885 13.(itX) .Tanuary 1. 1886 ... o.(KIO 4 000 3.-5(10 January 1. 18S7 1.000 j 500 500 ' .«?50 450 •Tanuarv 1. 1888 300 January 1, 1889 150 150 130 \a 1 t 256 FORTY YEARB OP ADVENTURES In this unparalleled slaughter, thousands of individuals sought the vocation for a profit. Many of them had had no experience whatever, and in thousands of cases mor- tally wounded their game, which escaped only to. die far from the place where they were shot. In the foregoing taMe Colonel Jones has figured closely from his own observations, and no doulDt is approximately correct. Some readers may think that the numlter reported ft)r 1865 somewhat exaggerated, but the Colonel says they were like the angels recorded by John in Revelation — innumerable. To a person not well posted on the subject, it seems impossible there could have been as many as re- lated. In his calculations. Colonel Jones has balanced the increase against death by wantonness and natural causes. It will be observed that in 1871-2 was the great- est slaii^diter. Farmers on the frontier left their excel- lent tracts and went out to kill buflPalo for their hides, which suddenly grew in demand. It was a rich harvest for them, as it was no uncommon thing for two men with a team to clear from thirty to fifty dollars a day, and many "outfits" killed as high as two hundred of the animals in the same time. Each "outfit" was easily traced over the prairies by the peculiar method adopted of skinning its game. Some would take off the hide in excellent shape, leaving the head on the carcass, and then turn it over by main strength, while others cut off the head, and rolled the carcass on its back, using the de- capitated mass to l)lock up the carcass, thus facilitating the process of skinning. Some would drive a sharp steel rod through the neck of the animal and into the hard ground about eighteen inches, cut around the head back of the horns, split the skin on the belly, skin around the legs, then hitch a rope to the hide at tlie neck, and at- tach the rope to the doubletrees or to the rear of the wagon. To this the horses were fastened, and with a crack of the whip the team peeled off the hide as easily as taking off" that of an onion. Others, who were fortunate hunters' method of skinning buffalo 257 .ff ■d k la h enough to possess two teams, would hitch one of them to the horns of the buffalo, and the other to the skin, thus holding the latter solid, and the team at the skin would at the word, jerk it off. Occasionally a man would go out alone on horseback. If he was anything of a "cow- boy," his operations in skinning were about as follows: After the upper side was skinned, he fastened his lariat around the under fore leg of the buffalo, as it lay dead on the ground ; then backed his horse up to the back of the carcass, very close to it, and, tying his rope around the horn or pommel of his saddle, easily turned the huge mass over. Some, who did not own a horse, hunted alone, hiring a team to convey them to the buffalo region, established l camp near one of a neighbor-party, and then killed the buffalo, piling up hides all over the prairie for a week or two, then would hire a team to haul them in to the station. These isolated hunters would alway pray for a herd of cows, as the bulls were so immense and heavy to handle that it was almost useless io undertake it; yet when cows and young animals were not to be found, they attacked the bulls. Their method of saving the hides was to sever the head, skin the upper side of the carcass, then take off the upper ham and shoulder, extract the paunch, and if the lone hunter was a Sampson he could roll the balance of the huge carcass over so as to complete his skinning. Hunting the bulls alone was the hardest work, Colonel Jones says, he evor attempted. Yet he has killed as many as ten in one day, sold the hides for two dollars and fifty cents each, the hams at three cents a pound ; each animal netting him eight dollars, or eighty dollars for his day's work. He could more easily dress three cows than one bull, and the cows would net about five dollars when near the railroad, and the weather sufficiently cool to permit the shipment of the meat to the markets of the large cities. Nearly every hunting " outfit" possessed some kind of a mark, or brand, which they cut on the hides as soon as -17 ill iUl ^1 ^ I * :^'dS 258 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB skinned, and woe to the individual who had the temerity lo appropriate this property : no need of lawyers or law- books in those days. Colonel Jop.es gives the following interesting informa- tion regarding some of the rules by which all hunters on the Plains w re governed in the olden days: ' ' There were certain unwritten codes which governed all hunters, and he fared ill who transgressed any of them. For instance, when a buffalo was killed, with his knife the hunter would cut some place on the animal in- dicating its ownership. Again, the hunter who first fired a shot at a herd was as much in control of them, against all other parties, as though he had raised tliem from calves. No matter how badly other parties needed meat, they must keep their dis- tance. "The man who would deliberately pass on the wind- ward side of a herd while another was "stalking," or creeping up on them, was liable to have a ball whistle close to his ear. While a ' tenderfoot ' I tried the experi- ment, and can still hear the whiz of that rifle-bail, which passed uncomfortably near. "Should a crippled animal escape from a hunter, and be killed by another, the one who first drew blood was the ow^ner. Two shots in quicic succession were always given, and repeated, until relief came, when needed. " The latch-string of the hunter's cabin or tent was al- ways supposed to be on the outside and convenient to all visitors excepting the 'red man ' ; in other words, a hun- gry or thirsty hunter was welcome to quench his thirst with tea or coffee and appease his appetite with th' best food in camp, and share the blankets, whether the owner was at home or not." The American bison has been described by many writ- ers, but in detached articles. To do justice to this re- markable animal would require a whole volume. . They HHtt'iHtt' merity )r law- forma- bers on verned my of th his lal in- was as les, as )r how drdis- wind- ?," or histle xperi- which r, and xs the dven, as al- to all hun- thirst ' best )wner writ- is re- They I m i- » ),, J 't I • n-f 8IZE AND WEIGHT OF BUFFALO BULL 259 3 CD O _J < u. m z o o 3 u. Q UJ N OJ I ui < IT > < Z < are purely American in their form and peculiar hal^its; bovine in their anatomical sti'ucture, but differing in many ways from the ox, which is the type of the genus i>0M. They are strangely fitted to the distinctive features of their special hal)itat, an extent of country whicl. is now the garden spot of the continent, made exceptionally fer- tile by the manure, bones and flesh of the millions which have lived and died there during centuries past. An average-sized bull is five feet ten inches in height, at the withers ; girth around the heart, nine feet three inches; from end of muzzle to tip of tail, ten feet two inches. The hair and fur on the shoulders are about four inches long, and on the hind part, in winter, about an fneh and a half. The average weight of the bulls, when in fair condition, is about nineteen hundred and fifty pounds. They have a ])road, short face, with eyes set in tiie side of the head, thirteen inches apart, instead of in front, as is the case with most animals. They have beards like a goat, though much heavier, and often twelve inches long. The tail is the indicator of the ani- mal's tem])er, as he invariably erects it when making any wrathful demonstration. Captivity does not change his form in any particular, unless when he is confined in small, close pens; nor is he changed in his many curious traits and the acuteness of the senses, except in that of smell ; but he is more inactive than in a wild state. The wood or mountain bufi'alo was once quite numerous in the Rocky Mountains, Init is now extinct. They were of the same species as the bulfalo of the Plains, but much smaller, short-legged, with a round, "mullet" head, and much darker. The differences in the characteristics of the two breeds were no doubt caused by their environ- ments and by interbreeding. Buffalo seldom roll in the mud, contrary to the general supposition, but excavate their " wallows " by pawing up the earth. TJie dust then blows away, and their shaggy coats are filled with dirt, which is shaken off at pleasure. r 1 ll 200 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTUREB 1 They shed their coats in May, and regain their fur as soon as the frosty nights appear in the fall, tlie ''guard- hairs " alone remaining on through the heated siininier. Their robes are prime in November and December, the fur being dark, soft and elegant; while later on it be- comes faded, harsh, and unattractive. Their mating season commences about July, and usually lasts two months. They seldom mire in swamps, as they have a happy faculty of wallowing through the mud after the nuvnner of a hog. In their llight, they seldom gallop uphill, unless closely pursued, but invariably gallop down when scared or followed. When wounded they leave the herd and seek the most secluded 8])ot possible, in the deepest canon, where they remain until fully recovered or die. They generally start to run against the wind, but do not persist in this trait, contrary to the deer, which never fail to run with it when pursued or scared. When fright- ened or pursued, the buffalo move much more rapidly when traveling toward the wind; and their sense of smell is so acute they know the instant there is danger ahead. When you read of buli'aloes " trotting off," you may rest assured that the author of the statement knows noth- ing of the habits of the animal. They invariably walk or gallop. They are naturally very stul)born, and yield to an enemy only after heroic efforts on their part. They never retrace their steps after once starting in a direction, and C(jlonel Jones often profited in his hunting adventures by knowing this trait. They never pursue a straight course in traveling. Their eyes are so placed in the head that it is impossible for them to see directly in front ; and especially is this true on account of the heavy locks on their forehead. Neither can they look backward, on account of their immense shaggy shoulders, hence they are compelled to keep one side or the other turned in the general direction in which they are going. Not being good travelers sideways, they JONEH B METHOD OF "BTALKINO BUFFALO 201 look ahead with one eye and to the rear with the other, deflect iiii? to the right and then to the left for a distance of two or three hundred yards. Thus they always have one eye covering the ground they are advancing over, and the other looking behind, watching for an enemy or the horns of their companions, — some of which are ever ready to test their strength by thrusting their sharp weapons into the flanks of those that precede them on the trail. Colonel Jones gives his own method of "stalking" the buft'alo, as follows : "The successful hunter managed to place himself in the pathway of the coming herd ; laid down in a ravine or behind a knoll or divide, until they were as close as possi- ble. Then everything depended on the accuracy of the flrst shot, in order to get a stand on the herd, and it was always aimed for the heart or backbone of the leader, when within one hinidred yards of the animal; at the hujgs if farther away. If the heart or vertebrte were hit, the animal fell in its tracks ; if in the lungs, it ran from one to two hundred yards before dropping, which took the herd much farther off. After firing the first shot, I would wait until the animals stopped, which would be about a hundred yards from the place where the wounded one had fallen. I would remain perfectly quiet and mo- tionless until one of their number had assumed leader- ship and led off in the original general direction of the herd, they taking care to avoid the dangerous place where their leader had fallen. No sooner were they started than a bullet would be sent into the leader's vi- tals. The herd would run back a few rods, gather into a compact mass, and appear to hold a council, grunting and moving about in as small a range as possible. Then another would lead off to the other side of the danger- point, but keeping as near the old direction as he con- sidered safe, when a well-directed shot would bring it down. If these three shots were fatal, the herd was mine; if either one failed to kill, they went on their way \¥ 202 FORTY YKAIIH OK ADVKNTlUtKfl rejoicing, excoptiog what ftnv could ]w brought down ))y tho shots sent after thHin as thny ran. If thi> th.r; j'^ wen* killed, tho hord bocame completely (hMiioralizod, and none would venture to lead, knowing danger to be in front of thorn, and that death was certain to any which attempted to go to either side. Their 8tubl)orn natures would not allow a retreat. They would naturally bunch together, and stand still until the last one was killed, provided the hunter did not get excited and fire too rapidly, or did not rise up so high as to betray his whereabouts." The curious deviating from a straight course, as has lu'en explained, is the causis of the crookedness of the butl'alo trails yet to be seen on the prairies of the remote west. Colonel Jones positively affirms that a trail cannot be found anywhere that is longer than four hundred yards without a change in direction, yet the general course of the herd would be comparatively straight for a distance of thirty or forty miles. "Buffalo" Jones, in his efforts to perpetuate the American bison, has accomplished more than all others who have attempted it on a smaller scale, trying to fol- low his example ; and had his earnest pleadings to those in authority for help in carrying out his project on a larger scale, been listened to, to-day the Government would have been in possession of the large herds then in existence in "No Man's Land" and southeastern Colo- rado, numbering two or three thousand, and the increase of their progeny for the past dozen years. As early as 1887 Colonel Jones went to the National Capital, where he plead with the United States Senators and Representatives of Kansas in Congress to enact a law which would protect the small herd of ))uffalo referred to in the preceding paragraph. Year after year he has warned our law-makers, and those higher in authority, that u.iless some measures were taken to prevent it the bison would soon become exterminated. All appeared COL. JONEfl'fl PIIOPOHITION TO THE GOVERNMENT 208 intorostod in having something done, but no one appeared to take the initiative. True, Repres«jntativi 1- J^ k. u 5 7. ? X 7- X o _!. J it Q " - it O ^ "U X T 'S Q ^iJ S = i~ 7. LU C •/. i? %-> — X ^ •/, L. S- en ^ u z i. ~z tIL 7. o -3 ■5 H-i l-'d s^ 7. X -1 UJ ?^ 1- /. ■z o _l o 1 1 7 ^ ^ o > ^ ^ X u. — ' r" ^^ s o ^'i E iz •~ c; z ^ •7. X s . o H o Q. i 7. I i 1 I ^ X L. l-< tf < /. ^" ■— 'C -s < "^ U — - — ^r^mi :. t i - 3, = i it NO ACTION TAKEN 205 preserving the bison, as well as all other valuable American ani- mals that inhabit my latitude. If the Government desires the American bison rescued and i)er- petuated, and will give me reasonable pay, I will be pleased to undertake it. Confident that it can and should be speedily ac- complished, I am Yours very truly, (Signed) C. J. .Tones, ("Buflfalo Jones.") Unfortunately, no action was ever taken by the Depart- ment upon thepe propositions, and the United States lost forever its greatest race of native animals. At the close of the year 1898, by close calculation, there were over five hundred domesticated ))uffalo scat- tered throughout the world, the lineage of which is traced back to the efforts of Colonel Joues. I i! Ij CHAPTER XVII ONE OF THE GREATEST RACES ON RECORD OPENING OF THE CHEROKEE OUTLET — OKLAHOMA, "THE BEAUTIFUL LAND" HORSES AND RIDERS TRAMPLED BE- NEATH A LIVING AVALANCHE GENUINE " JEHU " AND RED-HEADED GIRL IN THE RACE — THE MOST RECKLESS EQUESTRIENNE IN THE WORLD — FACTS NEVER BEFORE MADE KNOWN REGARDING THE OPENING OF OKLAHOMA WHEN the proclamation of President Cleveland was promulgated, Colonel Jones was living in Omaha, Nebraska. He realized there was to be a great race, and knowing so well the art of making long and successful rides, he determined to once more enjoy the sensation so often realized during his life of adventure, and lost no time in getting in line. He re- lates the advent of the opening in a clear and dispassion- ate manner, as follows : "Many, many years ago, I read in a newspaper: ' There is a tract of country about as large as the State of Massachusetts, lying south of Kansas in the Indian Territory, called in the Indian language, 'Oklahoma,' which by interpretation means 'The Beautiful Land.' Little did I at the time think that I should )je the first paleface to enter that i)icturesque spot for a home. A third vl' a century rolled on; then the newspapers an- nounced that a portion of 'the beautiful land' (known as the Cherokee Outlet, in Oklahoma) would be thrown open to settlement on September 10th, 1893; that it was ( 2«6 ) OPENING OF THE CHEROKEE OUTLET 267 unlawful for any person to enter upon that land or even paB8 over it prior to that date. The penalty for violation was a forfeiture of any and all rights to ' prove up ' on a tract of land or a town lot. It will be remembered the 'Outlet' was a tract of land seventy miles wide adjoin- ing Kansas on the south, and extending from the Arkan- sas river on the east 800 miles to the westward. It was known as the 'Cherokee Outlet,' from the fact that it was many years ago set apart by Congress as an outlet for the Cherokee Indians to the Great Plains, where roamed millions of buffalo upon which the red men depended for food. The Government finally bought this tract of land from the rightful owners, the Cherokee Indians, and or- ganized a 'free-for-all' race to citizens of the United States, to determine who should win the prizes to be given away. " At this particular contest — for that is just what it was — the Government offered a quarter-section of land and a town lot to the one first establishing himself thereon. All were to start simultaneously from the line bordering the strip. Thus it required horsemanship of the highest order, as there were about six contestants for each tract of land. Paul Revere, Putnam, Jennie McNeal and Gen- eral Sheridan all have left the never-dying story of their dashing and daring rides. They were inspired by purely patriotic motives, yet so far as the physical aspect of their memorable deeds is concerned, the history of this opening presents acts of individiial nerve, dash, and en- durance, equally, if not more wonderful. Although the promptings were entirely of self-interest, these rides were eomparal)le to anything which has been attempted ii\ feats of horsemanship. Many of those who rode in that fearful struggle, some of whom went down to their death, will no doubt be regarded by generations to come as heroes and heroines; for after all, it is frequently the act of the person and not always the motive inspiring him which causes him to be regarded as such. £.■■ I - ! In * v-m 208 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES "It being contrary to law to enter the coveted land before high noon, of that date, compelled thousands to congregate at the nearest point, nij^e miles south of Perry, where was located the United States land office, and all knew it would })e the largest city in the Territory. United States soldiers were stationed along the line to guard against intruders and give the signal at the a})- pointed time, when all were at liberty to enter legally. A great many had stolen through the line the night ))e- fore, and were classed as ' sooners.' "I was waiting on the extreme left of the assembled throng, with two horses, — my old buffalo-horse 'Jubar' and the strongest and )jest race-horse to be had in the State of Nebraska; each one rigged with the lightest sad- dle possible, weighing only eight pounds each, while a strong rope about three feet long, attached to the ring of the cinch of each saddle, held the horses together. I had learned while running wild horses on the Plains that the poorest old wild horse I ever found could outwind the l)est blooded grain-fed thoroughbred attainable. I had rea- soned out the cause to be that the wild horse carried no load, while the thoroughbred was compelled to carry about one hundred and seventy pounds, including saddle, which ' cut his wind ' very quickly. I often experimented at riding two horses in the chase after liuffalo calves. The method adopted was : As soon as the horse ridden com- menced to wheeze, I would quickly change to the other, without checking them in the least; the horse would im- mediately catch his wind, and )>y the time the other be- came winded, the first would be fi*iriy rested, when I would change back to him. By thus changing back and forth I could make unprecedentedly long races and quick time. The change was made by throwing the leg over the horse's neck toward the one I desii'ed to mount, in the style a lady rides, then, placing it on the rope which held the horses together, I threw the other leg over the horse's THE KACE FOR CLAIMS '2m back, and was firm in tliR saddle, without checking, no difference at what rate of speed we were going. " With this knowledge and experience I took my place in the great cavalcade with as much confidence and deter- mination to win the race as if all others had J)een mounted on Mexican burros. Many of the would-be winners asked what T intended to do with the extra horse. I made no explaniv.ion, excepting that I intended to ride him. No one had the least idea of my intentions until about a mile after starting, when those nen'est witnessed the first change from one horse to the other while going with such terrific speed. Instead of being angry, as I had sup- posed would be the case, a great shout went up from fully a hundred or more, while those nearest expressed them- selves in such language as, 'That's the fellow that will get there! He 's a winner,' etc., no doubt realizing they v\e''e racing under disadvantages. "There were fully eight thousand horsemen who awaited the signal at the starting-point. As the noon hour ap- proached they became more and more anxious ; even the horses realized that a great race was in prospect, as they pawed the earth, reared and snorted in their eagerness to go. The horsemen were lined up twenty Jeep, one be- hind the other, standing side by side for a mile along the line. "The soldiers rode back and forth in front of the vast array, to see that no one entered l)efore the proper time. When 'high noon ' arrived, one of the soldiers discharged his gun, which all understood to be the signal to start, and the great race was on. It was one of the most excit- ing and desperate struggles ever recorded. " Being on the extreme left, I started straight north for Perry. Fortunately, the divide swung to the northwest, and soon I was on its crest. Having b.^en in so many ex- citing races on the Plains, and in lassoing and driving buffalo bulls in chariot-races, I was not disturbed in the least, consequently noticed many things which no doubt 270 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES others failed to recognize. The first thing tiiat attracted my attention after stjirting was the mighty buzz and roar of the horses striking the weeds and grass with their feet, and the rattle of their hoofs vu tlie hard, dry earth. It hronglit back most vividly the olden days, as it was a duplicate of the sensation when in close proximity to a buffalo stampede. " When about a mile out, and just after changing from my race-horse to Jubar, I heard someone in the rear shout in thundering tones, ' Get out of the road I Get out of the road I' I was just slacking up a little in order to cross an old trail which had been partly grown over with grass, and fearing a deep gutter was hidden beneath, hav- ing been whipped out by the wind, as is often the case, I knew it would be danger^ius tu go at full speed across it. When safely over, I looked back and saw a magnificent team of horses hitched to a buckbpard, and a man stand- ing thereon, his coat off, while he was laying on the lash unmercifully. On the seat sat a young woman, with hair as red as red could be. Just then the horses leaped the old trail, the wheels went deep into the gutter, then flew high in the air, which sent the man and woman fully four feet upward. As they came down, both grabbed the seat, holding on for their lives. The horses circled to the left, and it was the last I saw of the 'Jehu' and his red-headed darling. The iiJiculousness of this incident afforded me so much amusement that I indulged in a good hearty laugh, which I could not help, though I knew they must have been badly hurt and their lives in peril, "Just as I was making my second change of horses, about two miles out, a horte ahead of me fell dead. The animal I was mounting gave a tremendous leap to clear the feet of the fallen beast, which precipitated my right foot to the ground between my two horses. Having a good grip on the horn of each saddle, and my left foot across the rope which held them together, I gave a spring from the ground while the horse was high in the air, and PABSINtt THE " BOONEBS" 271 with a mighty pull with my arms as ho came down, I went up safely inti) the saddle. On looking I)aek I shouted to the unfortunate man, 'Stick your stake and claim the landl ' It was a beautiful tract, but I afterward learned that the man's leg was broken in the fall, and that he was sent to his Eastern home. I learned also that the soldier who gave the signal had his horse knocked down, and both horwe and rider were trampled to death by the resistless avalanche. "When within three miles of Perry, two men and a lady, 'sooners,' camf> dashing up out of a ravine just to my right. Having fresh horseb they had advantage of all others. The lady rode a jet-black charger, and was one of the most reckless horsewomen I ever saw, and would have done credit to the 'Rough Riders.' I whipped my horses severely, but could not pass her. It was humiliating to be compelled to go into Perry with a lady leading. I jumped to my old favorite butfalo-horse Jubar, cut the rope that held the horses together, and dashed past the mysterious equestrienne. On looking ahead, I saw the twohouses which composed the city of Perry. The trail made a detour to the left in order to descend a steep bh;fif, which dropped off into a deep valley, lined with trees and brush. Seeing nearly a mile could be saved by making straight for the houses, I left the trail and went thundering down the blutf for fear the lady v/ould again pass me. The grass was high on the side-hills and hid innumerable flat rocks, some ten feet square, and Jubar was right among them be- fore I knew of their presence. Knowing he was sure- footed I quickly decided it would be better t let him have his own way than to check him, for by so doing I would throw him off his well-directed course. Having a slack rein he never checked his gait, Viut passed safely over precipitous rocks with almost incredible speed. About half-way down I saw that he was going to laud on a large flat stone which was tilted up at an angle of about forty degrees. I felt certain his feet would go from under I I ! ''*S K ; ill ' »: ! i 272 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES him and he woukl hind on his left side. I quickly jerked my left leg up high, that I might not be caught as many are who fail to keep their legs in an advantageous position when on a falling horse; ))ut, contrary to my exi)ecta- tion, he appeared merely to touch the stone, just enough to send him to a good footing, and I breathed much »^asier when we reached the trees and brush. In the descent I passed eight or ten horsenu'U, and continued the wild ride until reaching the ravine, which was al)(>at eight feet across, with a high bank close beyond. I reined the horse a little diagonally, and he made one of his famous leaps and i)assed along without checking. I then crossed the main stream and ascended an almost perpendicular bank about forty feet high, which was accomplished by the horse running up obliquely while I ran at his side until reaching the level, when I was again on his back. In ascending I passed the last two competitors, and it ap- pears to me the fastest race I ever made was the last mile to the claim adjoining Perry on the south, where I stuck my flag and claimed the land as a homestead. I then proceeded to the 'city,' arriving there before all others, except 'sooners.' "My race-horse I never saw afterward, but learned that the lady and her escorts while following me came to the ravine which Jubar hud so gallantly cleared, and here her horse while attempting to leap the ravine went with such force across it that he struck the bank and broke his neck. The gentlemen caught my race-horse, which was endeavoring to follow me. The lady mounted it, and ar- rived at Perry in time to secure a valuable lot just east of, ajid facing the public square. This lot she sold within a week for five hundred dollars. Being a 'sooner,' she could not have proved up on it, and merely sold her quit- claim. The lady was from the Indian Territory, near the Creek Nation. She was known to all that portion of the country as one of the best deer- and turkey-hunters of the region, and took great delight in riding her race- DEBPERAD0E8 278 horses with deer-dogs in pursuit of the wild animals of that country. I am only sorry I do not remember the name of this, one of the greatest equestriennes of the age. " Jubar that day made his last race, as I promised that if we won he should forever be on the retired list; and he now roams the green pastures of 'The Beautiful Land.' " During Colonel Jones's ' ^ and eventful career on the extreme frontier he has m. t with all kinds of desperadoes, and some who, though always having possessed good repu- tations, would be much scandalized should their true char- acter be made piiblic. In private the Colonel has related to me some of the most daring and reckless personal ad- ventures that occurred in the palmy days of such charac- ters as the James and Younger brothers, and later with " Billy the Kid," whom the Colonel helped to capture in 1882, in New Mexico. He was often accosted by stage- and bank -robbers, footpads, cattle- and horse -thieves. But he refrains from allowing anything recorded in this book of such experience ; giving as a reason that there are HO many false narratives floating through the country rel- ative to such characters, the reader might confound the truth with fiction. •18 <'i( ) ''1 SECOND PART. BUFFALO JONES'S ARCTIC EXPEDITION. CHAPTER XVIII BUFFALO JONES BOUND FOR THE ARCTIC REGIONS AFTER MUSK-OXEN AND OTHER AMMALB — ROUTE THROUGH CANADA — WHITE GIRL HELD AH CAPTIVE RV INDIANS — IN A BOAT, ALL ALONE, LEAVES CIVILIZATION — NATIVES OPPOSE HIS MISSION — BOAT CAPSIZES AND INDIANS REFUSE HI8 " LIFE-LINE " — SUNSTROKE IN A FRIGID ZONE — CROSSING LAKE ATHA- HASKA — ON THE PEACE AND SLAVE RIVERS — BIG CHIEFS HOLD A COUNCIL TO PREVENT HIS PROGRESS AFTER Colonel Jones had spent several years on the coast of the Gnlf of Mexico, whose climate did ■ not suit his active nature, and under its influence lie was becoming sluggish, he returned to Okla- homa, where he served as sergeant-at-arms in the House of Representatives. After the session closed, he became restless and the spirit of adventure swelled within him. He had often read of the mighty musk-ox, the most remote animal of the world, and realized there never had tieen any in cap- tivity. Although it was almost like crossing the "river Jordan," and into another world, he never rested until on his way to the lonely shores of the Arctic Ocean, (277) "' i' i 278 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES T;: I He narrates that most wonderful of expeditions that he ( and I might say, or any other man ) ever attempted and survived. When the reader remembers that Sir John Franklin, a half-century ago, with one hundred and thirty-seven heroes, backed by the British Government and with the co6peratioi> of the United States and Can- ada, as well as the friendsi-ip of the northern Indians, all perished in that far-away noithern zone, he will concede, at least, that Colonel Jones's stupendous undertaking ( part of the journey all alone, and never to exceed one companion ) surpasses anything in the way of northern exploiiifcions ever accomplished. It also proves that the Colonel is not only a hunter of exceptional skill, bu; a "killer" as well, or he would have perished from starva- tion. He relates the facts of his daring umiertaking in this and the following chapters : "At daybreak on the 12th of June, 1897, I boarded the lightning express train of the A. T. & S. F. Ry., at Perry, Oklahoma, for the Arctic regions, and ere I returned the sun had risen and set four hundred and ninety-five times. "My route was by way of St. Joseph, Omaha and St. Paul to Winnipeg, in Canada. From there I went about a thousand miles northwest to Calgary, on the Canadian Pacific R. R. " Wlien near it, the largest v.ity of that far-away north- ern country, we found all the creeks and ravines swollen into rivers. There had been a great flood — no one knew to what extent, as no news had been received from either the west or north. The telegraph wires were all down, and no doubt there were innumerable washouts, as no trains had been met or heard of, from those directions, for twenty-four hours. "At last we came in sight of Calgary, on the south fork of the Saskatchewan river, which nnist be crossed to get to the city. The train was halted, and all the crew walked >*1 CR0BBIN6 A DANGEROUS BRIDGE 279 ahead to inspect the bridge. The water was up to the stringers, and an angry-looking torrent it was. " The majority of the inspectors decided it was passa- ble, but one of the passengers, who took it upon himself to speak on all occasions for the traveling public, ob- jected most strenuously, declaring he was an expert rail- road man, and that the train would surely go down, as the bridge was already more or less twisted and wrenched from its proper place. Presently the bell rang and the train moved slowly ahead, while the ' guardian of the pul)- lic ' stood on the ground near the end of the bridge wait- ing for the train to be submerged and then he could say, 'I told you so.' "The cars barely moved, which made it evident that the engineer realized the danger which unquestionably threatened him. The bridge vi))rated to and fro, but that was all, and the great 'mogul' engine was soon safe on the eml)ankment. Before the last car entered the bridge, when the rear end of the train was passing our excited ^protector,' he caught the railing and swung upon the l)latform of the rear coach, and we were soon in the once beautiful city. " Everything appeared to be wild with excitement ; even the animals showed it. The horses running loose carried their heads high and trotted over the vacant blocks, tails up, and occasionally snorted as if danger were imminent. The dogs ))arked and howled alternately. "As soon as I arrived at the Queen's Hotel, I could see people lining up along the l)anks of Bow river, that skirted the city on the north. Some had ropes, others axes and all kinds of sticks and poles. It did not take long to do termine what caused the excitement. I could see houses in the river, upset in almost every conceiva))le shape; some were on their sides, others bottom upward, some floating down the river, and others sliding gradually into it. I found the great iron bridge had been underniined and warped in all kinds of shapes. Wagons juul horses 280 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES M!: could not cross, neither would the police permit pedes- trians to pass. "On the opposite side of the river were hundreds of white teepees, which I learned were occupied by Indians from far and near, who had assembled to do honor to the Queen's Jubilee, which was to occur the next day. For months they had been looking forward to that eventful time, and the longed-for day was near, when they contem- plated a great feast, and thus to show to the agents of the Great Motlier that they were loyal, and no longer the hos- tile bands that had been the terror of that God-forsaken country for a length of time that the memory of man could not compute. They realized that in order to secure plenty of provisions, they must come with all their tribes to the Mecca of the Western World and show their devo- tion to the Great Mother. They made as big a show as possible, and all put on their best, — which was generally a pair of overalls and a plaid shirt for the men, and calico dresses for the women. They brought their ponies, dogs, squaws, papooses, — in fact everything, even the halt and the blind members of their tribes. No one able to hobble could be induced to stay behind ; therefore all came. "I soon learned that a mysterious white girl had for the first time in many years beeii brought within the pale of civilization, x had once heard there was such a per- son held in captivity by a tribe or lodge of Blackfeet In- dians, and was very anxious to learn all I could concerning her whereabouts, ancestors, and how she was l)eing treated. But the question then was how to cross the river to where the red men had pitched their tents. '* The police were guarding the wrecked bridge, as there was no certainty what miiuite it would be submerged. By assuring them I was intending to assist a man, already on the dangerous structure, to fasten a rope to a house lodged against the upper side, near the shore where we stood, they allowed me to pass. I made a noose in the rope, threw it over the corner of the house, and handed the man the line. RECOGNIZED BY THE EX-CONVICT 281 1. i He commenced to work his way to shore, and I concluded then (and to be sure not before) to get to the opposite shore. This was accomplished by descending a swag in the bridge to the water's edge ; then I went hand over hand, clinging to a railing, to where the bridge stood at its proper height. I found the police guarding the north as well as the south end of the bridge. There was no troul)le to get off the bridge, but getting on was a different propo- sition. There was a great throng of Indians at the north end, all anxious to enter the city, I grasped the rope that was stretched across the entrance to keep the surging crowds from forcing the police backward, and slipped un- der. "Here I found myself among an excited band of In- dians. One l)ig ugly-looking redskin made a surge toward me, and shouted in broken English, ' How, Buffalo Jones I ' I was dumbfounded. Could it be possilde that some of the enemies I had battled with many years ago had wan- dered to this far-away country ? All the encounters I had ever had with various Indians during my long career on the Plains, flashed through my mind. I had seen the fel- low t)efore, and as soon as the first flash of the startled sensation had passed, I responded, " Hello, Number Nine ! ' It was cruel in me to betray the poor fellow, but it was not intended on my part. He was sharp, and could speak fair English. ' My luime is Jack,' was his quick response. I caught my senses and said, ' Yes, Jack, I know you well ; you were number nine of our hunting party, six years ago, after moose in Manitoba.' 'Oh, yes,' he said; 'didn't we have a h — 1 of a time with that old bull moose?' I said, 'Don't mention it,' and l>eckoned him to follow me, which he did (with pleasure, no doubt). " The facts were the Indian was an ex-convict from the penitentiary at Stony Mountain, Manitoba, Canada. He was a very active cowl)oy, and an expert with the lasso. I had purchased sixty-five buffaloes from the warden of the penitentiary, Samuel Bedson ; and when I desired to lasso li i0 1 t;l 4 i'i 282 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES and hobble them in order to get the unruly brutes to the cars, they brought out 'No. Nine,' to assist me. At the penitentiary the only way a convict is designated is by his number ; by name, never. Therefore I addressed him as 'Number Nine.' Luckily I turned it off so that the English-speaking Indians, and the white people, standing near, did not mistrust his identity, as he was not known in that locality as a jail-bird. Now I was delighted to meet even an ex-convict so far from my native land ; besides, there were hopes of finding the white captive that I so much desired to meet. Although a Cree, Jack could speak the Bia<'.kfeet language. He knew the girl quite well, and assured me he knew where she was. He told me the In- dians had kept her as far from the city as possible, and would never permit her to be alone, for fear the white people would steal her. From Jack I learned the girl was fully seventeen years old, and lived with 'Winnipeg Jack ' and his squaw ; that they had raised her from a babe. They had once lived in Montana, U. S. A., and while at Fort Benton, seventeen years before, there was a great storm that covered all the earth with a white l)lanket of snow. The morning after the storm had abated, a beautiful paleface woman appeared at their wigwam with a bundle in her arms. They asked her in, and built a big fire. Presently she removed a heavy shawl from the bundle, and there was a beautiful little babe, about two weeks old. Jack's squaw had also a young papoose girl; but what a contrast 1 The strange woman was well dressed, and apparently quite young. She told Winnipeg Jack, as his squaw could Jiot speak English then, that she wanted them to take her babe and raise it; that she had no hus- band, and was going to leave it. Jack told her they liad one papoose, but she rose and left the I)abe lying on a deerskin mat, — and that was the last and all they knew of the mys-terious paleface, except what an old pilot on a steamboat at the wharf had told them. He said that the mother of the babe was from St. Louis ; had come u]) the "white blanket" 288 Missouri river on his boat ; had been deceived by a man that he knew well, and to hide her mistortiine had taken the opportunity of giving the child a chance for its life. The big brave and his squaw soon became attached to the little ^itranger, and when they realized they wore to keep it, were at a loss for a suitable name for the fair little white waif. They remembered the storm when it came to their wigwam, and as it was as white as the blanket of snow that had spread itself over the face of the earth, they gave her the name of ' White Blanket.^ And thus the lit- tle paleface was christened, and her name became known throughout the Northwest Territory, by all the red men of the Plains. " Many other things of great interest did Jack, 'Num- ber Nine,' tell me. "While he was explaining things to me as we walked along, we saw two squaws coming toward us. Jack lo(jked up and said, ' White Blanket I ' and as we neared them, I saw one was a very large squaw with black hair, and skin nearly as dark. She was fully fifty years old. By her side, sure enough, walked the white maiden. The girl was about seventeen years of age, of medium height, slender, fair complexioned, with a few freckles on her cheeks. Her hair was what might be called dark auburn ; it was in two braids, and hung far below her waist. She wore a calico dress, rather reddish in color; it was short for her age, and might have been taken for a bicycle dress, as worn in the cities. She wore red stockings and moccasins handsomely worked with beads, with a cross made of glass attached thereto. Around her was a' checked shawl that hung loosely about her shoulders. "As we approached, Jack said, 'White Blanket, big white man, Buffalo Jones.' I shook hands with her, and then with the big squaw. Neither of them grasped my hand as I had wished. They were very shy, and did not want to stop. I asked White Blanket, 'Can you speak English ?' She answered softly, ' Me English little speak,' 4 i 284 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES but kept her face from me ; she pulled her shawl over her head, and I noticed they endeavored to get away from us. Being determined to get a photograi)h of the stranger, I had carefully loaded my kodak with films, and had it under my left arm, ready for a snap-shot if possible. Jack had told me it would be difficult, as Indians w<^re afraid to have their pictures taken. Seeing T was getting the cold shoulder, I thouglit mayl^e they knew of Jack's hard character, and wanted to elude him. I whispered to him, telling him to stay where he was and I would talk to the girl. He smiled, but it did not discourage me. I walked after the women, and soon overtook them. Hav- ing foreseen the difficulty of ' standing in ' with Indian girls on short acquaintance, I had invested a half-dollar in candy and nuts, of which I know Indians were always particularly fond. Walking up close by the side (-f the fair girl, I asked in as persuasive tones as I knew how, 'White Blanket like candy?' She pulled her shawl closely over her face and turned it from me. I then stepped in front of her; she and the squaw stopped, but turned their heads away. I repeated the words, and she answered, 'Got some?' My answer was, 'Yes, heaps candy and nuts; look here.' She did not look, but reached her hand back for the candy; but I insisted, ' Look here, I want to see your face.' Then she burst out at me: ' No good white man. Me know what you want; white man no get it. Indian die soon white man get pic- ture.' The old squaw spoke to the girl, and they started back for the teepee. I was not to be shaken so easily, but walked right along with the young miss, giving her candy every few steps. She appeared nervous, and walked ])retty fast, — which suited me, as I could get a]v)ng easily, while the old squaw soon fell behind, and I could talk more freely. By this time she would peep at me through the shawl . "Finally she said, 'Where you live?' I pointed to the south, and told her 'Far, far away. No white l)lan- THE WHITE CAPTIVF 285 kets whero I live, — no snow, i\o ice, no cold; sun high over the head.' Pointing to some flowers near by, I told her ' Flowers there all the year; api)les, oranges and fruit plenty.' She had Ijeen peeping through her shawl till I could plainly see two steel-gray eyes, but nothing more. Finally she asked in a soft tone, ' Heaven ? ' I had been endeavoring to descril)e the place where I had been the past year, — the Gulf coast and Mexico. But when she asked if it was 'Heaven' where I was from, it was too ridiculous to think about. It quickly brought back to my mind that i)lace of torment, whore the mosquitoes and gnats reign supreme; where the alligators and moc- casin snakes make life hideous; where the centipedes and tarantulas never cease from troubling and the wicked have no rest. I ' haw-hawed ' aloud, and the poor girl no dou'ot thought I was shouting because she realized there was a place of rest for poor Indians in the Great Hereafter. We were far ahead of the old squaw, and I insisted on getting the girl's picture, but she told me: 'Injun mad, white man get picture; Injun 'fraid white man see picture and take White Blanket far, far.' Finally, when we ar- rived at the wigwam, she said, ' Come when see sun, — one sleep. Maybe big Injun give white man picture.' All this time her head was wrapped in her shawl. The old squaw soon arrived, and I said good-night, as there was no hope for a picture l)efore the morning sun, at least. " 1 was disappointed, Init still had hopes. Presently I came to where Jack was, and we hurried to the bridge, as the sun had already gone behind the northwestern hills. "The police were still on duty, and I feared my lot was to lie tht't night in a wigwam, or on tlie grass, with- out even a IjJanket. I walked up, boldly lifted the rope, and started down the bridge as if nothing was wrong. One of the police sliouted, 'Hold on, there! ' I looked around and pointed to the other end of the bridge, and said, ' I have permission from the other side.' The other officer spoke up and said, 'All right, sir; I remember 280 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB you.' I papsed over as before, but when I reached the end of the bridge, found the river had risen fully eigh- teen inches, and I was obliged to pull otf my shoes and wade across the bottom to higher ground. The next morning I was out before sunrise, and started for the bridge. There was no one near it ; the river had fallen about two feet, and I passed over without difficulty. My friend Jack awaited me at the liridge, and we soon stood at the side of ' Winnijieg Jack's' wigwam. I called in a mild voice, 'White Blanket! White Blanket 1' but no ' blanket ' responded. I repeated in louder tones, ' White Blanket, come ; Buffalo Jones, candy plenty ' ; but all the sound that could be heard was the barking of a little dog that stood uncomfortably near my heels. I ^vas as deter- mined to see the Indian girl as was brave Hiawatha to see his Minnehaha. Long and loud did I call and beat against the wigwam with a long stick. Jack lifted the wigwam, and said, 'I get her! ' I took a snap-shot at him in the ridiculous position while lifting the tent. Fi- nally, when the side of the teepee was raised, the old squaw crawled out, and in very broken English said, 'White Blanket sleep.' I insisted upon having her wak- ened, but the stupid old squaw merely yawned and said, 'White Blanket sleep.' And in her solemn attitude I took a "tther snap-shot. The train was to leave for Ed- monton, ^CK) miles north, at 8 o'clock, and I realized it was time to be on my return to the city ; so I went my way sorrowfully to the hotel for breakfast. It was evi- dt^nc that Jack had told the truth when he said it would be hard to get her picture, and that white men had even gone to their reservation and offered as high as $25 for one, but had never succeeded in getting it. She knew what a kodak was, as I could never induce her to uncover her face after seeing that treacherous little instrument. "The washouts on the railroad had been repaired, and our train pulled out on time. That night I found myself four hundred miles north of the northern boundary of he h- id xt le ;n )d a lO :e le g o t e t I '1 WHITE BLANKET, CANDY PLENTY. WHITE BLANKET'S FOSTER-MOTHER. ARRANQINO FCR THh JOURNEY 287 the United States, at Edmonton, ProvincH of Alherta, on the north fork of tht; 8aHkatch(nvan river. This point is the most north';rn limit of civilization. There are not to exceed a thousand inhabitants in the thriving little village. The nuvin industry is the fur trade from the far-northern countries. The next day or two was de- voted to arranging to go, as did Abraham of old, into a country I knew not of. I had often hoard sermons preached about that wonderful journey, the loneliness and dangers that surrounded it, and how terrible an undertaking it would be to attempt to penetrate the wilds where human feet had never trodden. Who could tell what the next step would reveal while wandering in such a far-away country? Yes, I had lain awake nights and endeavored to imagnie myself in such a deplor!il)le(?) situation, and to draw conclusions as to what to do when in every con- ceiva})le perilous position. If shipwrecked, I would swim ashore. Acting upon tl;is suggestion, I bought a life- preserver, made of rul)ber, to buckle around my body. If violent storms came, I would wrap in blankets made of buffalo's wool. I provided two pairs. If rain and sleet, would cover with rubber. I provided myself with gos- samers and rubber blankets. If I encountered mountains and ice, would wear shoes with steel calks. And thus I kept adding to my storehouse. My mission was to bring out from the Arctic regions musk-oxen alive, if possible; also silver-gray fox, marten, a'ul other valuable fur- Ijearing animals, to propagate on an islf .' in the Pacific ocean. I provided traps of every description, chains suit- able for animals of all sizes, ropes and swivels, bridle- bits, leather for headstalls, bull-rings for the noses of the musk-ox, chain hobbles with heavy leather straps, and every conceivable article that I thought serviceable. But the most valuable thing of iiU others, as I figured, was not neglected, — shepherd dogs, of which I procured seven. To be sure, they w^ere too small to work to sledges, but I i ir km 288 FORTY YRABB OF ADVENTURES could procuro largo dogs of tho Indiuns and Eskimos for that purponn in the far North. *'In tho line of provisions, I laid in 1,500 pounds of flour, 400 pounds of bacon, besides l)t'ans, rice, oat-meal, coffee, tea, sugar, and such minor articles as one needs on trips of this nature. When I came to load a lumber- wagon, I found it would carry but little more than half my outfit. Another team was secured, and I climbed upon one of the wagons with a dog-whistle in my mouth, os it took continual calling to keep the little dogs tog"»ther. The fourth day, through mud, rain, mosmiitocw, and large horsellies ( known in that country as ' bulldogs ' on account of their propensity for blood), we reached Athabaska landing, on the Athabaska' river, one hundred miles to the north. There, on the south ))ank of that swift moun- tain river. I built my l)oat. I gave it a finishing touch on the evening of the 18tli of July. It was 25 feet long, 0 in the beam, and had a capacity of 5, 0(H) pounds. That nigiit I was kept ))usy until eleven o'clock, transferring my 9upi)lies into it. At sunrise the following morning I weighed anchor and started off. The day was an ideal one, and I flattered myself I should find easy sailing, but before g(^ing five miles discovered that my craft was en- tirely too large to be successfully managed by one man, and that it was drifting dangerously near the shore ; while immediately ahead was a treacherous shoal. The Atha- baska river is noted for the number of these shoals and rapids, and to steer clear of them requires constant vigi- lance and good seamanship. I managed, with the aid of a large oar, working it first on one side and then on the other, to pass safely over. "About tiiree o'clock in the afternoon a terrific rain- storm overtook me, and I waa thoroughly drenched. I protected my supplies by covering them with a tarpaulin, but did not dare to crawl under it myself, as the wind I Athahaska, an Indian word meaning " without a spirit " ; or, as we would liberally translate It, "Ood-forsaken." CAMPING ON THE RIVRR-BANK 289 was constantly drifting the lunvt out of its course. As Boon as one of these peculiar tempests cleared away, an- other would follow in quick succession, and they con- tinued until sundown, when I pulled to the shore for the purpose of camping. Just as I was going to land I cast my oyes toward the bank, and saw a group of forty squuws and children intently gazing at me. I innuedi- ately turned into the current again, upon which the In- dians set up a lamentation. They had expected I would certainly land, and it would be a grand opportunity for them to bog supjjlies. "After passing a bend of the struam, and now being out of sight of the beggarly savages, I turned to the shore and tied up for the night. The first act after fastening my bout securely was to loose seven shepherd dogs and one bloodhound, that I had kept chained for over a week to prevent the Indians from stealing them; consequently they were very savage. One of them I had purchased from a half-breed boy, wlio informed me that the animal was a mixture of collie and spaniel; that he was 'a scrapper from 'way back.' The moment I turned him loose he stationed himself on the bank of the river, and as fast as the other dogs landed he ' went for ' them in- dividually, and gave them such a shaking that their howling soon informed the Indians in the whole region where I had camped. "Another storm was brewing, and I hastily set fire to a pine log, made a cup of tea, spread my robes luider a clump of trees, and after partaking of the frugal meal was soon wrapped in my blanket, listening to the patter- ing of the rain that had commenced to fall on my rubber tarpaulin. "The Indians, very shortly after I had retired, found their way to my camp, but ' Scrapper,' as I called him, led the whole pack of dogs in a break for the intruders, which I encouraged by 'sicking' them on, and in a few — 19 I 1 iLii 290 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES minutes the redskins incontinently dashed away through the brush, and left me to sleep peacefully. "I was off the next morning by four o'clock. The wind blowing from the right point, I improvised a sail, and made excellent time through the mazes of my tortu- ous course. At eight o'clock that evening I arrived at the upper end of Pelican rapids, where I was to meet a man who was to accompany me to the 'Barren Lands,' — Aleck Kennedy, a half-breed. I found three men stationed at this place, who were boring for petroleum under the au- spices of the Canadian Government. They informed me that Kennedy had gone away, and left word he could not make the promised trip. I had contracted with three men in the United States to go with me ; another at Ed- monton, three at Athabaska Landing, and this Kennedy, who had been vouched for as absolutely reliable by the Hudson Bay Company ; but all of them had backed out I What should I do? The dangeroas rapids were just iihead. I had been warned of them by every boatman I met on my journey. I knew also that there were dozens of similarly treacherous places below, but had started for the north, and go I would, pilot or no pilot. "At half-past four the next morning I whistled to my dogs, and was soon pulling through the splashing water. The roar of the falls ahead resembled the sound of dis- tant thunder. I shot down the turbulent current, apply- ing the oars vigorously, so as to give the boat a greater momentum than that of the stream, which would enable me to steer among the rocks without dashing upon them. As soon as safely by one treacherous-looking ledge, I again wor^.ed at the oars, and when near the immense boulders, rushed to the helm, and with a long sweep guided my trembling craft through the rapids, sometimes receiving a few scratches and bumps. I encountered other rapids at short intervals for fifty miles. At last the boat drifted into still water, which reminded me of the old-fashioned mill-ponds of my boyhood days. I then realized that the irough , The a sail, tortu- at the a man -Aleck med at ;he au- led me Id not . three at Ed- nnedy, by the d ontl •e just inan I dozens ted for to my water, of dis- apply- greater enable them. [ again ulders, ied my iving a pids at drifted ihioned liat the GRANO RAPIDS OF THE ATHABASKA. ?■« r! i.;l HUDSON BAY CO.'S BOAT SHOOTING" A CASCADE IN THE NINETY-MILE RAPIDS. DANGEROUS NAVIGATION 291 great rapids were near. I had been warned not to attempt to go over them, at my peril. "As I was rapidly approaching them, and could plainly hear the seething of the foaming current as it gathered momentum every instant, four boats, all occupied by In- dians except one in which were two white men, came fly- ing by, each manned by five men — four at the oars and one holding the sweep. Three passed between me and the shore, and swung in to land. I was following in good or- der, when a gust of wind careened my iDoat and forced it against a boulder whose sharp point barely rose to the level of the angry water. I realized the danger, Ijut was powerless to avoid it. The boat nearly upset, then sud- denly whirled a])out and sped on, stern first. This threw me still farther out into the current, and as I was endeav- oring to right the boat, the last one of the other party put in between me and the shore. As they were manipulating their long sweep, it struck my craft and shoved me still farther away than ever. It appeared as if the fates were against me, but I rushed to the bow and threw my ' life- line ' to .the crew of the boat. One of the oarsmen caught it, but the steersman yelled out for him to drop it, which he'did, and the next instant I was carried rapidly toward the great cascade. I was cool, and said to myself, ' Now for one more trial!' and, grab))ing the oars, pulled for the shore as I never l)efore pulled. At this juncture, one of the mounted police (who are at that far-away place to guard against casualties and prevent ardent spirits from being smuggled to the Indians), saw my danger, and waded far out into the water and shouted for me to throw him my line. It was all coiled up, and gathering it as if a))out to lasso a buffalo calf, I let it fly so as to light in the water alcove the soldier. As I intended, it drifted against his legs and he caught it, and I was luckily towed to the shore just in time to escape the dreadful cataract. "I asked the steersman who had ordered his oarsman to let go my line, why he did so. Ho exonerated hinisolf ! ■: ! i M i 292 FORTY YEARS OP ADVENTURES by saying, ' It was better for one man to be killed than six.' That was poor consolation for me, and I read him the cowboy 'riot act,' telling him I hoped to catch him in as tight a place l)efore we reached the Great Slave lake ; then I would teach him a lesson in Christianity. I asked, ' Do you know what I will do? ' ' No,' he replied. I said, 'I will rescue you and all others, or die in the attempt.' He was humiliated at the rei)roval. "All goods shipped up or down the river must be trans- ported by land over an island at least half a mile long, having a channel on each side. ( See cut of west channel.) It is an interesting sight to watch thirty or forty Indians at one time carrying furs and merchandise on their backs, making this portage. They are so trained as beasts of burden that they carry on an average from two to three hundred pounds each. They do not seem to be as lazy as our southern Indians; when they work, they go at it with a zeal that is commendable. "The Hudson Bay Fur Company has a tramway over the island, but free traders are not allowed to use it. It requires all kinds of scheming to get a cargo of furs up the river. In ascending with a loaded boat, when the foot of the falls is reached, several men are sent around to the upper end with a heavy rope about live hundred feet long. A canoe is procured at the police station, and by going far above and floating down the center of the river, the upper end of the island is reached. Then they go over to its lower extremity, tie a log to one end of their rope, fasten the other to the immense rocks, and throw the log into the seething waters. The crew on board the boat be- low dart out through the eddy, catch the line, and haul their craft up through the great frothing swells, that look almost insurmountable. Many boats lie at the foot of the falls, completely disabled from blows received in thumping against the great ))oulder8. Many a man has been hurled to death by attempting to descend the falls, and none ever survived the ordeal. ii i EXTORTIONATE INDIANS 298 "I remained here three days, and made a contract with four Indians to take me and my cargo to Fort Smith for twenty dollars ( forty skins ).^ On the 18th of July they loaded their own freight, while I was engaged in loading mine, consisting mostly of flour, bacon and other provi- sions. A third of my goods were already either in the boat or on the rock to be put in, when the interpreter said : ' Let us understand ourselves : we are to have eighty skins (worth $40) to take you to Fort Smith?' 'No, indeed I ' I respond ^-l ; ' our contract is that you are to have forty skins ' ( $20 ) . He said nothing in reply, but motioned me to take my goods back to the island, which I did. The Indians thought there was no other way to get through, and determined they would extort all they could get from me, but I was as determined to stand by the terms of our agreement or have nothing to do with them. This outlook was discouraging, as I very well knew it was impossible for any human being to run the ninety miles of rapids by himself and come out alive. What was I to do? The soldiers would not permit me to go alone; they said it would be an act of suicide. Sol went back to the island and set up my tent. Although discouraged, I was determined to make every effort pos- siljle to carry out my plans. The Hudson Bay Company had discharged several men, who were all bound south- ward for their homes. They had already been in the northern country for from six months to a year, and were anxiously counting the days when they would once more be with their families on the reservations. " I made another attempt, and by paying twenty dol- lars in advance induced a large, tine-looking Indian to accompany me to Fort McMurray, ninety miles away. He had been very taixious to become a pilot, and had fre- quently tried to get his employers to send him out as one. ' A " skin " Is an Imaginary valuation, at one time based on a beaver-skln us the unit of value, worth about fifty cents of our money ; but a beaver is now worth twelve "skins." r:fl 294 FORTY YEARfl OF ADVENTURES He reflected thu^. here was an opportunity to show hia skill, which might be of value to him in the future, as the pilot who can run all the rapids without knocking a hole or two in a flatboat commands a high salary. "All the men employed by the Hudson Bay Company told Joseph Deser]c_y, the Indian I had hired, that he was a fool to try to guide a l)oat with only one oarsman, while all other ))oats had four; that no one man could pull a boat fast enough in the rapids to give it the momentum requisite to steer it accurately, as the pilot would neces- sarily be occupied all the time at the helm. "No attention was paid to this sermonizing. We man- aged to get the boat around ready for loading, and by extraordinary exertion the work was soon accomplished, and we dropped safely down one of the most difficult rapids, I plying the oars with all the skill and energy possible. The eyes of all the Company's men, and those of the crews going down the river, were upini us, to wit- ness what they supposed an impossibility. As luck, or pluck, would have it, we shot through without touching a single rock, and as we rounded the curve, saluted the gang of officers and Indians on the island by waving our hats, and darted out of sight. We shot ov^er the big and little cascades at a certain point where a current of water from both the right and left appeared to meet, forming such a roll that we scarcely noticed the fall, the boat merely shipping about two bucketfuls during the 'shoot.' It is the only place where a boat can descend with safety ; and even there, if not exactly on the crest of the swell, a boat will swamp. " The Boiler rapida are the dread of all navigators, as no boat can go through without making a circuitous wind- ing among many boulders ; and the least variation from one particular route invariably proves fatal. The way these falls received their name was from the fact that the Hudson Bay Company were taking a large boiler down the river on a large scow, the boiler to be used in a steam- h;! EDMONTON. li. ) u If: ■iss i BOILER RAPIDS. \m RAPIDB BUCCEeBFULI.Y PASSED 295 boat they were building nt Clii]ipe\vayan. The pih)t ))e- canio ' ratth'd,' and h)8t liis cf)Ui'SH. The soow struck a boulder, and was divided in halves; the boiler dropped to the bottom, and has never ))een discovered. Ever sinc(», this portion of the river has been known as ' Boiler rapids.' In fact, this stretch of ninety miles is a continuation of cascades and rapids, making the journey one of continual dread and exciting adventure. "When we arrived at Fort McMurray we had made the ninety miles without a scratch, while ;i\: of the other four boats in venturing thedangerou* pas 'e liad frc/ui three to four holes apiece knocked i.. '-Lei.!, one nearly sinking. The very Indians who h,' . 9i;:sed me passage smashed their boat, and were badly sea; d. " The extraordinary efforts exev 'ed by myself in this perilous undertaking were so great 'ii.b I was nearly ex- hausted; and my hands were covered with blisters. " Here I paid off" my pilot with an extra fee in the shape of a pocket-knife and other trinkets so pleasijig to the sav- age, which he prized more than the original sum of money which I had given him. I also gave liim such a first-class certificate that it would have entitled him to a similar position on a fast-line American steamer crossing the At- lantic ocean. I shall never forget the expression on my rough pilot's face when we got into any difficulty dashing among the rocks ; the poor fellow could not speak one word of English, nor I of Cree. "When in the most dnn- gerous places he would yell most hideously, ' Scow 1 scow I pemi-scow I ' which I soon learned meant, ' Row ! row I row hard I ' " Sunday, July 25th, was an uneventful day. I was again captain, mate, pilot, and deck-hand, navigating down the Athabaska quite peacefully, excepting now and then when compelled to row briskly to keep from being thrown against a boulder, or drifting upon a bar of quick- sand. On Monday morning I passed the mouth of Red river, which I afterward learned was the home of Siena, n i :ii 200 FORTY VKARB OF ADVKNTIIIIKIH the lihevutor of tho Slave tribe of Indians. At noon the Hun shono very liriglit and hot; yes, hot! and in the U'l^id zone. The thermometer undoul)t('dly would have regis- tered one hundred degrees, if I luid had one to hang in the shady part of my craft. Three of the boats were far in advance, as they had floated all night. The wind was !)lowing stilt" and strong from the southwest; it struck me fair, and was fast propelling me on to a sandbar. I pulled for my life I It was impossible at first to perceive any re- Hi)onse to my desperate efforts. Finally, however, the ))oat yielded to my exertions, and in another hour was floating down the river northward again. At this junc- ture I lost all consciousness, and when reason returned I found my boat lodged near the north end of a long island. I had over-exerted myself, and the result was a slight sunstroke. Realizing in some way what had happened, I mannged to get hold of a towel, and with it applied water to my head. I recovered sufficiently to enal)le me to think, although my brain was in a measure paralyzed. I found my valise, and tried to get at my medicines, among which was camphor. My mind was not lucid enough to distinguish it from anything else, so I must have substi- tuted Jamaica ginger for what I really wanted, for when fully recovered I found my camphor-bottle tied up just as it came from the drug-store : the ginger had evidently been opened and a tables[)oonful used. " I soon became aware of the fact that if the other boat passed me on the opposite side of the island I would be in a dilemma, so I pushed off and managed to land again at the end oi the island, where I tied up and awaited results. Had the other boat passed, or not ? was a problem that worried me very much. I laid down under some bushes, and patiently watched for an hour at least. Finally, around the bend on the opposite side from where I had lodged first, I saw the boat coming; I cut loose and drifted into the stream, and as the craft came near I asked permission to tie to it, which privilege was most WEATHKU IN TIIK KAB NORTH 207 graciously griintod. Soon I was almost insonsible, l)ut toward night regained strength and reasoning faculties. Wo camped for the night. " On Tuesday I was able to paddle my own boat. The wind shifted more to the westward, and blew a gale. My course was almost northeastwardly until reaching Lake Athal)aska. I converted one of my tariiaulins into a sail, which sent me flying at the rate of ten miles an hour. At eleven o'clock in the morning I found myself high on a sandbar. The only way to avoid it was to jump into the water and 'boost' the boat olF, which was not a very pleasant job, as the day was cold. At one o'clock the lake ap])eared, and almost l)efore I knew it I was forging through its groat waves, which rolled like those of the Atlantic ocean. Had it not l)een for the warning of the crew just ahead, in another moment I would have rushed beyond the limit of safety; but by pulling desperately swung my boat into an inlet to the loft, when, by wading in miul and water to my slumlders, I at last anchored to the shore of a small island, on which I built a fire among the driftwood. I now changed clothing, and felt more comfortable. It seemed the coldest day I had ever ex- perienced, as a cold, sleety rain was falling. " Let me interpolate right here, that I left my home in Perry, Oklahoma, in a rain-storm, and since then not a day had passed, up to this time, without a downpour. " It is impossible to row on Lake Athabaska, excepting in a calm. I floated along the shore through the reeds and rushes, made one moi'e camp directly opposite the post of Chippewayan, and the next day again entered the lake; but on account of the prevailing high winds was unable to use my oars, and my Imrk was so tossed on its waves that I was obliged to again tie up. " The region is a perfect paradioe for waterfowl; ducks were constantly in sight, accompanied by their young, feeding on the abundance of snails and bulbs found in profusion. Many Indians live in the Athabaska lake re- tfM- 11 '2W KOKTY YKAHH OK ADVKNTrUKfl gion; they (leptMid for eubHiHtencp cliiclly on flHliiiig and Imiitiiiv;. " In tho nvoniuR T rowed up a bayou to the forks of the river, and down anotlu'r stream, in order to get aw near th»' fort as poHHihlo. At eleven o'clock that night I went into camp seven milcH south of Fort Chippewayan, tho wind blowing furionsly. At three in the morning I awoke, discovered tiiat the wind had ceased, and was soon otf for the fort. I had not proceeded morci than a mile ))efore a breeze began to rise, and by the time I had gone three miles it struck squarely against the bow of my boat. It was too late to retreat; the only thing to do was to continue across. I threw myself with all force on the oars, and pulled till ten o'clock, when I arrived at an island about one mile distant from the fort. I was so ex- hausted from my efforts that I could go no farther, but after a cup of cotfee and plenty of whitefish, pulled over to the fort, where all the Indian boys and girls of the village had congregated to see ' Buffalo Jones,' the man who had rowed a flatboat across the lake alone. "At the village of Chippewayan the Catholic Church has established a mission, as has also the Church of Eng- land. Both have schools for tho children, and fine gar- dens in which are grown every variety of vegetal)le8 common to that far-away northern country. Potatoes do exceedingly well, and wheat sometimes ripens as far north as this; the best bushel exhibited at Philadelphia in 1876 was grown at this place. "Athabaska lake is seven miles wide at the mouth of Athabaska river, which flows into the lake on its south side. The lake is 240 miles long and about sixty miles wide. There are no dwellings on its south shore, as it is one vast marsh, once evidently part of the lake, but is gradually filled in by the immense amount of sediment washed down from the mountains and the great fertile plains through which the stream flows. Some day the lake will be no more. It is said that the wind never ONE OK THE INDIANS KEPENTH 209 cf'HscH Ulowiiii? on tliirt vivst HluM't of wattu*. and tlio stories of umny tliHUHtcrH ur»> cunY'nt among tho inhabitants. They pay, also, that many bo its have been driven out to i»Ha by the heavy west and northwest winds, never to re- turn. " Here I overtook the four Indians who broke their con- tract to carry mo to Fort Smith. They had preceded me al)out two hcmrs. One of them, John Tindell, thoroughly repented ot uie mistreatment I had received, and told mo that if I would allow him to take his goods into my boat the other fellowH might go on alone (as he was on y their interpreter), and he would help me through to Fort Smith. I (lid not hesitate very long, and we soon loaded six hun- dred pounds of Hour and other supplies that he had jour- neyed eight hundred miles to procure for winter use, and started for the river that rises four miles west of the vil- lage. The wind was blowing furiously against us, and wo drifted to the southwest. I took out my map and asked Tindell why we should not take the channel that puts out at the southwest corner of the lake and runs both ways, to Peace river and from Peace river to the lake, according to the height of the stream.^ 'AH right,' he replied, and we shot through the great rolling waves of the lake, missed the channel that leads to the river, and were blown high on to a sandbar. We managed to retreat and get into the channel, but found the water ilowing to the lake very slowly. As the wind was partly in our favor, we put up our sail and went up to where the stream crosses an- other,— a curious phenomenon, two rivers crossing each other; perhaps it is the only place in the world where ' This may appear somewhat contradictory. The explanation is thip : The direction of the water varies according to the volume of water In Pence river, and the direction ot the wind on the lake ; i.e., when the Peace river is swollen from freiihets, its water is forced through a small river about forty miles long Into the lake ; but should there be a strong east wind, the water of the lake would be forced up in tlte west end and the water would run into the Peace river. Again, when the river Is low tlie water of thn lake always flows into the river, except when there is a strong ."est wind that forces the water o£ the lake to the east end ; then the water of the rlv*r >mptles Into the lak^. So about half of the time the water in the short river runs !n or.o direction, and hcif In the other. 800 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES i such a thing occurs. When we reached the other stream we found it was flowing slowly toward Peace xiver ; so we went westward again thirty miles, and at sunset on the 1st of August entered the waters of the Peace. "I was very much surprised at its width — so much greater than I expected; it was fully a mile across, and, as far as I could see to the west, of the same breadth. We swung to the north and floated toward the Slave river, which is thirty miles below, and where the Peace intersects the main river out of Lake Athabaska. The wind had been against us all day, and I was very much fatigued. I told Tindell to keep watch and I would sleep, part of the night ; so I threw myself on some sacks of flour and was soon dreaming I was at my old occupation of holding down the Legislature of Oklahoma, as sergeant-at-arms. When I awoke, the boat was in an eddy just above a sharp fall over boulders, and Tindell was rolled in his blanket fast asleep. I quickly grabbed the oars and shouted to him to guide the boat, and we were soon safely past this dangerous place. ' ' The 2d of August was the first whole day without rain since I had left Oklahoma, nearly two months previously. The wind was in our favor most of the time, and by hoist- ing sail we made rapid progress. "We soon reached the great falls of the Slave river, where we hauled the boat and cargo on the shore to avoid sixteen miles of dangerous rapids, which cannot be suc- cessfully passed. The Hudson Bay Company has oxen at this place to portage its goods around these, the last falls to be encountered. I had only about fifteen hundred miles fnrther to go, and I felt encouraged in the reflec- tion that my journey would soon be at an end. " It was August 3 that I landed here (Smith's Land- ing ), a Hudson Bay post, half-way between Forts Chippe- wayan and Resolution, where I was invited to a council of ' great chiefs.' An interpreter told me with great solemnity that these men had come a long way to meet me. They COUNCIL OP THE "great chiefs" 801 had heard of my advent into the country, and warned me not to take any animals out alive; they were nearly starved to death already, and if I took musk-oxen away all other animals would follow and the people surely per- ish. I listened attentively until they had finished ; then I told them that I had come three thousand miles, not to destroy, but to preserve the very animals they had been killing for their subsistence. That they must learn to foster and propagate them or they certainly would perish of hunger. That they must do away with their foolish superstitions; make fences, cut hay, capture the moose, reindeer, musk-ox, buffalo, and other animals ; keep them where they could always have them for meat when the winter winds whistled around and snow covered the earth. All of this was repeated to them by their interpreter, to whom they attentively listened, and agreed to take it un- der advisement. ' ' I intended to keep right on to the habitat of the musk-ox. I did not expect to violate any statutes of the Northwest Territory, and as long as I had the law on my side, felt that I should succeed. Of course I expected to encounter many difficulties in bringing the animals out alive, but had no idea of abandoning the project. The Indians I met belonged to three tribes: the Cbippe- wayans, Crees, and Slaves. I expected to have some red- hot times even in that cold country, and hoped to return to the United States by the first of Deceml^er of that year, unlebH prevented by the red devils that were already show- ing such a defiant spirit." ^1 ■H % 1 i f 1 ■ , t ^ ■ 1; ! 1 m 1 Ml: CHAPTER XIX BOUND NORTHAVARD INDIANS ORDER HIM TO RETURN — REACHES GREAT SLAVE LAKE — TOSSED AT MIDNIGHT BY AN ANGRY TEMPEST — FINDS RUINS OF SEARCHING PARTY, FORT RELIANCE IN- DIANS CONGREGATE FROM EVERY QUARTER TREACHERY OF "big INDIAN" SIENA I REMAINED ji week at Fort Smith, waiting upon the humor of the Indians to assist me in going around the rapids, which are sixteen miles long. The Indians alone are depended upon to make the terribb- excit- ing and dangerous passage of the river. It is as much as a white man can endure to traverse swamps and climb the apparently interminable hills and battle with the swarms of persistently voracious mosquitos, saying noth- ing of attempting to "shoot" the rapids. The ways of the red men of the North are as dark and mysterious as are those of their brethren farther south. The Indians I had employed to assist in making the port- age with my boat and ^oods were six days on their way across the portage, and on the first day only did they even show a disposition to accomplish what they had promised. Then I was coolly informed that they would not carry any more goods across, because they had learned my mission was to take live animals out of their country. In fact, they impudently told me to pack up my traps and row south again. I firmly informed them that I would take my goods and myself where I pleased, and would go north (802) THE BIG INDIANS" THAT WARNED ME NOT TO CAPTURE WILD ANIMALS. 'M ! \ ![ I HUDSON BAY CO.'S BOAT GRAHAM, ON THE MACKENZIE RIVER AND GREAT SLAVE LAKE. CONCERNING FROBTS 808 in spite of tlifir protests. At last they appeared to iin- derstaiul that I was not to Ije intimidated by any of their threats, and they let me alone. On the 10th of August I associated with me Mr. William Armstrong and J. R. Rea, two of the most determined and successful pioneers ni the whole northern region. I also sent for Mr. David Van Nest, of Oklahoma, who had promised to join me if his services were required. I had made up my mind that if four white men were not able to control matters coiniected with our little expedition, I did not intend to call in requisition the aid of any of the Indians ttj help us out. It was my purpose to remain there for a few days, then proceed to Fort Resolution, on the Great Slave lake, thence three hundred miles northeast, where our camp was to be estal)lished. I ex})ected to reach the latter point l)y the 10th of September, and on the first of the toUc.w ing month hoped to start homeward. Should the musk-.^\ -n be found too far away for us to return liy tiie 20th oi Oc- tober, the lake would doubtless be frozpn over ai.'i pre- clude our pa'^sagi' on the return trip by open water. I intended to send news to Fort Resolution by a shepherd dog, to be forwarded to Edmonton ))y a dog train, whicti leaves there in midwinter for the latter place, more than a thousand miles distant. I had not ' ard a word from the United States since the 24th of .T . and did not ex- pect to until my return from the " B; a Lands " to Fort Resolution. Probably the people of the Unitei' ^tates entertain the same idea which I did concerning tbs remote region, viz., that the farther north one trave' the colder the tem- perature becomes, l)oth in sumnv , and winter. This is n(»t the case. Frost does not make its appearance at Fort Smith after the first of June, or until al:)out the middle of September; while at Winnipeg, ush on an island in the Great Slave lake loaded with fruit, every berry of which was as large as a cherry. I i)rocured a dozen cuttiviga, and hoped to propagate some of the "Barren Lards'" productions at home. The reason for this seemingly paradoxical condition of vegetation is easily accounted for. There the sun shines almost continuously for many days, and although the seasons are very short, i:he pro- longed light and frequency of showers induce as perfect results as it is possible for nature to etl'ect. During the winter months the weather reaches tlie extreme of cold, which is intense, with Jnit little variation of temperatiin-. The absence of bugs and most other insects, which fur- ther south, in their season attack everything in the way of vegetation, is one of the notable features of that region. Mir INHABITANTS OP THE SLAVE RIVER COUNTRY 305 Reptiles are unheard of ; but the gnat and mosquito are monarchs, though their reign is of short duration. The inhabitants of the Shive river country are all In- dians, with the exception of a few traders who venture out there to collect furs from the natives. Their princi- pal food is game and fish ; very few ever accumulate an amount of furs sufficient to permit them to indulge in the luxury of a sack of flour, worth from fifteen to twenty-five cents a pound. The men are the most con- summate and artful beggars in existence ; and when they fail to accomplish their ends they send their squaws to try their luck. If they are unsuccessful, the little chil- drnn are forced into the service. Often small girls only ten to fourteen years old would come into our camp, and remain for hours, even far into the night, unless thny re- ceived a morsel to eat, or were driven away. Tlipy did not speak a word, but watclied every movement, and if very, very hungry would crowd nearer the fire where the cooking was in process, and if given a scrap to eat would leave only to return the next morning, continuing their visits as long as we remained in that locality. I am told that the problem of food is getting more desperate each returning season. The Government makes no provision for their support, as no treaty has ever been made. Surely, the future of the northern red man is deplorable to contemplate. At sunset on the 18th of August I took leave of Fort Smith, which is situated at the north end of the great falls, about sixteen miles north of Smith's Landing. It must be remembered that in referring to places I visited as 'forts,' they are not in any sense apposite to the term ; no troops have ever been sent into that desolate region, hence, the so-called forts have never been garrisoned. Tliey are merely trading-posts of the fur companies. My embarkation was a gloomy one; the clouds hung black and dismal over the limited area of vision, for high em- bankments lay in every direction. Scarcely had I palled 20— up I 800 rOBTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES to the center of the great river when the rain commenced to fall in torrents, and a terrible darkness overshadowed everything, and I was compelled to row to the shore, wet through and chilled to the bone. Oh, how dreary and desolate the traveler's camp in a cold storm, isolated from all sounds excepting that of his own voice and the continuous dropping of the rain! By spreading a tent to protect my goods and crawling un- der a part of it, I managed to sleep until daybreak. What a blessing it is that one can sleep under such circum- stances, forgetting all his troubles ; perchance to dream of happy days, vanished forever I On awakening, his cares are multiplied, the dream having increased them by the disappointment of its reality. On the 17th of August I caught a first glimpse of the Great Slave lake. There I met an old half-breed, from whom I learned that many years ago the Cree Indians of the south had come to this far-away country, captured the natives, and carried them back to their own villages, where they were doomed to a hopeless bondage of slavery. The raids of the southern tribes w<'re of such frequent occurrence and so successful in results, that the name " Slaves " became the appellation of the northern tribes, and from them the lake and th*' river were given their names by the first white men who entered the region. I was compelled to leave my boat at Smith's Landing, as I could not induce any of the Indians to assist me in making the portage. I l)orrowed a boat below the rapids, of a trader at Fort Resolution, and came through with it. I might have been obliged to remain there all wint*^r, had I not met some kind white man who showed me the mercy which the Indians denied, as they had a grievanc against me. I found on arriving at Fort Resolution thut the In- dians had H(-'nt a letter on ahead of me by their runners, commanding their people not to assist me in any way. I was compelled to build a boat suitable for traversing the dangerous and turbulent waters of the lake, and had OPPOHEI) BY THE INDIANS 807 only the assistance of my friend Mr. Rea, and of a half- breed Indian who liade defiance to the traditions of his tribe and the dictation of the headmen. There was no large timber in the vicinity, and the only resource was the driftwood. We were obliged to follow the shore for many miles before any logs were found 8uital)le for our purpose. Then we had to raft them to our camj) and saw them up by hand, to get lumber to construct the boat. All this took valuable time, and before the boat was ready for launching the weather was growing colder and more disagreeable. There are no people north of Edmonton that one can employ, excepting the Indians. I had engaged numbers of them to assist on my journey and in bu'lding boats, but invariably every one broke his promise, and refused to continue even for double the wages ordinarily paid. For that reason I made up my mind that Indians wtmld not work. When I arrived here, the mystery was solved. .It appeared there had been mysterious messengers sent ahead, and after me, from Edmonton, who carried orders warning all Indians of the purpose of my mission; and ordering them to refuse me any assistance whatever, and to place all the o1)stacle8 in my way possible, even to kill- ing the animals I might capture, rather than permit them to leave the country. What surprised me more than anything else was that some of the Hudson Bay Company's officials prompted the savages to take the action which they did, particu- larly Dr. McKey, of Chippewayan. He came out l)oldIy, and advised the Indians in my presence not to f^ive me assistance in any form ; and when h»- saw they coukl not turn me back, he took it upon himself to read me, from a volume of statutes, the law in relation to killing game in the Northwest Territory, notifying me that if I violated it he would "prosecute me to the bitter end.'* He said he had called his pet)ple together to take the su))JH3t of my intentions under consideration, and that they were v~xy ■'.■Si I'll m I 11, «08 FOPTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES indignant, etc. To be sure, I did not kill any game and the Doctor waB not smart enough to follow nie to find out whether I did. I learned he had an Indian woman for a wife or mistress; had a houseful of half-breed children to look after, and I presume these facts, as well as his being a hireling of the Hudson Bay Company, prevented him from keeping an eye on me. A letter had Iso been sent ahead of me to the high priests and big chiefs, bearing the commands I have re- ferred to. I tried hard to get a photograph of the letter, but the Hudson Bay Company's interpreter at Fort Reso- lution, who had it in his charge, declared he had lost it, which I knew to be a subterfuge to prevent me from pho- tographing it. The document was one mass of hiero- glyphics and characters, readable only by the natives. I had only one hope of success, and that was the aid of Messrs. Armstrong, Rea, and Van Nest. They agreed to stay with me until we wen successful, if it required ten years. I was it)ld all along the route ))y Hudson Bay Company traders that I would never take a musk-ox out of the northern country, and that I was only wasting my time to attempt it, for the Indians would never help me in the least. More than that, if I did get any, the In- dians would kill them rather than permit them to go out of the country alive. I now believe and realize the fact that some of these traders knew of the conp])iracy and the letters that had been sent in advance of my coming. As a rule, I found most of the white men of the north- ern country were very hospitable and kindly disi)ost'd ; particularly so was Mr. James McKinley, of Fort Smith. He has charge of the Hudson Bay Company's headquar- ters there, and superintends the transportation of their goods across the portage. Their freight is hauled on two- wheeled ox-carts. The oxen are wintered in sheds, with an abundance of choice hay for ^orage, cut near that place. I desire to mention among the employes of the Company those who were very courteous to me and as- CURRENCY AT FORT RESOLUTION 809 Bisted me in many little waye, Mr. Gaudet and Mr. Cam- Bell. Ed. Nagle, of Fort Resolution, is a free trader on his own responsibility. He is a gentleman in the strict- est meaning of the term. His wife is the only white lady in that region. When September arrived the nights were chiliy, and when the rain was not pouring down it was generally frosty and cold. Money is no inducement to people in this region; they do not know what a dollar or a shil- ling is. I have often heard political speakers assert from the stump that they wanted "a dollar good the world over." I am certain they were never out of the United States, especially never in the land of the aurora borealis. All the gold or silver dollars in the world would not have purchased nails enough to build my boat, for the nails were not to be had there. Even if there were plenty, the Indians would not trade them for coin, as their unit of value is a "skin." A skin was originally a beaver-skin, and all values were based on it. A beaver-skin at present is worth "twelve skins," a marten is worth "five skins," etc. They do not even have greenbacks, gold, silver or copper to repre- sent tht'ir unit of value. It is worse than any fiat money ever advocated, as its basis is only imaginary; still, it serves all dBmands. Fortunately, I had brought with me about fifteen pounds of assorted nails, and they were of more value in )joat-buikling than all the gold or silver I could have car- ried. On the 6th of September my boat was completed. The little yacht was a 'daisy'; twenty-two feet long and six feet beam. The wind and rain were strong from the east. Northeast was our course, yet we were obliged to go five miles westward to round a point that incloses a bay. What an experience we had aft^r leaving Fort Resolution on the Gth! I had often been told of the perils and haz- ards of the "Great Spirit lake"; that it was the most IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET {MT-3) & 1.0 1.1 1.25 ^1^ H^ US. mil 2.0 lU u 1.4 1.6 6' VI ^ //, 7: /A ''^ 7 Hiotographic Sciences Corporation f\ ^ <^^ «\* ■1>^ :\ \ ^^ v ^ ^ ^>A ^ ^^<^ o^ ^^% '^.U ^^L 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14SB0 (716)872-4503 0 810 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES 11 • treacherous of all waters ; that the storms rose when least expected; the waves so short and choppy that no boat could be constructed that would withstand the tem- pests, and many were the bones of human skeletons that strewed the bottom, where bottom was to l^e found; that in numeroixs places no bottom had ever ])eeu discovered, — which is no doubt true, as we had no line sufficiently long tc iathom it. On the 8th of September came a howling blizzard from the north, but we were in a good harbor, and suffered ))ut "ittle from the raging storm. On the morning of the next day the wind sliifted to the wost, exactly in our fa- vor, and we sailed eastward to the "Point of Rocks," where it agaii\ veered to the southeast. Here we were compelled to sail northeast to an island fifteen miles away. The wind was blowing a perfect gale, but the In- dians who accompanied us agreed to make the venture, and at four o'clock we set sail. After going about five miles the wind shifted due east, which was almost a head- wind to where we were going. Then the heavens began to roll and tumble; the waves commenced to emulate them, while the gale increased in fierceness, piling the billows up in great black masses. Then came a tempest of wind with increased velocity, heaping them higher and higher, until they seemed to reach the low black clouds alxwe them. What a night it was! In the stern sat " Old Siena" (the Indian had passed the allotted threescore and ten), guiding our frail bark, as the mighty waves tossed us about like a straw. The old fellow would occa- sionally emit a groan, which seemed as if it might be his last; at times I could not see his form, crouched down under the inky blackness surrounding us. All the others could do was to bail water as rapidly as possible, and by herculean exertions we managed to keep our craft afloat on the angry surf. Hour after hour slowly — oh, how slowly! — passed away; where we were, no one could tell. None of the TOBBED BY THE BTORM ON GREAT SLAVE LAKE 811 Indians could speak a word of English, much less could I speak a word of theirs, — the language of the "Yellow Knife" tribe. Mr. Rea and an Indian in another boat, of the same dimensions as mine, started at the same time we did, with an agreement that we were to keep as near each other as possible, thus making the risk of life much less than if we were far separated. They had been driven from us, or we from them, but which, no one could tell ; there were, how- ever, never two more helpless crafts tossed hither and thither on the dark deep sea. It was long after the mid- night hour as we still struggled with nature's most dan- gerous elements, wind and water, when suddenly appeared, a little to the right, a black object. I shouted to the old savage in the stern, and pointed toward it. Ih spoke to the young Indian, in the bow, and he responded, "An- noe 1 " I had no idea what " annoe " meant, but from the joyous tones of the young savage's voice, I felt certain that it must be land. Unfortunately, the wind was blow- ing directly from it, which made it impossible for us to land. I made signs to turn and tack, so as to make it if possible, but the old fellow shook his head and yelled to his companion, and immediatel}'^ a most exciting colloquy occurred between them, which made me feel uncomfort- able indeed, for I really thought we had missed the island and were drifting to sea. Finally the old savage bore heavily down on the long sweep he used as a rudder, and we changed our course more to the left, and sped on more swiftly through the foaming surf, with the wind bearing harder on our broad sail than before, and in a moment we were in the trough of the terrible sea, the huge waves striking the boat sideways. Then of all the rolling and pitching T had ever experienced (and I have twice crossed the Atlantic, sailed on the Gulf of Mexico, and all the great lakes), it was that hour in our harassing position that night, or rather, morning. Again our young Indian yelled out, "Annoe I annoe I " ji?i n Ml I \ ill t i 812 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES (island). Just ahead I saw a dim, dark object. Imag- ine the sensation that came over me ; the chills traversed up and down my spinal column ; I trembled between hope and despair. It was only for a moment, happily, as my pilot swung the boat still more to the left, so as to make the leeward side of the island. I could clearly see the trees waving before the maddened tempest, and hope pre- dominated; fear was left behind, for in a few moments we were brought into one of the prettiest little harbors I ever saw, with mountains of moss-covered rocks on all sides. Where was Mr. Rea ? We fired guns and carried torches to the highest peaks, bnt there was no responsive signal. A. bright beacon-fire was kept burning at the apex of the loftiest mountaia we could ascend. Then we rolled our- selves in our blankets, wet, cold, and disturbed in mind, — at least I was, for the safety of my companion. I was soon asleep, and enjoyed that rest we all so much needed after our adventurous and dangerous voyage. At the first streak of dawn the beacon-fire was again kindled, to make smoke, and our guns discharged, but there was no response excepting the reverberating echoes. About eight o'clock, however, the young Indian pointed to an island several miles distant to the northeast, and exclaimed, "Conl" (fire). I could plainly see a streak of blue smoke ascending from among the little peaks, and •)y the aid of my field-glasses could easily discern the mainmast of a boat. This was indeed joy for me ; break- fast was hurriedly prepared and disposed of, and as the wind had completely subsided, we soon were plying the oars, and after a long pull, joined our comrades*, who were without bread or meat, as the pro' isions had all been loaded into my boat. When we reached them, mutual congratulations were had on our fortunate escape frooi watery deaths, and we all indulged in a social cup of tea, exchanging experiences regarding one of the most terrible nights that had ever fallen to our lot. TREACHERY OP OLD SIENA 818 Tlie old chief and two young Indians had been em- ployed by Mr. Rea to pilot him to Fo;:t Reliance, before it was known that I was to accompany him. There they were to take him on a musk-ox hunt in October, and had the contract made in writing, and witnessed at Fort Res- olution, True, the old chief did not sign it, for the simple reason that he could not write; yet its terms were acqui- esced in verbally. But when he discovered I was to be one of the party, and that I was to get musk-oxen alive, he was horrified ; and when we arrived at Fort Reliance and demanded to be piloted to the place where tlie herd of coveted oxen were to be found, he absolutely refused to move a step further under any consideration. We ex- plained to the other Indians, as best we could, the stipu- lations of the contract, and in his presence denounced him in the bitterest terms to be found in their language. On the 22d of September we arrived at Fort Reliance, having made three hundred miles since leaving Fort Reso- lution. The prevailing wind during our voyage had been from the northeast, and on the 9th of September and up to the 2l8t we had it directly ahead, or no wind at all. Oars were our only propelling power, and we consequently made slow progress, especially against the furious wind and a heavy sea. About three o'clock in the morning of the 21st, a brisk breeze came from the west, and we rolled out of our blankets, hoisted our sails, and went flying through the foaming water. We were then within forty miles of our destination ( Fort Reliance), but as the sun rose higher in the heavens the wind abated, and again we were left to our only resource, "paddling our own canoe," and obliged to cross a large bay fifteen miles in width. At sundown we reached the opposite shore, all tired out. After we had partaken of our evening meal we fully ex- pected to lie down and indulge in a good rest. The In- dians had been firing their guns all the afternoon ; it is a common custom among them, when approaching a village 814 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES after they have been absent for a time, to fire a salute as soon as within hearing distance. The longer they have been gone, the more salutes are given. Also, if they have been successful on their hunt the number of salutes is in- creased accordingly. The Indians told us they would row us to Fort Reliance, fifteen miles ahead, if we would per- mit it, and that we might sleep in the boats. We decided to allow them their own way for once. Being very tired, we were soon fast asleep, but were suddenly aroused by the report of a gun a little distance ahead. On looking up, "Old Siena" and young Pierre were tumbling over each other after something, for a moment I could not tell what. In another moment Pierre had my Winchester and was sliding shot after shot straight into the air, while the old chief had my double- barreled shotgun and was going through the same j)er- formance. It was my favorite breech-loader, and he was running the shells into it as fast as possible, while the younger one was emptying the magazine of my Winches- ter, and was in the act of reaching over for a bag of cart- ridges to dispose of them in the same manner. I grabbed hold of it first, and that put an end to their fun for that night. All this time there was a continual blaze of flashes from the guns on the shore, and also from those in the flotilla of birch-bark canoes just ahead of us. It was a wild-looking scene. It did not take them long to get to our boats, and then we must shake hands with the whole lot. Old Siena said, "La teal la teal" and all of us understood what that meant. Ho was going ashore and give his hungry friends a great feast of tea and "molar metsou" (white man's dinner), but Mr. Rea and I concluded that as we had just finished a hearty sup- per it would last us until midnight, at least. Mr. Rea shouted to Old Siena as he was swinging my boat to shore, "Ela!" (no). By signals and what few words of the Slave language we could command, we notified the chief that we must either go on until midnight, or no " la tea." L.. ARRIVAL AT FORT RELIANCE 815 This wuB cold comfort for the Indians, who had been without tea for months, and perhaps years without tast- ing bread. We were well satisfied that the whole tribe expected to feast off our supplies as long as they held out. The Indians all laid down their oars, and our barks drifted before a stiff easterly gale in the direction whence they had come. Finally, Mr. Rea made the old chief understand that when we should reach a point five miles away, that we had noticed before dark, we would have "la tea." Upon this gratifying intelligence the oars were quickly put in motion again ; one large canoe shut off' ahead, and before our boats were half-way to the oJj- jective point, a brilliant fire was burning there. It was nearly midnight when w'e arrived. A quantity of tea. Hour, some bacon and tobacco were handed out to tlie In- dians. We then rolled up in our blankets and slept in our boats until daylight. When we awoke, the whole group of Indians were seated around the fire, drinking tea and smoking their pipes. They had not slept a moment during the whole night; it was the greatest "hurrah" they ever had. On the 22d we pulled about four miles farther to the northeast, and landed at Fort Reliance at 9 o'clock a. m. On our arrival, there came swarms of Indians from every point of the compass, for several days, but we shut off on all their begging, excepting to give them some tea, encnigh for one meal only. They appeared very much disap- pointed. Doubtless they had expected to spend several weeks with us, helping to enjoy our winter supply of pro- visions. Fort Reliance is not and never was a fort in the com- monly accepted definition of the term. It is where Capt. Geo. Back, of the Royal Navy, passed the winter of 1888-4, sixty-five years ago. Capt. Back was Sir John Franklin's most trusted friend, and on his first expedition to the Arctic regions, through most heroic efforts, relief reached Franklin and the few survivors of his party, at Fort En- (1 m ! I I III ill 810 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES terprise, during the winter of 1820. Fort Reliance was built many years after the last-mentioned date, while Capt. Back was in search of Capt. John Ross, who had al- most been given up as lost in the eternal ice of the Arctic Circle. A little history of the relief expedition will not be out of place here : " Owing to the long absence of Capt. Ross, of the Vic- toria, in the northern seas, a relief and exploring ex- pedition was organized under command of Capt. Back, intending to reach the north coast of America by descend- ing the Great Fish river. This was supposed to flow in a northeast direction, and reach the sea at no great dU- tance from the longitude in which Perry's ship 'Fury' hnd been abandoned in 1824. It was known that Ross wuuld endeavor to reach this spot and take some of the store of provisions piled up on the beach. Capt. Back, therefore, in 1888 reached the Great Slave lake, and ad- vanced by Aylmer lake to Clinton Golden lake, and made an examination of the headwaters of the Fish river. Then he returned to the wooded country by way of Artil- lery lake to winter. At the eastern end of the Great Slave lake he built his winter quarters, and called the j)lace Fort Reliance. " Early in the spring a start was made, and during the summer he successfully descended the river to the sea, and by fall had returned to his former winter quarters, where he passed the winter of 1884, and then returned to England." The old quarters were of great interest from a historical point of view. Capt. Back chose this s^jot on account of the abundance of wood in the vicinity for the construc- tion of his cabins and for fuel. It will be remembered that Capt. Back passed through Hudson bay, up the Sas- katchewan river, and down tlie AtLabaska and Slave rivers to Fort Resolution and Clinton Golden lake and » was Bvhile d al- rctic 1 not Vic- ex- lack, end- in a dii^- Liry ' R093 tlie ack, ad- and ver. L-til- reat the the 3ea, era, I to cal ;of uc- I'ed as- ive nd O z < -I Ui K (- (E O u. I- < CO z RUINS OF CAI'TAIN HACK H CABINH «17 UJ O z < UJ cc \- et 2 I- < to z a: back to Fort Reliance, during tho summer of 1888. H(! returned from Clinton Golden lake by way of Artillery lake, the same route which we followed when in pursuit of musk-oxen. In his report to the Admiralty he said: "At Cat, or Artillery lake, we abandoned our canoe and performed the rest of our journey on foot, over precipitous rocks, through frightful gorges and ravines, heaixnl with masses of granite, and narrow ledges where a false step would have been fatal." The buildings tho gallant captain constructed were of logs, but they were long since destroyed by fire, and the only relics of the once substantial cabins are the stone chimneys, by the fire of which tL >se early explorers kept themselves from freezing, and experienced those hardships which are now a part of the history of the search for the Northwest passage. There are four of these remains of chimneys, and tho only marks by which one can distin- guish the outlines of the cabins are the moss-covered ridges that mark their place. The chimneys were of gigantic dimensions, measuring five by eight feet at their base; two still standing, whose tops are fourteen feet from the; ground, show their height. The mortar emphjyed in their construction was clay, without any admixture of lime, but its place substituted )>y sand. The clay hud to he conveyed in boats from a point four miles up the river. The Indians knew where it came from, and showed us the spot ; it appears to be the only clay in all that barren re- gion. Grass had been worked into the mortar, after the Mexican method of making their sunburnt bricks or adobes, or such as the children of Israel used excepting when Pharaoh denied them the straw. The mortar seems to be as good to-day as when first used. The cabins, judg- ing from the charred remains of portions of a bottom log, had been destroyed by fire, and they were so well pre- served that I extracted a stick about a foot long from one, which was reasonal)ly sound. "i- li i ^ iiii HIS KOKTY YRARH OF ADVKNTURES We found Hi'V>'rivl articles in dij^ning iiniong the ruins, anioiif? them a file, and a portion of the liead of a keg. Tiu'y were discovered near the cliimney, covered hy aslies which prol)al)ly saved theiu from that disintegration which marks everything j-lse l)elonging to the hardy explorers* The piec't* of keg referred to evidently once held some alcoholic stimulants; for in the early days of Arctic ex- l)loration, existence in that frozen region was deemed im- poHsihle without it. Now, happily, that theory, like many othern, has been exploded. We neither took with us, nor touched a drop of spirits during our long and adventurous journey into the far North ; never deeming it at all requi- site,— desi)lte the intensity of the cold, darkness, and continual disagreealde weather. No doubt many former explorers would have been better oti', had they done as w(? did. These ruins are situated at the extreme northeast end of Great Slave lake, at the mouth of a stream which ilrains Artillery lake. Pines and birches have sprung up all around the historic spot, which gives the place the semblance of a beautiful but abandoned park. I suc- ceeded in })hotographing the ruins before disturbing them in any particular, and regard these pictures as among my most valual)le souvenirs, as we undoubtedly are the only white persons who have visited this historic spot since it was abandoned. The distance of the ruins from Fort Resolution is about tliree hundred miles. The route to them is through groups of islands, many of which are nothing Imt huge masses of rock, while others are richly clothed with pines and de- ciduous shrubs, the ground beneath carpeted with bright moss. Their elevation above the water varies as greatly as their physical formation ; frequently rising more than a thousand feet, with walls that are sheer perpendicular from six to eight hundred feet, and their horizontal length often extending for miles. The formation of the rock of which they are composed appears to be a species of flinty FINNY IMIAIUTANTH OK (4IIKAT HLAVE LAKE nv.) granito varying Htrongly in colctr, with tho Hiu'h of strati- fication (liHtinotly marked. Tho water of the hike north of the chain of islands is almost transparent, — so olear, in fact, that an object fifty feet below the surface can be distinctly seen; while on the south side, next to Peace, or Slave river, tho water is muddy and full of silt. This chain of islands reaches from the east shore through the center of tno lake nearly to the most western extremity. The lake abounds in fish of several varieties, all of which are of excellent quality. VVhitefish predominate, which are very oily, — a statement which proba))ly no one would believe without having had ocular demonstration as we had. The number of trout is also marvelous, espe- cially in the clear water described in the preceding para- graph. There is another fish which it is believed is found only in this lake and its tributaries. It is fairly eatable, and is caught only with a spoon-hook, baited hook, or net. It is colloquially called "cony," which seems to be a cor- ruption of some word whose derivation I could not clearly make out, but probably the French " inconnu.^^ These fish are used principally as feed for the dogs. Trout are generally caught by spoon-hooks and lines from a boat, by tlie method known as trawling. I once regarded it as great sport to catch trout in the manner indicated, but hauled out so many in the Great Slave lake it was no longer a pleasure, but hard labor. White- fish are captured only by nets. Fish in the lakes and game in the forests bordering the Barren Lands are in great abundance, and are the only support of a vast multitude of hmnan beings, — the many- tribes who live on the shores of the lakes and the streams tributary to them. lis M •n I 1: i'^ CHAPTER XX ||i AN Indian's wife of less value than a dog — mercury AT ZERO OCTOBER 10 — J. R. REA, A HERO OF HEROES — DESPERAnON OP INDIANS — CRUELTY TO A DEAF AND DUMB GIRL — CHILDREN FRIGHTENED AT WHITE MEN — ON TASTING SUGAR, THEY SHOUTED, " HOPPY SHOMPOOLY 1 " (sweet salt) — INDIANS TAKE PROVISIONS BY FORCE — THEY ALSO APPLY THE TORCH TO COLONEL JONES's CABIN — HE SHOOTS HIS FIRST REINDEER — INDIANS STARVING — CONJURE THE RETURN OF THE REINDEER — WHEN THEY DID COME, COLONEL JONES KILLED THEM — INDIANS EN- RAGED— CLAIMED BUT DID NOT GET THEM i^: ! ) > i AN Indian regards his wife, or mate ( as that is the term that represents it in the far north), with less ^ consideration than he does his dog. They are, it is true, of greater value from a purely utilitarian standpoint, becau--;8 they are able to work both winter and summer, while the dog works only during the for- mer season. While the wife was employed in erecting the teepee, perhaps sick from constant exposure, hardly al)le to gather sticks to keep up the necessary fire?, with the thermometer ranging from fifty to seventy degrees below zero, the husbands would be idling in our cabin from early morning till late at night, leaving their comfort- able places at the last moment before we closed the door to retire. Frequently, to rid oiirselves of their vermin- infested presence, we would make a bowl of gruel and a pot of tea for an ailing squaw, which we sent to her liy the hands of the children. In a few moments the "buck" (320) PREPARATIONS FOR WINTER 821 Indian would start for his lodge, hoping, no doubt, to rob the poor woman of the only comfort she could enjoy. The greatest annoyance we experienced was froui the Indians, who crowded into our room; and no matter how many were already there, they always seemed to think there was room for one more. We refrainei.' from ordering them away, for it would have been an insult to the whole tribe ; and we needed their assistance as guides in the musk-ox hunt. As soon as we learned there was no prospect of obtain- ing any musk-oxen, and that we would not be ready to re- turn before the winter set in, we determined to piss the weary days, weeks and months in the land of the aurora borealis. We were only partially prepared for the siege, as before leaving home I had taken no thought; of spend- ing a whole year in that remote northern portion of the continent. I did not even provide myself with an over- coat. I had plenty of blankets made from the fur of the buffalo, which served me on all occasions, and they doubt- less were often the means of preserving my life. We each possessed an axe, felled the dry timber, about eighteen inches at the butt, and built a cabin sixteen by twenty feet, which was sufficiently large to admit sixty or seventy Indians at one time. We were compelled to raft the logs for its construction from four to five miles, and carry them on our shoulders fully one hundred yards, a good load for four men. Timber was only found In shel- tered ravines. In fact, these ravines are the only fertile spots in all that region, the formation of the whole coun- try being nothing but great mountains of stone. We lost no time in preparing ourselves, and on the 2d of October moved into our hurriedly constructed cabin. That night it blew a hurricane, accompanied by a terrific fall of snow. It may be imagined how grateful we were to l)e so well housed from the raging blizzard. I had been on the road for nearly four months ; had not slept xmder a roof or in a bed during the whole time. The rain had poured — 21 • 111 '11 822 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES upon me nearly every day during that period, and most of the time I was literally soaked ; but now what joy and comfort we could take 1 The snow that had commenced to fall when we luckily got into our cabin, continued without interruption for several days, and on the 10th of October the mercury sank to zero; on the next day, four degrees below. We had no Iv. nber for a door or glass for a window, but utilized blan- kets for the openings, which made our quarters rather dark and dismal, even very cold, as the clay we used for daubing and the earth floor had been covered with water from the continuous rains, and was still thoroughly satu- rated. After the 11th, however, the weather moderated, and we took advantage of it to hew some timber inv.o thick boards, and made a door. We also used a white shirt to cover the opening intended for a window, which admitted some light, — besides an abundance of healthfui ventilation 1 My companion, John R. Rea, was born in 1857, near Kingston, Ontario, Canada. His parents were in but moderate circumstances, and John was obliged to work to help maintain the family. His schooling was like that of boys in similar pecuniary condition. He serve1 an- ther [for ater atu- ted, inr,o Inte lich eaj.' biit :to hat an lad in ra- ' a )e8 tid •re ry lie n- as y, )d IS JOHN R. REA. PEReiSTENT INDIAN BKGGAB8 828 Ave had been using as a tent, he made harness for our four Ing dogs; also Iniilt a sled, and we soon piled up plenty of good dry wood, that we had to haul nearly a mile over some pretty rough roads, or rather, no roads at all. October was a blustery month. Snow-storms were fr(^- quent. The ice was thick on the bays and margin of the large lake, and the fish had departed for parts luiknown. The reindeer were expected daily, but as time rolled on they failed to put in an appearance, bringing only disap- pointment and hunger to the Indians, as well as to our- selves. Eatables were getting very scarce, and the Indians continued to come from all directions, hoping to b(>g meat and a cup of tea from the mysterious palefaces who had invadetl their domain. I had often read of the few expe- ditions to the far North ; how the savages had begged and robbed the members of their subsistence, and how they had suffered from hunger. I had made up my mind not to be caught in the same dreadful situation, and believed myself smart enough to circumvent the Indians ; but the white man who can outwit one of these iKjrthern tribes ought to pack up and start for their country at once. He would be of great service to the few traders there who at- tempt to carry on a legitimate business I These miserable creatures would make all kinds of ex- cuses and promises; tell what great people the whites were; bring tongues of the caril)ou; follow us around, and declare that their children were starving; that their fathers or Ijrothers had gone to Fort Resolution for pro- visions ; that as soon as they returned we should be re- paid what we could let them have. One man wanted tobacco so badly that he became nearly wild, — caught Mr. Rea by both arms and plead for it with tears in his eyes. Another one returned after bidding us good-ljye, and pretended that he had lost a piece of tobacco on the floor. He got down on his hands and knees and crept all over the house, pretending that he was looking for it. Then he commenced to bewail his fate. We spotted all ■m :'i--;!.i: in "«.;j|| 824 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES such actions, and were firm in denying them at all times. I never used tobacco in any form, and would tell them it made me sick, and I was afraid to give it to anyone for fear it might affect them in the same way. Mr. Rea had learned a good deal of their language, and I soon learned some of the most important words; so that, with this knowledge, aided by signs, we could converse with them quite freely. The best interpreter we found among the Yellow Knife tribe was a deaf mute, little Emma, a girl about twelve years old. We could make known to her almost anything by signs; she would then convey our wishes to her family in her own peculiar way. When- ever we could not make ourselves intelligible to the In- dians congregated in our cabin, we invariably asked for " Emma nachila" (Emma, little). Poor child! her lot was doubly deplorable. The story of her sufferings would fill a volume. One day, during a terrific blizzard from the north, I bundled up. and went to the lake for water; just as I neared the bank, the child stepped up with a birch-bark pail full, when a mighty gust of wind caught and whirled her down the bank on the lake. The water flew all over her, and immediately froze. There she stood, with her arms stretched out, head bare, without shoes or stockings, with only a loose frock made of cari- bou skins to cover her nakedness. I picked up the pail, and by signs told her I would get the water and carry it to the top of the bank. She uttered a peculiar sound, and bowed in thankfulness. As quickly as I could, I handed her the pail of water, and she went swiftly to her father's teepee. The most provoking thing about it was, I knew her father and two full-grown brothers — all hale and hearty — were lounging in the lodge on caribou rugs, before a rousing fire, the wood for which had been chop- ped and hauled over a mile by an elder sister, only four- teen years of age, an ideal Indian lassie. This is only one illustration of the ways of those Indians of the North. CHILDREN FRIGHTENED AT WHITE MEN 825 One night a great number of Indians pitched their teepees about a quarter of a mile from our cabin. The next morning > n opening our door, there stood not less than thirty boys and girls in the snow. Most of them were barefooted and bareheaded. Their ages ranged from seven to fifteen years. The moment they caught sight of me, all turned and ran toward the village as if a pack of arctic wolves were in close pursuit. It must be remembered this Avas the first wliite man they had ever seen, and having heard so many blood- curdling stories about the dreaded white race, no wonder they were frightened nearly to death. At last one of the boys ventured to look back, and seeing no one pursuing, stopped, and looked as wild as a reindeer. I beckoned him to come to me; he took a few steps, and then halted, not daring to venture farther. By this time quite a num- ber had stopped, and they looked 1 1 me with the wildest expression I ever saw on mortals' faces. I beckoned them to come to me, but they stood motionless, except some of the smaller ones, who kept right on until they reached the wigwams, where they no doubt crawled under deer-skins to save themselves from the paleface. I stepped back into the cabin, took two handfuls of sugar, and again a^jpeared in the door, where I held out my hands toward them. They had not the slightest idea of the taste of sugar, although they had often eaten salt, which is found in great abundance in some of the marshes of that region. I took a lump in my mouth, smacked my lips, and said, " Nazou I nazou !" ( Good I good ! ) Finally, a boy of about thirteen years came to me shyly, and held out his hand. I gave him a lump. After putting it in his mouth, he turned to the others with the most comical expression. At last he managed to find his tongue, and shouted, "Hoppy shompoolyl hoppy shompoolyl " ( Salt Hweetl salt sweet!) Then I was kept busy supplying the little beggars with the "sweet salt." The boys, when the supply of sweets was exhausted, ran to the woodpile, and I !'f iS ! I I H i fi '111 ml I- m. ■M; IP 820 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES 1.4 ii seizing the two axes which were lyiug there, began to chop wood as if their very lives depended upon it. Perhaps they were looking for more sugar to follow this extraordi- nary feat, or maybe they were only showing their appre- ciation of the treat, but we were kept well supplied with wood for several days. Not being satisfied with their work, however, they began on the logs of the cabin, and I was compelled to send them on their homeward journey, to save a shelter for ourselves. No doubt their dreams that night were of the "sweet salt." At all events, my introduction into Indian society was made. By the 20th of October, things commenced to look gloomy. The last cache^ had been invaded, and all the meat gone. Still more Indians kept coming; hundreds gathered around our cabin, all pleading for a mouthful of something. Several of them were sick ; one nearly dead with the consumption, and we felt obliged to give him rations from our scanty store. Had it not been for Mr. Rea they certainly would have ro))bed me of everything. His experience on the Mackenzie river was of great value to us. He handled them without gloves; at least they thought so. One big burly savage attempted to run things his own way by kicking whatever came in his path. He having one day kicked over a bread-pan just to see it tum- ble, that was the last kicking he ever tried with us, as Mr. Rea struck him such a swinging blow under the ear that it laid him apparently lifeless on the ground. Mr. Rea then choked him until his eyes bulged out like peeled onions. The other Indians looked on with amazement stamped on their otherwise stoical countenances. A few days afterward, another "smart Aleck" arrived at our camp, and brought with him fifteen or twenty more starving redskins. We were eating dinner when they all 1 Cache, u place for concealing or Btoring anything ; as, a hole In the ground or a cavity under a heap of stones ; also, provisions, ammunition, etc., stored in such a place. The custom of "caching " provisions is a common one by travelers In the far North, to provide against the emergency of a scarcity of game, which frequently occurs. IMPUDENT INDIANS 827 unceremoniouBly bolted in, and the moment we arose from our improvised table the leader walked up to it and ex- claimed, "Dennie la tea, hula" (Indian tea, none), at the same instant seizing the copper bucket containing the coveted liquid, and swilling down about a quart. This was insulting in the extrem but as we had several cad- dies of the article it was of little consequence. As soon as he sat the bucket down, he picked up a pot of meat at the other end of the table, thrust his dirty hand into the soup, and drew out a large piece of meat. This he held in his left hand and caught one end with his teeth ; then picked up our butcher-knife and cut oft' a chunk so large it would scarcely go into his mouth, and began devouring it. This was taking rather too much liberty for me to tolerate, and I sprang like a wildcat at his throat, wrenched the savory morsel from his hand, and sent him headlong toward the door ; then quickly made my way to the cor- ner of our cabin where we kept our supplies, deposited the pot of meat, and stood between the eatables, Win- chester in hand, until the Indians were gotten rid of. I said to Mr. Rea, that I was surprised he did not resent such "pure cussedness." He laughed, and replied he was waiting to see if I had any "sand." I told him I had a little left. " Then," said he, " let 's clean them out," and commenced to knock them right and left. They went out like a flock of sheep, except three that lay on the floor. Mr. Rea swung them out by the heels. We >,'ere very thankful when the impudent crowd left, as they were next to the hardest set we had to deal with vv'hile in the north- ern country. Mr. Rea was frequently absent looking after his traps. He would be gone for hours, sometimes for days. On one occasion when I was alone, the night a dark and wretched one, suddenly six impudent Indians entered the cabin and demanded tea, tobacco, flour, and in fact, "wanted the earth." They offered nothing in exchange, and I promptly refused to accede to their demands, ex- I i 1 i'ii' m i--l!f.. I 'l! i Ji 828 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES cepting for water, which was ever at their service, if they would help themselves, as I always refused to wait on them. Finally one of them jumped up and exclaimed, " Con ! Con 1 " ( fire), upon which five of them rushed out and gathered their arms full of chips and dry sticks, at our woodpile, one of the number returning with two pieces. He deliberately helped himself to a brand from my fireplace, and with it he darted out into the darkness. The Indian that remained inside the room said, "Dennie mad! " I stepped to the door and saw them heaping up chips at the corner of the cabin, which they had already ignited, intending to burn us out. It was an awful night, and I told the Indian who had talked to me in broken English, to stop them and we would have a pow-wow, and perhaps fix it up. He went to the door and spoke to them, and I went out and pulled the fire away from the cabin, when they all returned with me. I gave them two plugs of tobacco and a cup of tea each, at which they appeared satisfied. It was lucky that Mr. Rea was not there, or trouble would surely have en- sued, and of such a character that the breach could not have been easily healed. I often think of that dreadful night and shudder, yet am thankful that I chose the right coiirse at once. After that raid on me the Indians attempted to force us, but they were never as demonstra- tive again. We took a firm stand against any more of their foolishness, by knocking them down and dragging them out at the slightest provocation. We gave them to understand we "made medicine " so strong we could hurl such bolts of thunder and lightning upon their heads as would annihilate the whole tribe at one blow. November arrived without the advent of a single cari- bou, and the Indians were in a starving condition ; very few of them could muster half a meal. All left the neighborhood excepting about a dozen families. No sooner had the last of them gotten out of sight than a band of five caribou made its appearance from' the ARRIVAL OF TKE CARIBOU 829 northwest, on the opposite side of the river, when we had really been expecting them from the northeast. I car- ried a Winchester rifle of forty caliber, using eighty-two grains of powder. The Indians had small singh'-barrel shotguns, with balls. They made things lively with their small weapons, trying to secure some meat, but l)ecame so excited that four of the animals passed thror gh thtnr lines and escajed. The remaining one was a monstrous bull, that threw his antlers high in the air and attempted to go around them. I stepped behind a clump of bushes, and as he trotted within a hundred yards of where I stood, took my first shot at a caribou.' The ))all l)roke his neck close to the shoulder, and he dropped dead. The Indians came up rejoicing, while I took a l)ack seat. They helped themselves, saying, by signs and their own language, "We pay you back when we kill one!" The next morning I was out of my blankets and traveled two miles before daybreak. As the sun rose, a herd of twenty- eight caribou appeared on the opposite side of the river, moving eastwardly to where I had secreted myself on the trail of the five that had already broken a path the day previously through the snow over the ice. They cam(i ■within two hundred yards of me, then turned north- wardly, trying to ascend the ))ank at another point, which was also low. I opened fire, and killed the leader at the first shot. I pulled the trigger eighteen times, but got only six animals. The Indians soon came over l)y 'The caribou of the arctic region Is a North-American variety of the reindeer, and ix much smaller than his congener, the caribou of Maine. It h»8 never been dome^tti- cated. The caribou deer In America have to contend with the deep snow more than do the reindeer proper of the old continent ; their horns are broader, and better adapted to the purpose. Besides, both varieties, In addition to these natural shovel-*, liuve broad feet, not only to sustain them bettet on the snow, but also to clear It away : their legs are much larger than are those of the common deer ; their hoofs are as broad and as large as those of a full-grown ox. A full-grown male caribou will weigh, when In ordinary flesh, four hundred pounds, while the common American deer weighs but lit- tle over half that amount ; but the caribou loses much more In dressing, for the reason that his stomach Is abnormally large, thfs condition arising from the fact that his princi- pal food is moss, in which there is relatively very little substance. They will net when dressed about one hundred and eighty pounds, while the deer will net very near the same amount. «80 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES tht' (lozoi), nnd comnnMiCfd t to 3 to 5re- she ked r in and and our the ini- low jr." ring my sat- o it •end ling the iled fire, ntil dis- rks, ime. the lied dly. I ''I I'll ' ir M THE DE6 < IT o I K uJ Z T had a rohe and blanket also, but it was so windy and cold I could not sleep a wink during the whole night; it was an impossibility. I lay as quietly as I could, watch- ing the Big Dipper as it apparently circled around the Polar Star, and when it was half-way around from where I had first noticed ic, I knew that twelve hours had passed. My watch had long since become disabled, and I only knew how time was fleeting by w;it^ohing the constel- lations at night and a sun-dial dur' iie day. The kettle was boiled, Susann suudenly ceased snoring, and after a scanty lunch we were once more on our lonely way. About ten o'clock I discovered sled-tracks running in all directions, where the Indians had been hauling wood, and I knew we were near their camp. Another half-mile In'ought us round the sharp point of a cliff, and there, a short distance away, the skeleton poles of three teepees stood, indicating where the village had been. Their in- mates had acted the part of the Arabs, — "quietly folded their tents, and as silently stolen away." Did they flee to avoid Susann ? was my first thought. I then tried to solve the problem, and remembered that we had not come across a single caribou-track made since the last snow, more than a week previously. This told the story : they had been forced to march to where there was game, or all perish from hunger. They had blazed trees and placed sticks along the route, ^ which they knew Susann or anyone else could easily follow. They had also provided against her starving, by carefully hanging the carcass of a fox on one of the teepee-poles. By indications I decided they must have left three days before our arrival. I was sorely disappointed. My feet I'll .■* 1 i 4 J 1 Whenever the northern IndlanR break up their camp they inTariably place In the ground or snow two sticks at an angle of about forty-five degrees, oue Immediately behind the other, pointing in the direction they have gone, and at Intervals on their march set single sticks, excepting when In the timber, where they blaze the trees for the same purpose. Whether on bare ground or snow-covered ice, the same method Is employed. i ' V' ':! 852 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURER were sore from the long walk, and my journey back must be performed as I had made it, by walking, unless the load which so hampered me could be disposed of ; I could then ride in the carryall. To attempt to follow an Indian trail to the end in the winter is a dangerous undertaking, unless one is well for- tified by a good supply of provisions, of which we were very short; and besides, I had only one small feed for the dogs, and enough for myself to take me back to our camp, but no more. Now this must be shared with the Indians. I determined, therefore, to follow the trail, to find out, if possible, what direction the occupants of the deserted camp had taken. Away we went for four hours in an ex- actly southeast course directly from my way home. Fi- nally we came to their first night's halt, and here we stopped, boiled the kettle, took a lunch of dried meat, tea, and cold biscuit. I knew their destination must be far beyond, or they would not have stopped and camped for the night; so I turned the carryall around, and about three o'clock commenced the weary journey back to our humble cabin. Darkness coming on, we stopped and made tea, after which we plowed our weary way through the wilderness of spruce and birch trees, — or rather, bushes, for large timber is not found away from the margins of the lake ; and even there the trees are not more than eighteen inches in diameter. I tramped along far into the night and until completely fatigued, then halted for a little rest. It was bitter cold, and my clothing was frozen stiff. By good luck we stopped in a group of dry tama- rack, and shortly had a brisk fire under way. I fed t\w dogs the fox's carcass and took their food for ourselves, which made a scant supper. I partially dried my garments, rolled up in a blanket, and had a short nap. When I awoke, shivering with cold, the fire was still burning, and we soon had the kettle boiling. After eating a few scraps, at about four CHEERINO NEW8 FROM MR. REA H58 o'clock we were again toiling on our way home. I did not walk, but took a swinging gait between a fast walk and a run, at the rate of about four miles an hour. When noon arrived we were within twenty miles of our caoin, and I felt sure I could hold out until safely there. We had two small biscuits for supper, which I needed badly in order to keep my strength. Susann, apparently realizing the fact without any suggestion from me, re- fused to eat any. This was the first charitable act she had ever shown me, as we had not been at all congenial since the day she came to our teepee. When within seven miles of home I ate the last morsel, and by ten o'clock was sitting before a brilliant fire in our comfortable cabin — something I appreciated as never before, espe- cially when I discovered that the thermometer registered fifty-two degrees below zero. The best and most cheering thing of the season was soon revealed to me by Mr. Rea : that he had killed two caribou, stored the meat away on the roof, and plenty was to be our portion for some time at least. My heart W5\s gladdened by the intelligence, for now we were sure uf subsistence for three weeks more, at which time the cari- bou were expected. Another gratifying thing was, we could save our dogs also, which were indispensable for our musk-ox hunt in March. Wood became very scarce, as the Indians had gathered every dry stick in the early part of the winter, and we were obliged to haul all we burned from a point over a mile away, through deep snow and over rough roads. Our dogs v/ere so poor it became a vital question whether we should remain at the cabin or be compelled to use our teepee and move to dry timber. On account of the scarcity of wood, we were obliged to deny Susann any for her wigwam, as it required much more to keep it warm than it did the cabin. So we moved her and the teepee across the l)ay, where plenty of fuel could be procured, and from that on she had very little trouble in keeping herself and -23 AH,. M i:, l::l 851 FOUTV YEAUH 111' ADVKNTUREB I child coiufurtahlf. We set Ikm* to lJl(Mll^ up hmowhIioci^, imikin^^ moccuHiiiH, and rfpniriiig tlio^n mmrly worn out, JVM no Indians wfiv noar, and it wan an art witli which wh wen* not familiar. A wock passod, and the father of the young men arrived with a sled-load of meat, which asKuredly we were glad to receive. He ))rought a good supply for Susan n also, as they had moved forty miles t ' . I pulled the trigger and away went the nine caril)<>u over the lake, on the l)ack track. I knew that if I sat perfectly motionless they would stop to investigate the cause of their fright, before running very far. Soon they all halted in a bunch. I then raised my rifle and sent a ball into the group, and was rewarded by a sound that convinced me that my calcula- tion of the distance had been correct. Away the herd dashed, leaving two of the coveted animals, each limp- ing on three legs. The ball had not carried quite high enough to hit their bodies, but fell to their knees ; it had broken a leg for each. They hobbled off quite lively, and were soon out of range again. Satisfied I should lose them if they over sighted me, I retreated under the shade of a sapling, and from there went to the cabin. I now took two of the shepherd dogs to the trail of one of the wounded caribou, that was hit in the hind leg. As soon as the dogs caught scent of it, away they went, and after a lively race for a mile or more, brought a fine doe to bay. Mr. Rea started after it, and succeeded in knocking it in the head with an axe. It was a fortunate circumstance there were no Indians near to witness the killing, or they would have been wild with rage, as the first thing thoy cautioned us against when we met them was never to ( 't'l ;:i I i r ■ li 850 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTUREB i knock a caribou in the head. It must either be shot, or its throat cut, for to knock them in the head would drive all caribou from that part of the country, never to return. This they in their superstition religiously believe. They claimed that the reason Mr. Rea and the Indians failed to secure musk-oxen during the winter, was because the former wore a leather belt, which they believe is disas- trous to success on such hunts. Although this cj; ribou was secured by their disapproved method, we found others came along just the same. The next morning I took the trail of the other crippled one, overhauled it about two miles from the place of nhooting, and settled all its trouble by a well-directed ball. On the 10th there were brought to us by Indians, to trade for powder, two sled-loads of meat. The Indians also desired bullets with which to hunt musk-oxen. It was gratifying to make the exchange. Our dogs were soon able to haul wood, and Susann saw how, while absent after musk-oxen, we intended to leave the cabin. I fastened my revolver to the center-post, tied a cord to the trigger, ran it through a pulley attached to a beadstead beyond the other post, thence through a pulley in the door casing, and fastened the cord to the doorlatch. Then I attached anoti 3r cord to the doorlatch, passed it inider a bent nail just above the latch, then stood behind the revolver and pulled the cord. This had the elfect to raise the latch and pull the door open, thus tightening the first cord so that it cocked and dis- charged the revolver, it being a double-action piece. The ball struck the door-casing and made the splinters fly. In order to discharge the weapon, all required was to pull the cord as many times as there were loads in it (five). I pulled the string and the ball struck the door-casing. I then readjusted the revolver, and pulled three times, and nt eacli pull a ball passed through the open space. The little girl was so scared she crawled luider the bed, and BU8ANN BADLY FRIGHTENED 857 11 only came out after the weapon had been taken down. Susann watched my operations with amazement, and ac- tually believed the weapon would shoot as many times as the string was pulled 1 She was so frightened that she trembled like an aspen. I then took one of our surplus rifles, placed the muzzle of it at the bung-hole of a pow- der-keg, and arranged a string to the trigger so that if any one knocked off the boards from the windows, raised a rafter, or opened the door, the rifle would be discharged, the powder ignited, and everything blown to atoms. I did not attempt to explain matters to Susann in any way whatever, but would occasionally, after testing these methods, exclaim in an audible tone, " Nazu! " (good). When I went to my traps soon after, Susann took occu- sion to visit Mr. Rea, to learn if I had not gone crazy. She was terribly frightened, and begged him to take her and the child immediately to the Indian camp, seventy- five miles distant. He explained to her, however, that as long as no one attempted to disturb things, hammer on or open the door, or raise the windows or rafters, there was not the slightest danger, but woe unto the Indian that molested anything whatever in our absence after musk- oxen. He also explained to her that her teepee was a good distance away from the cabin, and no harm could come to her and her little Ellen. This seemed to some- what calm her. She spread the report of what I had done, as soon as she got within hearing distance of the In- dians on their arrival, — which was just as we desired, in order to protect our property from the prowling, starving thieves of that region, who never lose an opportunity when hungry to steal whatever they can lay their hands on in the way of eatables. In all our dealings with those heathen, we made them understand that we possessed the power to destroy every Indian in existence at our will, and by so doing, saved ourselves from starvation. In four days the Indians were expected to arrive on their way to the musk-ox hunt, some four or five hundred 858 FORTY YEARH OV ADVENTURES miles to the northeast. The time had expired, hut no In- dians came. Day after day dragged its weary length along, and our supply of meat was being rapidly de- creased. We were well aware that it would be the height of fool- ishness to leave for a trip of such proportions without at least ten days' rations for the dogs and ourselves, there- fore it became evident we should have to make a trip to the Indian camp to get meat or game. It was agreed that if no caribou made their appearance in the vicinity by night, the next morning Mr. Rea would make the trip. That morning it was very stormy, the wind blowing a gale, which precluded the possibility of seeing any great distance in advance. The caribou have three trails load- ing from Great Slave lake to Artillery lake, their thor- oughfare to the north : one by way of a small stream a mile and a half east of our cabin ; one by way of a draw half-way to the stream ; another via the large stream just west of our camp. It was quite early when I started out and plunged into the storm and deep snow toward the small stream mentioned, to find out whether there were any signs of the anticipated animals. Arriving at my ob- jective point, I failed to discover a single track. On my return to the cabin I sa., , through the almost blinding storm, eight of the coveted animals out on the lake, evi- dently directing their route up the little stream. No snow melted under my feet as I struggled toward the cabin, and upon reaching it I apprised Mr. Rea of the cheering news of the animals' presence. At once we were ))oth on our way to head them oil". The wind was blow- ing hard from the southwest, and we were obliged to keep under cover, as the eye of the caribou is exceptionally acute. The snow in the timber was very loose, and about three and a half feet deep. To run was impossible, to walk was almost as difficult, and we were compelled to wallow on as best we could, which was effected by taking turns and breaking a trail through the snow. When we BALKED BY THE INDIAN SQUAW 859 to d to king we reached the little river, both of ua were completely satu- rated with perspiration. The animals approached within five hundred yards of the mouth of the stream, and then laid down. Mr. Rea and I regretted that we had not taken it more easily and not overheated ourselves, as the terrible wind with the thermometer at twenty-six deg. below zero made us very uncomfortable, indeed, now that we were compelled to stop so suddenly. All left for us to do under the circum- stances was to break a trail through a thick clump of pines and keep walking under cover until the caribou had concluded their noonday nap, which lasted fully two hours. At the end of that time they all rose, and pro- ceeded on their course until they arrived at the trail I had made "arly in the morning. There they appeared to sniff danger, and turned their heads up toward the draw. We hurried back to that point, and were ready waiting for them. Before caribou enter a piece of timber they invariably pause to look and listen for any danger ahead on the route they intend traveling. While the herd was thus cogitating, a raven suddenly flew up the draw, and on seeing us uttered a series of shrill notes, which I inter- preted to be a rendering of Poe's refrain, " Nevermore " ; but the caribou appeared to have a translation of their own, of the bird's croak, for they immediately wheeled about and made a lo.ig detour toward the big river west of our cabin. Their movements suited us perfectly, as there we had provided blinds so that we could easily kill the last one of them, thus saving a wearisome journey of a hundred and fifty miles for meat. We hurried west- ward, knowing there was nothing to alarm the animals. Susann had come over that morning, and we had left our dogs in the cabin, cautioning her to be sure to keep them perfectly quiet until our return. Just as we had fixed ourselves in position to secure the game, we heard the re- port of a gun from near the cabin, about where the caribou were passing it. We instantly divined what it meant: m '1 860 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES Susann had taken the small twenty-eight-caliber shotgun, loaded with nothing but small shot (which we used to shoot ptarmigans*), and discharged it at the animals while passing. Stepping out from where we had been concealed, to an elevation close by, to our intense disgust we saw Susann standing on the bank of the lake, and the caribou running at full speed half a mile away, in the direction whence they had come. Thus ended our hardest day's hunt of the season. On our return to the cabin I stepped the distance from where Susann had stood when she fired at the animals, to where the nearest had been, and found it to be three hundred and twelve good long paces. If she had been within ten feet of them, she could not have killed one by any possible chance 1 To say that we were disappointed would be flattering the English language. No words can express our feelings at the turn matters had taken, but we could do nothing to help ourselves. The next day Mr. Rea started on his long journey for meat, with the mercury at forty-eight below, and returned the fourth day without anything, as the Indians had moved their camp, and the great storm had so drifted the snow as to entirely obliterate every semblance of a track to indicate which way they had gone. Susann informed us that the Indians were to move to a small lake at the head of a little stream, emptying into Great Slave lake ; so all that could be done was to take her and the child as guides to their whereabouts. The next morning Mr. jftea started again with his guides, de- termined to find the Indian camp or some game; both, if possible. After two days' absence Susann and the girl came tramping over the big lake and reported no Indians at the little lake, and that Mr. Rea had gone in the direc- tion of their old camp, hoping to find some trace of them. • Ptarmigan, a bird belonging to the partridge family. They are very plentiful in the far North. In winter they live on the buds of willows and other trees, While their color Is a pure white In winter, as the snow leaves they ehed their wbUe feathers, which are supplemented by a brown plumage, the color of arottemoM, DRESSING THE INDIAN BOY's WOUND 801 or caribou, as plenty of tracks had been discovered in that vicinity on his previous trip. That same night, two Indian boys came to the cabin from the village oo have me dress a severe cut on tlie leg of one of them, occasioned by the cut of an axe. They reported meeting Mr. Rea that morning ; then I knew he Avould be guided to their village by their trail. They brought with them a small supply of meat and a dozen caribou tongues, the sight of which cheered my despond- ency, especially the tongues, for they were certainly de- licious enough to set before the greatest epicure. Caribou tongues are entirely different in their flavor from those I have ever eaten of any other animal. Summer-cured tongues are prized by the Indians for the amount of fat they con.ain. In winter they are spongy, and lacking in oil. The Indians claim, and insist upon it, that in sum- mer the marrow leaves the bones and flows to the tongue, and that in winter the reverse is the case 1 But I know for a certainty, that there is a vast difference in the amount of fat, both in the tongues of the caribou and in their bones, at the times specified. The gash on the boy's foot was a horrid-looking sight. His leg had been wounded two weeks previously; " proud flesh" (excessive granulation) had already made its ap- l)earance, the whole foot was terribly swollen, and it had an angry phase about it I did not like. I first made him bathe it in hot water, then bound on burnt alum, letting it remain until morning. It was then again washed out with warm water, to which was added one-twentieth part of carbolic acid. After drying, medicated cotton well sprinkled with iodoform was bound on. He then took his leave in the carryall for the village. I learned after- ward that he reported that I had made "strong medi- cine," as he was entirely cured in six days. During the sojourn of the two boys I kept track of them pretty closely . Thty were just as likely to sit down in a bucket of water as on a box; sometimes stirred the fire ^,-!M flf ^ : 802 FORTY YEAi;> OF ADVENTURES i -3 with the wrong end of the poking-stick ; would lounge on our bed, which was certain to infest it with vermin, much to our discomfort. I bought the meat the boys had brought, and when they were ready to leave discovered they had reserved none for themselves (their invariable custom) ; they appealed to me for enough to last them until they reached home — a two-days supply. I asked them how much it would take, and kept on laying it out until they said it was enough. I had piled up more than half purchased of them, before they would admit it to be sufficient. I then placed it all together, and told them they could not have any unless they surrendered the tea, ammunition, and other things; that I had paid them sufficient for all that I had received. Susann was present, and began to chide me for my refusal to give them "meat su" ( a meal of victuals ). I ordered her out of the cabin, after which she gave me a respect- ful letting alone. The boys would not buy back a scrap of meat, and were starting on their long journey with- out anything, either for themselves or dogs. After they had gone nearly a quarter of a mile, I called them back^ and gave them a dozen biscuit, which I knew would be ample for themselves ; the dogs I thought could stand a t\7o-days journey without food. On the 24th Mr. Rea returned with a load of meat, hav- ing taken the trail of the boys to the village, as I had imagined he would, and experienced no difficulty in reach- ing his destination. While at the lodge he had hired two Indians with sleds to go with us after musk-oxen, and we were to start the next day. They had no idea that we wanted any young animals, as they are not born until about the month of May. Mr. Rea had merely told them that we were after bull-heads. Had they suspected that we were really after young animals as well as heads, they ^It is a well-known principle of acousticB, that sounds cnn be heard In the higher latitudes at a greater distance than elsewhere. It Is a very easy thlug tor a man to make himself heard, In luud conversation, fully the distance of a mile. f ! ' BOUSIE BARROMIE 808 would have refused to go a step with us. Late that even- ing one of the Indians he had employed arrived with his sled; the other arrived late at night. But at the last moment, suspecting the real purport of our mission, and angry at me for garrisoning our cabin in such a manner, they refused to go. The Indian who had thus far fulfilled his contract was Sousie Barromie — Sousie in his own language meaning Joseph. He was about thirty-five years old, small in stature, weighed nearly 125 pounds, and was very lithe and powerful for his size. !3 y- ■ ■■ CHAPTER XXIII MUSK-OX HUNT A BTART FOR THE FAR NORTH WITH DOG-SLEDB — CROHSINO MOUNTAINS — ON ARTILLERY LAKE — CUTTING TEEPEE- POLES — TERRIFIC BLIZZARD — LYING IN BLANKETS THIRTY- BIX HOURS — FACING THE WIND aT FORTY DEGREES BELOW ZERO — ON CLINTON GOLDEN LAKE — CAMPED IN LAND OF "little STICKS " — DOG CARRIED OFF BY ARC- TIC WOLVES — COLONEL Jones's narrow escape — press- ing TO THE far north, FOLLOWED BY THE WOLVES — DISCOVERY OF NEW RIVERS AND LAKES — MUSK-OX AT LAST — KILLS BIX MONSTERS — WOLVES TAKE VENGEANCE — MINUTE DESCRIPTION OF A MUSK-OX — INDIAN TALKED TO THEM, AND BELIEVED THEY OBEYED HIS COMMANDS — CROSSES GREAT FISH RIVER AND ARCTIC CIRCLE — OUT OF WOOD, HE RETURNS — GUIDE BADLY LOST — COLONEL JONES DEPENDED ON HIb OWN JUDGMENT, AND ARRIVED IN THE OLD CAMP — PREPARING TO MAKE ANOTHER TRIP FOR MUSK-OXEN — GUIDE LEARNS INTENTION OF HUNTERS — IS HORRIFIED, AND ABANDONS THE TWO NIMR0D8 i( '! !> 4 ON the morning of the 25th of February, 1808, just as the sun peeped over the high range of hills east of Fort Reliance, we started with our two dog-trains across a x^ortion of the lake and up a small stream northeast; then commenced to climb the steep hills, the route so graphically described by Capt. Back, of the Royal Navy, sixty-five years 1)efore, The hills really turned out to be mountains l^efore we reached (361) • OFF ON A MUBK-OX HUNT 806 ust lills two Ihed their summit. The day was passed in breaking trails through the thick birch tliickets and in crossing many small lakes. When the sun was sinking in the west, we had arrived at a point ten miles up the west shore of Ar- tillery lake. The weather was as fine as could be desired, excepting the extreme cold, which caused us to shiver. We made our first night's camp in a clump of timber, and the early morning found us again on the road, taking a northeasterly direction to the east shore, of the lake. At noon we arriv(;d at a small grove of spruce trees ; and here Sousie gave us to understand that we iijust cut our teepee- poles, as this was the last wood long enoigh for that pur- pose; there were " plenty little sticks '' that would serve us for fire on the next " big water." Here, in order to get poles long enough for our teepee, — and it was only a small one, — we were obliged to cut down the scrubby dead timber, which was fully seven inches in diameter, score and how them down to about three inches, so as to make them as light as possible. We placed five on each sled, but unfortunately broke two that night, — or forhinatdy, as it turned out, as eight were as many as we cared to haul. We made a light drive that afternoon to a cafion where we found wood enough for a fire, and where Sousie suc- ceeded in killing four caribou, while Mr. Rea and myself pitched our tent and cooked supper. One of the animals shot proved to be a barren doe ; was very fat, and we fully appreciated its delicious flesh. It was the first meat fit to be eaten that we had tasted for four months. True, we had plenty of dried meat in our sledges, but it was nearly as tough as rawhide. The next morning a fine buck caribou came trotting across a small bay, and Ijefore we realized it one of our shepherd dogs broke away and gave it chase. That was the last we saw of poor " Shop" until our return to the cabin, where we found him camping with Susann, He had traveled over sixty miles alone, on his return home. .4 'ri f mo FORTY YEARH OF AUvKNTUREH In the nftprnoon wo pulled off for the Mud's, found a few Hiimll dry Mticks, and loaded theni on our bleds, for cooking Hupper and breakfast. Sousie said, "Tewey na- chaw, ditclu-n slaw" ( big wat''r, wood plenty), which we knew had reference to Clinton Golden lake. Tlie weather was quite warm and Floppy. Shortly be- fore night, snow commenced tocomedovvn thick and fast. \v'e had left the lake, and were ascending the small river that connects the two large lakes. We pitched our teepee on a Ift'go knoll just west <'f the river, where the wind had swept off the snow, but it was covered with jagged rocks, and made a very uncomfortable l)ed; yet anything was preferable to ly'ii't on the wet snow. The wind coon changed to the nortli, and blew a gale. We piled large stones on the lower walls of the teepee, and with a guy- line from the top, anchored it to a large stone. All night the teepee kept flapping and jerking with such terrific force that we expected every minute it would l»e rent from lop to bottom. When morning arrived the wind was s '1 blowing, the snow sifting through every place where even a single stitch had been broken in our heavy duck-cloth teepee. It was already three or four inches deep over our covering. We did not dare to stir, or the uncomfortable element would fill our bed. All we could do was to lie still. Toward night we realized it would be best to eat a lunch at least, but Sousie was too f^mart to uncover himself, and we were emulating Indian habits in a conimendable style. Finally I reached into the carryall ( that of necessity was always inside the tee- pee, to prevent the dogs from eating the rawhide strings with which it was lashed up), and fished out of the snow a small sack of frozen biscuits, which I passed around un- der cover; and that was all we had to eat until the next morning. The wind raged all day, and as night came on it increased, and, combined with the jerking and flapping of the teepee ard the howling dogs outside, made the long, dreary night hideous. , AIKTIC WOI.VKB .867 )ping At the first ntrcak of dawn, Snusif pci'ix'd out niul gave an Indian wlioop; tln'n nnid, in a clict'rt'ul tone, with nnich f'inpliasiH : " Nazu I Nazu!"' (^ood). Mr. Kea and mysflf l)ad Immmi in our Idnnkt'ts for two nights and out- day, therefore wen' in ii good frame of mind for suoh flu'Hring news, not having eaten anything for thirty-six hours, excepting ix frozen hiscuit. We liad handy enough sticks to make fire sufhcifiit to ))ring the ketth'H to a hoil, and were very ghul for the opportunity of proceeding on our journey. By the time tlie sun was up we were oflf for the " hig water." The thfrmometer registered forty degrees behiw zero, the wind was sliarp, and our faces were more or less frosted. Ahout noon we were gliding over Clinton Golden lake in a northeasterly direction. At 3 t»'clock in the afternoon we saw a clump of bushes far to the east, up a deep ravine. When we arrived and inspected it, found nothing ))ut green sticks, but discovered anotlier grove with some dry wood (very limited). Here we pitched our teepee. That night it snowed and blew furiously. Mr. Rea and Sousie had killed three caril)ou before the storm set in, and we were well supplied with meat. Next day was so stormy we were ol>liged to lie in our l)lankets most of the time. That night the arctic wolves made their appearance. They made no noise, but c^ me for business. It was the sneaking, silent devils tha; •'"'. the mischief. The "calamity-howlers" we did not fear; all we had to do was to stop the calamity ( by killing them plenty of meat ) ; then they always stopped their howling. Long after the midnight hour had passed, our dogs commenced to make a great fuss around the teepee. Finally we made up our minds that the Indian dogs were trying to eat up our dogs, or vice versa. We knew they could not be hungry, as we had supplied them liberally with meat. I heard my faithful shepherd dog, Don, screaming as if about to 1m^ killed. It was so stormy we ;i 11 'im !«■ ! 808 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTIIREH «• W(»ll kuHW that if wo ptirrod, our })f>(lH would ))»> fiUod with BMow. Tho dog cried pitifully. I could not rt'fruin from ruHliiug out, and as I fllippud under tho flap door of our tout, I gral)l)od an axo, and before my feet were out, a dog ran against mo and I wont rolling in tho snow. Aa soon as I could collect niysolf, I discovered all tho dogs were going around tho teepee at a terrific speed, and hehind them came nearly as many white objects, which Bent a thrilling sensation over me, as it reminded me of the "white-winged messengers of death." I knew what it all meant, and called to Mr. Rea to hand me the gun, crying, "Wolves I wolves! " Before he could pass it out, a monstrous wolf dashed at one of the little shepherd dogs that had taken refuge between my legs. I struck at him with the axe, but missed. "Don's" courage was still with him, for he caught the wolf by the hind leg, but tho monster seized him by tho l)ack and started toward the brush a few rods to the east. Just then Mr. Rea handed me my Winchester. I ran up to the enraged brute, almost close enough to touch liim with the gun, and fired. He let loose his hold and dashed at me. I warded him oflf with the gun. He grabl)ed tho barrel of tho Winchester so tightly that ho broke several teeth; he hold it till death relaxed his grip. The ball had passed through his lungs. I cut off his head and skinned it for mounting. As soon as I had disposed of the dreadful brute, tho others skulked into the brush. We took the dogs into our teepee, and at daybreak pulled out for the north. The storm had not fully abated, yet wo could make fair time; in fact, we were ohlUjed to tnake time or freeze. All day we plo'ved through the soft snow until nearly night, when we came to an immense band of cariljou. Mr. Rea, Sousie and I killed (^ne each. We then went into camp alxmt *wo miles north of where we had killed them. We took particular pains to take the fattest ani- nnil and leave two for the howling wolves, so as to get rid mi- rid WATCIIIXU von MTHK-OXKN HOO of them if |)OHHiltl»'. W«> t(Htk t\\o do^H into tho tout, ati l:s rings of knots, and they num- bered thirty-eight. To say that we were rejoiceu once more, does not express our emotions in the slightest degree. We quickly cooked our meat, as meat was all we had, and then continued fifteen miles farther, to Artillery lake, where we camped for the night. Here we made known to Sousie that our hunt was not ended — only commenced; that we would pull a little farther down the lake on the morrow, get some good dry wood and then go to the northeast for musk-ox. Sousie's eyes rolled in their sockets, for the Indians all believe that if any musk-ox is taken out alive, all other animals will follow. They also worship the musk-ox as a god, believing it an unrighteous act to catch them or dispose of them in any way except to shoot them. They talk to them as if they were human beings. Sousie looked wild and perplexed. He said: "Why, 0 white man with long legs, why do you wish again to freeze, and be devoured by wolves ? Have you not al- ready killed more and larger musk-oxen than any of your family who ever hunted them in this far-away country ? You have already left three heads and as many hides to be eaten by the wolves. The Great Spirit don't approve of that kind of work. I told a lie already for you, as the musk-oxen understood me that we would only kill what we needed, and I can't fool any more that way." He was much distressed over our intentions, and he would say no more, except " Nazzula I Nazzulal" ("no good " or " awful bad "). We gave him our ultimatum, and he knew there was no use to protest. He could speak a few words of English, and we had learned the language THE GUIDE REFUSES TO <30 FARTHER 879 of the Slave tribe very well ; ho that with signs and words, both of which he understood, and the English language together^ we could understand and make known to Sousie any ordinary subject. He was quick-witted, and "caught on " without difficulty. Next day we pulled to the tim- ber, and Sousie said he must go home: " Jackwee bur hula " ^ (" squaw-meat none "). We could not prevail on him to go a step with us. We were now far south of the arctic wolf range, p bia courage came back to him. We did succeed in p^rsu;, i.«» ing him to take our musk-ox heads, wolf-scalps ; 1 oi • trophies to our cabin, thus relieving our fat; • 'bv dogs of a great burden. We ate dinner together, aha' v aich Sousie started down the lake, and we went nctheast. > In all the words of the Slave language with which I am famll. , ti ) accent [s placed on the ultimate, which gives a sad Intonation. Their language comprises very few words, and upon the emphasis depends the meaning. For Instance, a word mean- ing a short distance will be soft, without any accent ; while if meaning farther uwuy, the same word is accentuated,— so that by varying the accent, all known degrees of distance may be conveyed by the same word. ■•t ■ :l •J ;i( CHAPTER XXIV COLONEL JONES AND JOHN R. REA BTART FOR CHESTER- FIELD INLET, NEAR THE MAGNET POLE, ALONE — MEET A BAND OF ESKIMOS ON DOOBAUNT RIVER — DISCOVER • YOUNG MUSK-OX NEAR THE ARCTIC OCEAN — SHOOT ALL BUT THE CALVES — FIVE ARE LASSOED- WILD WEST SHOW IN THE FROZEN ZONE — WOLVES DEVOUR A SHEP- HERD DOG — MAKE NTGHT HIDEOUS — A START FOR HOME — POOR PROGRESS — ANOTHER NIGHT OF DREAD — CAR- TRIDGES GIVE OUT, AND DESTRUCTION BV WOLVES SEEMS IMMINENT — TOILING WITH THE CAPTIVES BY DAY AND FIGHTING THE ARCTIC WOLVES BY NIGHT — INDIANS OR ESKIMOS CUT THE THROATS OF THE MUSK-OXEN WHILE THEIR CAPTORS ARE SLEEPING — OBLIGED TO ABANDON THE HUNT FOR LACK OF AMMUNITION — A HUNDRED MILES FROM CABIN, AND OUT OF PROVISIONS — COLONEF- JONES FIRES THE LAST CARTRIDGE AND KILLS A REIN- DEER— A HAPPY NIGHT — REACH THEIR CABIN HOME IN DEPLORABLE CONDITION. THE first night after parting witli our guide we camped near a small clump of dry sticks, which saved the wood we were hauling. The next two days we trnveled east by northeast through a blinding storm. The next day was fair, and we made good time until about noon, when we struck a tributary of the Doobaunt river, and found plenty of wood. We followed the stream in a northeasterly direction until night, and camped in a large canon at the mouth of the Doobaunt proper, just north of the lake of the same name. Here were dead spruce trees, some a foot in diam- eter. Next day we found the river trending to the east, (380) AN INTEBVIKW WITH EHKIMOH 8Sl and abandoned ifwhero it empties into Cheaterfield inlet, taking a northerly direction. Just before leaving "the river we came to a camp of Es- kimos containing twenty men and throe women. They were dressed entirely in furs, and looked robust and healthy. I supposed they were Indians, until I came in close proximity to them ; but when I saw holes in the un- der lips of the men, with ivory butu(jn8 inserted, T knew they were not Indians, but Eskimos. I attempted to pass around them, at which one of the old men struck hims^'lf on the breast and uttered some words which I in- terpreted to be, "Me good Indian I " He had evidently been among the whalers of the Arctic ocean. I stopped, and repeating the signal, turned toward the little fire they surrounded. As soon as Mr. Rea arrived he remarked, "Well, I guess we have run into a hornet's nest." I an- swered, "Yes, no douV)t." We had a pot of tea made, and invited them to drink, and to eat meat. They cer- tainly drank tea, but touched the meat lightly, as they had an abundance of their own. Apparently they seemed determined to drink tea all the afternoon ; so, to rid our- selves of them, we gave them about a pound of it and a sheet-iron bucket to boil water in. This seemingly satis- fied them, and we hastily drove away. They ran after us, but we paid no attention to their chatter, not stopping until late at night. While among them I noticed shot- guns and a few small ])reech-loading English rifles. That evening we found where they had made walls of blocks of snow to shelter them from the piercing storm that held lis so close to our teepee. On the 16th and 17th we passed through some of the most rugged and God-forsaken country that I have ever seen. The caribou were alnnidant, and we never lacked for meat. We saw a few jack-rabbits, and numberless wolves; several black wolves were also seen, and many tracks of the arctic fox, but that animal :s so shy we never saw one. On the 18th we saw droppings of the !J u 'i 882 KOHTY YEARS OF ADVKNTUREH niUBk-ox, aiul ljit»< in thn evening saw thrw old bulls, hut dill not dihturli them. The 10th came, clear and warm. Bofore wo had pro- ceeded three niileH we crosHed the trackH of about a dozen muHk-oxcii, nuult^ that morning. VVe halted, and Mr. Rea foihtwed tile tracks, soon returning, and reported the herd Just ahead, behind a large peak of rocks. We took t)ur guns and slipped up closely to them; counted six cows, Ave or six young animals, l)ut only one yearling, and as yearlings were as large an animal as we cared to tackle, we rose up and walked directly toward them. They also advanced to meet us, approaching so close we could see their eyes bulging out, not to exceed seventy-five yards away. Finally one of the cows gave a snort, and away all went, running southward against the wind. We returned to our sleds without shooting, and drove to t he shelter of a high range of stone a mile to the east and went into camp, deciding to circle around for game. While we were pitching the tent our shepherd dogs kept barking and trying to get loose ; ( we always kept the shepherd dogs chained to the sled.) Finally I climbed to the crest of the ridge, and there Ptood, or rather lay, a herd of musk-oxen just beyond, on the sunny south slope. And now we knew what had caused the dogs so much worry — they had scented the strange beasts. I saw the herd contained animals of all sizes, and re- treated to the teepee without their observing me. Mr. Rea had tea boiling, which we soon hastily drank, and swallowed our dinner of meat. We then opened the bag of ropes, swivels, hobbles, etc., aiul put them in shape. Our lassos were swung around our necks, also a long half-inch rope intended for an anchor-line. Our gun magazines were filled with cartridges ; our pockets also : everything was now ready. When we reached the crest of the divide I must confess my heart beat a little quicker than usual — perhaps owing to the high altitude, or from exhaustion in climbing with such a load of ropes, guns, ammunition, and hobbles. AFTER THE HEHI) OK Ml'PK-OXEN »88 I said to Mr. Rea, " Lot's tfiko it roolly,and hnvo a lit- tle rest." H»' Bniiled, and said, "All rif;5ht." I had HuppoHfd he would Ret vhpv much excited, not hav- ing had the experience of myself in catching bufYalo and other wild aninnals, hut I could not detect in him a mo- tion that evinced the least nervousness. Long before leaving our cabin on the Great Slave lake we had our plans well matured as to the manner in which we were to capture the animals we >. re after. We were to rwn up to within a hundred yards of them, imder cover if possi- ble, and shoot down all but two cows and the yearlings. We were then to break the hind legs of those cows, so they could not run, but stay and fight. We expected the year- lings would keep close to their mothers until we coiild lasso and tie every one. There were in the herd seven cows, two two-year-olds, and six yearlings. It being luilawful to hunt musk-oxen with dogs, we left our sliepherds tied to the sleds; the others we could rely upon staying with them; of course we didn't intend to violate the lawl My shepherd dogs knew that musk-oxen were near, and they were to bo cheated out of a very good time; but "Scrapper" had made up his dog's mind to be in at the killing if possible. We were creeping up behind some rocks for final position, when to oxir surprise five dogs went thundering past after the musk-oxen. "Scrapper'' had slipped his collar and led the way ; all the others not tied followed at his heels. The herd rounded up close together at first, as if to fight wolves,* but they soon separated, and escaped from us, ex( pting two cows, a two-year-old, and five yearlings. ij n V. I!' 1 Ma8k-oz»n alwayH moye In herds ; very seldom Is one seen alone. When pnrsued b; wolves they invariably form In a circle, heads outward, the young animals Instinct- ively taking th Ir place In the hollow center, remaining there until all danger Is past and the formation of the herd broken up. The Indians assert that a single full- grown musk-ox can defend Itself against any number of wolves, provided It finds a large rock or ridge to back against. I very much doubt the statement. They never depe^i" upon running from an enemy for safety, however. Their horns are very long aiul sharp, formed In the most suitable curves for dbfense, and are so massive, an.l sst Into the head so firmly, that no force, even should they strike a rock, could knock ihem loose or break them off, '.in 884 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES — which was a most fortunate division for us. Our plans were carried out to the letter, with the exception of shoot- ing under cover and breaking the hind legs of two cows. We both shot, when one cow and the two-year-old sank on the snow. I called to Mr. Rea, " Break the hind legs of the cow I " It required fine shooting to do it, and I knew Mr. Rea was the best shot ; at least he was while I was obliged to wear smoked glasses, as I had a slight touch of snow-blindness. He complied with my request, and at the second shot she dropped down on her hock- joints, a fixed object instead of a runaway. True, this was cruel, l^ut such acts are always pardonable in the interest of science. My lasso was soon in shape, and I moved forward to take the little ones " out of other dan- gers into which they might fly." The pretty, black, glossy creatures were terribly excited, and hovered around the old cow like a brood of goslings around a fighting gander when danger surrounds them. When I arrived at throwing distance one yearling jtood alongsicie the old cow, liis head close to hers. I whirled the noose in the air till it fairly hissed, and let it fly for the prize. The rope went fairly well to the mark, ))ut a little too far, and hooked over the point of the old cow's right horn, where it hung up. The little dog was biting at the heels of the animals, which kept them twisting around in all directions, while our sled-dogs stood in front of the old cow, keeping up such a continual l)ark- ing that it held her steadfast facing them. I paused a moment; just then "Scrapper" nipped the heels of the yearling that I was after ^ which caused it to nuike a bound forward right into the loop, knocking it from the cow's horn, when with a quick jerk I fastened it safely around its neck. Mr. Rea was on hand, and we commenced to pull the rascal in, in about the same style as if there were a hun- dred-pound trout at the end of our line. Now came the danger of the others escaping, as all the dogs left the old LABBOOING MUSK-OX CALVEB 385 COW and made for the animal we had caught, as we antici- pated they would ; and for that reason we had spiked the old cow to the very earth by breaking her legs. She made several lunges in her frantic effort to escape, but finding she was doomed, she suddenly stood still. The other four yearlings, relying entirely on her gener- alship, waited and lingered with her. We drove the dogs off as quickly as possible, but not until they had made several bleeding wounds on the legs of the one we had on the line. Mr. Rea held the rope while I threw a lasso on one of the animal's hind legs, by means of which we soon stretched the stubborn little brute on the snow. We has- tily tied all four legs together in the same style I used to tie a hog when a buy on my father's farm. Then I took the lasso and walked up until quite close, and as soon as one of the yearlings came darting around the cow, I gave my rope a whirl and threw it over another, but the little beast went right through the loop, excepting its hind legs. By a quick pull I caught it just above the ankles, and soon pulled it out in sled fashion. The dogs did not trouble it much, as they had learned in the melee with the first one caught what was expected of them. One by one we dragged the little beauties out and tied them, until we had four safely in the toils. I was so nearly exhausted that I could scarcely stand, and the dogs were making things " red hot" for the last yearling. Sometimes it would be fighting them ; sometimes running around the old cow, becoming so frisky that I made sev- eral throws at it, but missed. Finally Scrapper nipped it so sharp. y, it sought other protection, and came bound- ing over to me. I was sure it had selected me to take vengeance on, and made ready to jump aside to let it pass, ))ut it r'ln to my left side, and as it did so I whirled around and laid the noose over its head without throwing it at all. As soon as it winded me, it darted toward the old cow, !'J — '.>:i ' l\ Hi 886 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES jerking me headlong in the snow ; but the dogs were after it, — so it came bounding back. Mr. Rea grabbed it as it endeavored to pass between us, and threw it. I was soon on its neck ; its legs were quickly bound, like the others. Our dogs were then whipped off and made to lie down. I was completely exhausted, and was obliged to ask Mr. Rea to go to the camp, half a mile away, and bring some water. He brought a small pail of cold tea, which re- vived me very much. Before leaving for the tea, however, he put an end to the cow's misery by sending a ball through her vitals. We had not taken time to size the animals up, and it was a very interesting hour of my life, when I could quietly stand and see every twinkle of their eyes. The long shaggy fleece that covered the little creatures was of a browner color than that on the old bulls. They looked more like doll animals than like real live musk-oxen. Their short legs made me Hkevi them to a little Shet- land pony colt, as compared with a race-horse. They had a tuft of long hair on the shoulders and also on their necks. The males had small sharp horns that pointed straight out from the side of the head and protruded about an inch through the thick mat of hair ; while the females' horns were not visible at all, yet could be felt beneath the clump of hair. Though they seemed dimin- utive, they were deceiving in size and the weight of their bodies. I had seen several of different ages, mounted in museums ; but it is evident the taxidermist never had seen one alive, or these specimens would have been filled out more plumply, and their bodies taken almost exactly the shape of a barrel. The very little nutrition contained in the moss compels them to gorge themselves until they have assumed an alniormal shape. These we captured really resembled a domestic yearling calf in the spring- time, that has been wintered at a strawstack. We now commenced to gather up the captives. We first took our long hemp rope, and tied five loops in it about 11 Ig- ATTACKED BY WOLVES 887 twelve feet apart ; we then fastened each end of this rope to large rocks, and drew it quite tightly. From the loops a small rope was attached, at the end of which was a swivel, which in turn was fastened to the small rope around the animal's neck, in order to prevent tangling, or choking to death. While marching our yearlings up to the anchor-line, we loosened only two of their legs, but when they were securely fastened to it, gave them the free- dom of all their limbs, and the way they made the long line jerk and whirl for an hour or more was amusing. It was so long, however, that it relaxed at every surge of the ani- mals, thus preventing the possibility of injuring, that would have otherwise occurred, as it yielded to every effort in their attempt to escape. I had handled buffalo so often that my premeditated plans for the capture of musk-oxen were very easy for us to put into execution. We moved our teepee over to the south side of the hill, within about a hundred feet of one end "^ of the anchor- line, and watched the frisky little captives endeavoring to regain their freedom, until the sun had sunk in the west. No sooner had the king of day passed beyond our vi- sion, than we heard a pack of wolves just over the ridge. We knew what it meant — no sleep for us that night. As there was plenty of meat lying a little to the southeast of us, we had hoped they would be content to let us alone. Not so, however. It appeared as if they had not found the carcasses of animals we had killed, but drew nearer and nearer our little live ones, evidently wanting meat they had themselves killed. • As night advanced, the ravenous messengers of death came o«. Our dogs were loosened upon the supposition they would be in no danger as long as we remained out- side with them, but little "Scrapper," one of our best shepherd heelers, anxiovxs to measure his strength with them, dashed over the divide after one, where he had a "scrap" that the poor fellow hardly anticipated; that was the last we ever saw of him. Doubtless he was de- !r» -! h t I I 888 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES voured in a minute by the pack we knew he had encoun- tered. It was warm and pleasant that evening, compared with others we had experienced ; so I took my stand at the end of the rope farthest from our teepee; Mr. Rea at the other. We both had our guns and plenty of cartridges, and one by one we rolled the white monsters over as they appeared. We never pretended to shoot when they were more than forty yards away. Sometimes they would come singly, then in howling groups, two to a dozen in the pack. All night long — about nine hours of darkness — the crazy fools would trot up to be slaughtered ; most of them running as soon as shot, unless we i)ut a ball in their head or breast. Those wounded would drag themselves away, to be instantly devoured by the others. When morning came they were just as numerous as during the night, and the sun was high in the heavens before they c(jmmenced to skulk away or attempt to get under cover. About noon we determined to try to get out of the horrid place. We had killed twelve wolves outright, and twice as ii.uny more, wounded, had gone of, to bo devoured by their companions. We tied one end of ivr ancii' r-lirx- o the carryall, I walking behind, holding the otiier. We set our only shepherd dog at heeling the yearlings up, as they were very stubborn at first, refusing to be led; but within an hour we succeeded in cooling them down somewhat. We fixed hackimos^ in the mouths of our animals, so they could not pull very hard on the line, which saved me many upsets. The day was warm, the snow melting rapidly, with the thermometer registering forty-eight degrees above zero at noon. We set our compass, marked our line of retreat, ' Hncfcvi.io, a beHilHtall made with the rope after one end Is fastened around the iienb. BO that It passeii throufjb the uninial'M uoutb, whereby It can be held with but ivtit) efort. ,1 n!' jj f j 'liW if '■U 1 h- .1 1 1 ;.. , • : )i 4:' ^ \\ n ^■^ ^! % m z lii X o I o Z 3 O > o z C3 Z o: 1 ■H THE RETURN TO THE CABIN 889 and started off, desiring to get along as fast as possible, as it was four o'clock in the afternoon before we got fairly under way. When the start was made, some of the animals pulled back on their haunches and stopped the whole train. At this juncture all I had to do was to point my finger at the refractory animal, when Don would fly at them, nipping their heels, at which they would take a spurt forward and I be pitched headlong in the sloppy snow; then they would change ends in order to fight the dog. Sometimes the animals would become tangled in the line ; the hind one in front and the front one behind. It was certainly discouraging. If we undertook to untangle them we were sure to receive a butt or two that would send us rolling over and over. My shins that night were "as black as the ace of spades." Musk-oxen are unlike the buffalo in one respect; that is, they do not kick like a mule, while the buffalo kicks like two mules — only miich harder and oftener. The cows are of about the size of a thorough-bred Jersey, but not so tall. Their legs are so short, they look as if stand- ing on their knees. They have four teats like a cow, but tlipy are short; have a round, compact udder. They ap- parently drop their calves about the middle of May. We went into camp the first night of our homeward journey about three miles from where we caught our ani- mals. The wolves appeared, and were as numerous as on the night previous; indeed, more so. They were deter- mined, apparently, to have dog, musk-ox, or human flesh : sometimes it seemed they would get all. Our ammuni- tion getting scarce; we did not dare waste a single shot. We were compelled to employ our dogs to help start the ravenous group oft', but they soon tired out, and skulked back to the tent. We threw stones, and even resorted to clubs as weapons, taken from our wood supply. We shot only the foremost one of the pack, which was always an old whitt' male. If we drew Itlood on one, it retreated to the ( i 800 FORTV VEAB8 OF ADVENTUBEH main pack in the rear, where it was instantly devoured without ceremony — every morsel eaten excepting the skull and skin. When morning arrived we again started on our home- ward march. All that we had taught our musk-oxen on the day previous we discovered to our disgust had been forgotten, and that they possessed more "cussedness" than we had imagined possible. They were as bad, if not worse, than when we first broke camp. All of them were gaunt, not having eaten anything since their capture ; at which we felt alarmed, fearing they would refuse to eat, and die. We worked carefully with them until about ten o'clock, then pitched our tent; and as there were no wolves bothering, we laid down and slept soundly till awakened by the barking of our dogs. On looking out, there stood a herd of reindeer not two hundred yards away; apparently inspecting the small herd of musk-oxen and dogs, as well as our tent. Our dogs were as much worn out as ourselves, — so much so that they hardly knew whether to run out and catch a deer or not, after we haW broken both of its fore legs. We secured two fine fat animals, and, after dressing and taking thi-> best part, gave the dogs all they wanted, and proceeded on our journey. We made fully ten miles that day, i^nd felt en- couraged. When we stopped and anchored the animals, two of them commenced to paw up the moss and grass, and ate freely. We felt Inghly elated, as almost the last cause of fear had been cleared away. The wolves were prowling around on all sides. That night was a repeti- tion of the two previous nights. To our delight, we noticed all the musk-oxen diligently pawing up the moss and 'ating it, excepting the first one we had caught. It appeared stiff and sore from the wounds made by the dogs. As soon at daylight arrived, we struck our tent and continued the journey, swinging a little more to the south, as it was evident we must procure another supply of wood before crossing the divide between the Doobaunt river and the great lakes. MUSK-OXEN KILLED BY MARAUDERS 891 one mds [•uck laore ther the We again slept during the middle of the day, and about three o'clock started on our journey. We reeled oflf from fifteen to eighteen miles during the day, and had the yearlings so subdued that they gave us much less trouble than on the previous days. The day had been dark and cloudy, and the wolves appeared much earlier than on the days previous, having no doubt followed us from the last camp. We did not have more than a doz'ii cartridges left, and depended upon our guns alone for meat for our- selves and dogs. The situation began to look serious. Our bread had been all gone for two weeks. We battled all night with the wolves and managed to keep them "from the door," and from devouring our animals. The weather turned quite warm during the night : we were having an old-fashioned January thaw, and all the musk- oxen worked diligently filling themselves with such prov- ender as they could paw out. The wounded one appeared convalescent and refreshed. We had secured two bulls and three heifers, and were now in high spirits over our golden prize ; yet dreaded our possible fate, on account of the constant pursuit of the wolves and our short supply of cartridges. We were off early that morning, bearing directly 9<>uth for Doohaunt river, as only a few sticks of wood were left with which to cook meat, and to melt snow for water to quench our thirst and refresh our exhausted bodies. Wi expected certainly to reach timber the next day. A!)oiit eleven o'clock we halted, having worried along fully ten miles that morning. Hei'e, after taking a slight luueh and drinking cold tea that we carried in a rubber bag ( the life preserver I bought at Edmonton), we rolled up in our blankets, and I was soon dreaming of my far-away sunny home in Oklahoma. About three o'clock Mr. Rea woke up and went otit to look after our animals. He re- turned, and said, "Jones, we are ruined! some one has killed all our musk-oxen. They have cut their throats I " I awoke from my happy dreams, and thought him only i^ '. ■\>fi t • Mil 802 FORTY YEAHH OF ADVENTURES joking. I raised thf sido of the tent, looked out, and saw it was too true I Then my heart that had been thro})l)ing HO buoyantly with joy in the past few days sank within me; a dizziness seemed to come over me, and I fell back on my l)lanket8 and was soon lost in a deep slumber. Mr. Rea said afterwards, it was quite difficult to arouse mo again. We went out and inspected the situation of atYaira. There had been twelve or fifteen Eskimos or Indians there on snowshoes, and they had cut the throats of all of our animals, leaving them lying dead with the ropes around their necks. We had only one dog ( Don) left that would bark at the appearancp of Indians, and he was so badly mangled Ijy the wolves he could scarcely heel up the ani- mals on the marches, and we had allowed him a caribou- skin inside the tent to sleep on. Had he been outside, doubtless he would have given the alarm, and we would have saved the yearlings, or shared their fate ourselves. The marauders left a peculiar-looking knife on the snow near the animals, having a handle about eighteen inches long, made of caribou or some other animal's rib, or tusk, with a blade four inches long, riveted to the large end of the bone. If we had known whether this knife-handle was from a land or sea animal, I could have decided who h:id committed the dastardly deed — Indians or Eskimos. If it belonged to a sea animal, it would implicate the Eski- mos; if to a caribou, more than likely the Indians. We followed the snowshoe-tracks for nearly four milps, and discovered that the party had been following our trail, and had retreated by the same route. We returned to our camp sad and weary, not able to tell if they were Es- kimos or Indians. Apparently we were on the neutral grounds between the hunting-fields of these two savage tribes. We had been warned time and time again by the Indians not to take any musk-oxen alive, but had paid no attention to them, as we were well armed, and knew they were cowardly and dare not open fire on us. We expected HOPE OF BECURINO LIVE MUSK-OXEN ABANDONED 808 to guard our animals day and night while passing through tho enemy's country. It did not enter our mindis that there was an Indian within two hundred miles of us, and we did not suspect the Eskimos of such treachery. We were so worn out and depressed in spirits that we rolled up in our blankets and slept until night was fully on, when we were awakened by the dogs 1)arking and running around the teepee, occasicnially screaming as though they were being devoured. We soon saw the wolves were clos- ing in on them, and called all the doga into the teepee. Then we took turns in keeping watch, in fear of beirg destroyed, as we had no cartridges to waste. When morning arrived we unloaded everything we could possibly spare; threw away all we had left of the sack of ropes, swivels, hobbles, etc., as well as a small sack of salt and other unnecessary Inirdens. Before leaving the dead animals we went out, hoping to save one or two of the heads for mounting, but found the wolves had de- voured everything, excepting the hair, which convinced us they must have been desperately hungry. We had been so worried and perplexed the day before, that it never occurred to us that we would want to see even any part (if the remains of our dead animals. We abandoned all hope of securing even a single live musk-ox. We would have returned to their haunts and tried again, but knew tha\- such action would be suicidal, as our ammunition was almost gone, and it was a serious question whether we could reach our cabin without taking great chances of starvation. So, with sad hearts and profound regrets, we relin- quished all our high hopes, and turned our faces south- ward. The snow was melting rapidly, and we were obliged to pull across the ridges on bare rocks. Tln' sledding was good on the little valleys and lakes, which cover about one-fourth of the whole area of the country. We reached a canon of Doobaunt river that evening, IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) 1.0 I.I us ■ 40 2.5 2.0 18 1.25 1.4 1.6 < ^- 6" ^ Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 .^ "^ 804 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURE8 and supplied ourselves with enough dry wood to last dur- ing several days while resting, and for the three-days journey to Artillery lake. The wolves were not nearly as numerous after we lost our musk-oxen. They had doubt- less been attracted by them, and as we had traveled slowly they followed us, and probably wero joined by others every lay. We killed plenty of meat at the canon where we found wood, and finally made a bee line for Artillery lake. When we reached the latter place, I had just one carvxidge left in the magazine of my gun. We had barely meat enough for supper, and there was yet a three-days journey ahead. The great herd of reindeer had already passed to the nortii, and only occasionally could we see a stray one, and they were very shy. We had directed our course so accurately that we struck Artillery lake about two miles north of where we had left it. When nearly down the divide, two reindeer ran out of a draw ahead of us, and circled around to the north. They came within about four hundred yards, and one stopped nearly facing us. I had my gun ready, and no sooner had it halted than I had "a bead" on it. Mr. Rea shouted, "Shoot the other one I It stands broadside to us ; " but I did not see "the other one," and was determined not to give up my chance, to look for it. This was our only hope. If ever I took aim carefully and held my rifle with a steady nerve, it was then . I judged the distance quickly, knowing the animal woiild pause but a moment and then be gone. I elevated my gun about four inches above the top of his shoulders, and touched the trigger. " Bang!" went the gun. A puff of sn:oke, the recoil of my Win- chester, and at almost the same instant the sound of a sudden "spat" reached my ears, which assured me that the deadly bullet had been well directed. As the smoke cleared away, I saw the coveted prize lying on the snow, and the "other one" flying northward. " Thanks 1 thanks! my worthy friend," sang out Mr. Rea, from where he stood. ARRIVAL AT THE CABIN 896 We went to where the dead deer was lying, and upon examination, found the ball had hit exactly where I in- tended, at the point of the shoulder, coming out on the other side near the flank, having pierced the animal's vitals. We were almost overjoyed at our good fortune in having secured such a magnificent doe. It lasted us and the dogs until we reached our cabin, where we had left an abundance of dry meat. We journeyed down the caiion, where there was plenty of wood, and enjoyed a royal feast. The next day we reached Artillery lake, where we found fine sledding until we arrived at the portage which car- ried us over to Great Slave lake. The country there was almost bare ground, and we had about thirty miles to lug our sled across. We were obliged to pull along with the dogs in order to make any progress whatever; some days we did not exceed ten miles. But we worried along, and finally reached the cabin on the afternoon of the 10th of April, having been absent forty-four days, traveling on an average not less than twenty-five miles per day, through storms and blizzards, over ice, rocks, and plains ; making in all fully thirty-nine days' travel, or a distance of 975 miles, on snowshoes. So the reader must concede that we had a foretaste, at least, of real Arctic exploring. When we reached the low altitude of the Great Slave lake, nearly all the snow had disappeared ; the birds were singing as sweetly and warbling their carols as joyously as those of the far south. 3now, ) Mr. i Ml tj H CHAPTER XXV AT THE CABIN HOME HYDROPHOBIA AMONG THE DOGS — ONE DOG SEVERS A STEEL CHAIN WITH HIS TEETH, AND DISAPPEARS MR. REA's NARROW ESCAPE WAITING FOR SUMMER HOW TO REACH THE NORTH POLE — COLONEL JONEs's PRACTICAL METHOD A START FOR THE SUNNY SOUTH SLOW PROGRESS, LESS THAN A MILE A DAY LAKE FROZEN FROM SHORE TO SHORE ON THE FOURTH OF JULY — LIVING ON BREAD ALONE — ARRIVE AT FORT RESOLUTION IN THE MIDDLE OF JULY — FIRST NEWS OF THE WAR WITH SPAIN — MUSIC IN THE FAR NORTH, THE "SWEETEST EVER HEARD " COLO- NEL JONES SO BEWILDERED, FANCIED HIMSELF IN THE "spirit land" — FEASTING ON THE FRUITS OF HIS NA- TIVE COUNTRY ONCE MORE — GRAND RECEPTION AT THE FORT. WHEN we arrived at our cabin, after our mnsk- ox hunt, lioth of us wei'e completely worn out. My feet were swollen to twice their usual size ; where the snowshoe-straps crossed, the blood oozed out and saturated my socks. Of course we were compelled to wear moccasins in that frigid country, and they could stretch to the size of a gunboat if necessary. We found the Indians congregated about a mile from our cabin in large numbers. They had picked up every conceivable thing left outside of a radius of two rods from the building. The knowledge that the revolvers and (396) I ■I I I HYDROPHOBIA AMONG THE DOGB tm < i gun were inside, and the assurance that the keg of powder would explode in the cabin, kept them all at a respect- ful distance from it. Had it not been for these facts, every vestige of our supplies left behind would have been carried away by the thieving band, and our experience would have been that of all others who ever trusted to the honesty of hungry Indians. To their credit be it said, however, that when not hungry ( which is rarely the case ) they can be trusted implicitly, for the property of others is then regarded as sacred, particularly caches where food is deposited, and only when upon the verge of star- vation will they touch it. Our supplies no doubt would have been an exception to the rule, — at least we believed so. Shortly after reaching our cabin we noticed that one of our large dogs ("General ") next to the lead in the team grew very quarrelsome, and was continually fighting his comrades. He was quite old, and his tusks were worn off until very blunt. We had observed his strange actions while on the last of our homeward trail, but knowing he could do little harm we paid but little attention to them. He had always been peaceable, and we trusted him more than we ought; at least Mr. Rea did. I was convinced from his strange actions and the froth from his mouth that he had a genuine attack of hydrophobia. He would bite his tongue until the blood and foam would run out of his mouth in a stream, and was continually snapping at everything that came near him. When we tied him up he would howl so pitifully we could not sleep. Sev- eral times Mr. Rea got up in the night and let him loose. During the day while hauling wood, he would pull all the load himself, trying to get to the dog ahead to fight him. It made no difference how many joined against him, the more there were the better he liked it. His teeth being so dull was all that allowed a single one to escape. He was very vicious when once aroused to anger, and had ])een the most faithful of our train-dogs in gr.oiding oft' the wolves ; !!• : m ' : I li 898 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES 10. i but the wolves had wounded him severely at various times. His nose had been badly split, as well as his under lip, while other wounds on his head plainly showed he had always been "in at the finish." He constantly grew worse. One day when we were out with the sleds on a hunting-trip, "General" stopped about every half- hour, turned entirely around in the harness, and fought the ot^.er dogs viciously. As soon as unharnessed ho would pounce upon the first dog he met, upon which, all the train would set upon him ; but it did not daunt his courage in the least, — it only stimulated him to greater effort. I suggested to Mr. Rea that the dog was surely mad. He scouted the idea. Then we fastened him with a steel chain, and in less than an hour he had severed it with his teeth and immediately attacked the other dogs. Twice he was thus fastened, and as often severed the chain with his teeth. I do not wish to convey the idea that he cut a steel chain as a smith would do with a cold-chisel, but he crushed the links so hard they snapped apart and set him free. Probably no one who may read the above will credit the statement, but it is absolutely true. The dog was undoubtedly endowed with this abnormal strength of jaw, under the influence of the terrible disease from which he was suffering. Finally he attacked Mr. Rea, and but for his thick buckskin mittens and the blunt teeth of the dog, he would have been inoculated with the poisonous virus. Mr. Rea grabbed his gun, and instantly put an end to old " Gen- eral's " sufferings. We were convinced that he had a well-developed case of hydrophobia ; that he had been inoculated by the bite of the wolf which came so near to me that night at the tent while I was out on the musk-ox hunt. The wolf, doubt- less, was passing through the last stage of the dreadful scourge itself. I firmly believe it is that disease which keeps the wolves of the Barren Lands reduced in num.ber, LOSE BEVERAL DOGS 800 of of nt Jt- ul ch ■er, or they would increase so rapidly as to exterminate all ruminant animals, for they propagate fully five to six times faster than either the caribou or musk-ox; besides, .they have no enemies to lessen their number, for the In- dians will never kill a wolf except in self-defense, be- lieving that after death, one who kills a wolf will be transmuted to that animal in the Happy Hunting Grounds. We chained up all our dogs, for fear they too would take the dreadful disease. The third day after disposing of "General," our faithful little "Don," that had been so badly torn by the wolves, showed symptoms of hydro- phobia ; and within twenty-four hours he became so vi- cious that we considered it unsafe to allow him to live any longer, and ended his troubles by a shot from my Winchester. In about twenty days thereafter, "Frank- lin," another train-dog, became very quarrelsome. We neglected to chain him, as his good-nature, as we supposed, would prevent him from doing any harm. The next day, while we were out setting a fish-net, " Franklin " took to the woods, and was never seen afterward. After resting for a week from our visit to the Barren Lands, we fully realized how embarrassing it would be, after spending a year in that region, to return without having secured at least one pair of musk-oxen. We would gladly have waited until May or June and captured some young calves, but having no milk, it was out of the question. We had depended for a supply of milk upon a Mr. William Armstrong, a partner of Mr. Rea who had been on the Mackenzie river trading for furs. I met him at Fort Smith, and made a con- tract with him to go after musk-ox with Mr. Rea and myself. While Mr. Rea and I proceeded to Fort Reliance, Mr. Armstrong was to go to Edmonton by open water in a boat, and return that fall by the same route to Fort Resolution; then to proceed to Fort Reliance on dog- sleds, and join us. Among other things he had promised to bring from Edmonton was a large quantity of con- II. VI I' ^- \ i 400 FORTY YEARS OP ADVENTURES densed milk, with which we would be able to sustain any calves of the musk-ox we might catch. But when he ar- rived at Edmonton, the Alaska gold excitement was at its height; he then forgot all about his partner, Mr. Rea, far off in the Barren Lands, and turned his face to that new El Dorado. Long did we watch and wait for his coming, but received no tidings from him until the 25th of February, when Mr. Rea received a letter by an Indian carrier who had just returned from Fort Resolution. It was not from Mr. Armstrong directly, however, but from a friend at Edmonton, informing him that Mr. Arm- strong had gone to Alaska. This was cold comfort for us, and the only thing remaining to do was to undertake to bring out some yearlings instead of calves. The plan wt)uld have worked successfully had there been one or two other men with us, so that we could have established reg- ular watches and all have secured sleep enough to warrant a continual guard until we had passed beyond the line of danger. Even after our yearlings had been slaughtered, if we could have procured milk we should have remained and brought out some small calves, which could have been accomplished by the aid of canoes for a greater part of the distance, while it would have been impossible for us to transport yearlings or older animals in this manner. Before leaving Fort Reliance we decided not to return up the rivers by the route we went into that country, but chose rather to come out by way of Alaska, as it is all down-stream by that route excepting al)out twenty miles on the Peels river and sixty miles up the Rat river. I made a fair catch of furs during the winter, such as wolves, wolverines, fox, marten, lynx, etc. I had caught three silver-gray foxes, and saved then, alive, and bought two at Resolution, making five; had saved ten marten alive, and was getting along very nicf ly with my charge. These, unfortunately, I was obliged to leave with some Indians on the Great Slave lake when we deternnned to change our course around by Mackenzie river, the Arctic f I: -.P , REMARKS REGARDING THE NORTH POLE 401 ocean, and the Porcupine and Yukon rivers. I hope to have quite a number of the marten and fox brought out Bometime during the winter or next spring, and place them on an island in the North Pacific ocean, for breed- ing purposes. We had been in darkness so much during the previous winter, I was almost wild to reach the land of eternal day. Yes, I felt as if I would like to reach the North Pole, in order to realize the largest possible amount of daylight. Speaking of the North Pole, I desire to say: After my experience in the far North, I have come to the conclusion that the man who reaches the North Pole must be made of sterner metal than anyone who thus far has attempted the perilous journey. No "tenderfoot" will ever hang the flag of his country on the mythical pole, or on a real one, at the northern extremity of this terrestrial globe. When I say "tenderfoot," I mean any- one who has not had experience in all the arts required to meet every contingency necessary to such an undertaking. In the first place, he must be an expert hunter, or rather, an expert " killer." There are thousands of men who can shoot glass balls, kill birds on the wing; also many who can stand on the trails or runways of deer and shoot the majestic stag as he gallops by. He may be a skilled hun- ter, who has pitched his "A" tent in the "Rockies," and been fortunate enough to have slain the stately elk, moun- tain sheep, cariboii, and even the grizzly bear; but all these accomplishments will not, alone, perfect him for the great feat yet to be accomplished. The man who can not only kill game in favorable loca- tions, where there are plenty of blinds behind which to conceal himself, but has learned the secret of creeping on all kinds of animals, equal to the white bear when it stealthily approaches the seal on the smooth ice, is only partially prepared for the adventurous undertaking. He should take lessons of the animals which prey upon others — 28 1 ill ill I : ; 402 FORTY YEARS OV ADVENTURES i •I ^ for food, and not only closely observe them, but put into practice ther lessons learned, until he is as skillful as the creatures that have unconsciously taught him. Did the reader ever study the cunning of a cat endeav- oring to secure a meal? If not, watch her when she dis- covers a mouse, rat, or gopher. She crouches close to the ground, never moving a muscle or winking the eye while the little rodent is still, but the moment the tiny creature moves, or lowers its head to drink or eat, she moves closer and closer, for while the victim-to-be is thus engaged, it does not discover or detect the action of the pursuer. While thus following her methods, she does not take her eyes from off the creature whose dainty flesh is to furnish lier food ; every movement must be weighed and measured accurately, and thus not allow her quarry to detect a sin- gle motion or it would be fatal. When the right moment comes, she is on her victim with a single bound, and the watch is over. What is true of the cat also applies to the panther, lynx, wildcat, mountain lion, and other ani- mals of the feline species, and should also apply to the hunter. During my twoscore years of hunting, on the Plains and in the Arctic region, I learned to kill animals on the open prairie, ice-covered lakes, and barren lands, where there is no shelter behind which to hide, with as much ease as in the forests of the middle States, or among the rocks and hills of the Rocky Mountains. The reindeer and seals are very difficult to approach, owing to their acute sense of sight and smell. The In- dian never attempts, like the Eskimo, to measure cunning with the reindeer in the open country, or on the ice, out relies upon waiting behind trees or rocks, near their trails, or spears them as they cross large rivers or small lakes. The curiosity of the Indians was aroused to a high pitch, when they witnessed my attempt to kill four large rein- deer bulls on the ice without a blind behind which to hide. This, to them, was an unheard-of exploit, but to FAILUKE AI-MOHT CERTAIN 408 ich, (in- to to me it was an ovory-dny occurronot'. i had loarnod to walk lip to tliat most wary of IwaHts, thf antdopt^, on tlio opt-n prairie, with as much case an did the hunter for butTaU) when he stalked tlu»se dumi) aninuils in the early '70s, and could shoot them with all confidence and c(>rtainty. And unless the would-he Arctic explorer is skilled in all the arts of creeping onto and killing game in the open fields, he had as well stay at home. There is another requisite which is just as important to success as the game ([uestion. I refer to the will-power and willingness to do or die, without which the explorer will fail in his purpose. When he starts on his perilous journey, he must have made up his mind he has lived long enough, resign himself to any fate, and be ready to '* give up the ghost" in that land of darkness, rather than have written beside his name, " Failure 1 " Andree, who started to the Pole in a balloon, possessed this determination to such a degree as in one sense to be commendal)le, and if the expedition had been judiciously planned, he might have been successful. His method of locomotion, however, was simply suicidal, and should have been prevented by his Majesty King Oscar of Sweden, in- stead of receiving encouragement from him. No one has any conception of the terrible solitude of a country where the foot of man has never trod, and even animal life ceases to exist. Here the tiny ant, the annoy- ing fly, and even the horrid spider, would be welcome vis- itors. If the winter darkness prevails, one is almost convinced it is the "everlasting darkness " of which we read, minus " the fire which water quencheth not," and is all that is needed to make it a veritable " hades." On the other hand, when the summer sun shines continuously, it causes serious belief that you have reached the portals where "eternal day excludes the night," and were it not for the pangs of hunger, certainly "pleasure would ban- ish pain." f ■ 1 1 'I 404 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURKB :fs Tlio solitudo cjiusos omh to bccdino bfiwiklorpd and lost, niul oiil^ the HtroiiK-nundi'd man, with an indoinitaMe will, Hhould ever attempt, or giv(* H»'ri(ju« thought to the undertaking. When Deatli, the " hxHt enemy," aj^pearH to be right ahead, tlie hero muBt press on harder than be- fore, even to the very end. I firmly believe the North Pole can and will bo found, if such a character or cluiructerH as I have attempted to portray, start with a well-planned expedition and line of march. Of course, dog-sledges are indispensal)le. Were I or- ganizing an expedition, I would not take more than two companions, on the last four hundred miles. I would start with three boat-sleds of five dogs each, with as many reindeer and loose dogs, working them every other day. l'[)on one team I would depend to bring me back, and would feed it fairly well, on dogs and deer killed for that [)urpose. The others I would keep on half-rations, while al)out one-third of the animals would receive very little food. When the first animal gave out, I would kill it and feed the flesh and bones to my dogs, or cache it; and as the others became exhausted, would treat them in the same manner. Thus I would go to the Polo and return, with only one sled. By taking dogs and reindeer for rations, for the return team, it would relieve us of a great l)urden, and lighten our load of provisions. If game were sighted, I would secure it, whether there were blinds or not, and thus save all the dogs possiljle. It is all-important that one be properly and lightly equipped ; also, just as important not to be overburdened with heavy clothing, which is detrimental to locomotion. Worst of all, too much clothing causes the body to be- come heated to such an extent in that climate, where the humidity of the atmosphere is greater than in any other part of the world, that it therel)y causes perspiration so profuse that one's garments become entirely saturated. The sun's rays are almost powerless to cause evaporation ; ("ONKIDKNCE IN PRINCE !,UIOI 405 itly ncd ion. !)(>- tho thcr 11 so nl. on ; cnn8oquontly, wlu'ii at midnight tlip huh ninks nonr t\w horizon, the clothing in frozen BtilV (and this too, in Hiiin- iner-tinie), which robs the explorer of the rest he bo much requires. There is a wny to accomplish anything and everything, and after it lias once been learned, the journey to the North Pole will be comparatively an easy one The only person I have ever had thf^ least contidence would reach the Pole, is the gallant young Italian Prince, Luigi, who is now on his way in that direction. We all know he is a great hunter, and no doubt knows the art of "creeping up " to game. He is reported to be a very successful game-killer, and* is courageous, with great will-power, which, unless judiciously used, may send him to his death; but if he plans with a discretion equal to his vi»lor, all will be well. When he kissed the hand of his aunt, the gracious Queen of Italy, accepted the Hag made by her own skillful hands, and said, "I will place it on the North WAe or never return," I felt persuaded he would succeed. During the long nights of the previous winter the ice had frozen to a deptii of six or seven feet on the Great Slavt* lake, and we must wait for open water or go to Fort Resolution on dog-sleds. My freight was somewhat limited after a stay of eight months; as both of us had been blessed with a good appetite, our raids upon the original stock of provisions had reduced it materially. I could therefore have hauled all I had left with one dog- sled. Fortunately I had cached at Fort Resolution the previous year a goodly supply of fl' ar, l^acon, and other eatables with my friend Mr. Nagle. Mr. Rea wi,* ditl'er- ently situated : he had brought a boat-load of goods, hop- ing to trade with the Indians for furs, but the savages had been so dilatory they were almost destitute; having failed to trap any animals, they consequently had no skins. Failing in the fall to kill any musk-oxen, and not having made their other semi-annual hunt in the spring. I Ik i\h iij; l|' 400 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES ^ doubtless fearing we would follow their trail, they had not even a single robe of that anima), which is their prin- cipal dependence, with which to trade; so Mr. Rea still had all his goods left, with nothing to trade for. Here was a dilemma for which no provision had been made, for it would have required at least four dog-trains to transport Mr. Rea's goods to Fort Resolution, which it was impossible to secure, as, though the Indians had plenty of dogs, these dogs were in a starving condition, therefore the Indians could not go. The Indian dog can- not live upon Arctic snow and do hard work; he appears to do light work around the teepee on that provender I So Mr. Rea was obliged to travel by open water. I was aware that if I could only reach the Mackenzie river on ice it would put me at least a month ahead on my jour- ney, as ice always breaks up on the rivers a month before it does on the lakes. What to do was the problem that confronted me. Mr. Rea consented that I should do whatever I deemed best; that is, go on a sirgle dog-sled, witli the two dogs still re- maining, or remain until open water, when I could go with him. After lying awake several nights, rolling and tumbling in my blankets, I remembered the golden rule. Realizing what a dreadful thing it would be for me to live in that horrid country alone, three or four wearisome months, I decided at once not to treat Mr. Rea as others had, and told him my intentions were to stay with him '' to a finish." \\'hether or not he was pleased in having my company in that God-forsaken country, it is not for me to say; the reader can be the better judge. When June came, the snow left — also our eatables, n , we were obliged to divide our scanty supply with a band of starving Indians who arrived at Susann's wigwam on their way to the Barren Lands after reindeer. We di- vided equally with them, although we needed every scrap badly. They ate it all at one meal, and then left, trust- START FOR FORT RESOLUTION 407 ing to the Great Spirit for their next. Susann and little Ellen joined them to share their fate, on a vag»ii po'^si- bility of living. Before leaving, the little girl came far out of her way, and with tears streaming down her cheeks reached out her little hand and said, "Molar, mecha," (white man, good-by). I gave her many little presents, such as knives, forks, spoons, a blanket, etc., which cheered her despondent soul, and she wended her way on the trail of her mysterious kindred. Susann did not even say good-by, and I was not aggrieved by her action. The female caribou had long since passed to the north. The males still lingered far to the south, and we relied Ciitirely upon catching fish and shooting ducks, but found the fish did not abound in that end of the lake, or at least we failed to catch t.hem in our net, or with hook and line, — no doubt on account of the transparency of the water, which allows the net to be seen from a great distance. We succeeded in shooting a few ducks, but cold weather set in again, and froze the lake completely over. We could see geese and ducks occasionally flying high in the air, but none came down. For eleven days we eked out an existence on half a biscuit each, three times a day, which was the hardest living that ever fell to my lot. I am certain of one thing : our Saviour knew of what He spake when He said, "It is written, man shall not live by bread alone," for I was so weak and emaciated, afte'* my dreadful experience, I fully realized the truth of the state- ment. I could not see where to step, or distinguish one direction from another. Living for twenty-seven days on meat alone, as I did at one time while on this Northern trip, was continual feasting compared to slowly starving on bread alone. On the 20th of June we determined to abandon our hor- rible quarters, which were but a prison, and make as fast time as possible toward Fort Resolution. There was about fifty feet, on an average, of open water next to the shore, when the wind was in a favorable direction ; but an ad- II 1. m f'H 408 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES verse blow would drive the ice up on the margin of the lake and cub off navigation, especially when it blew fiercely, which in this close vicinity to the Barren Lands was nothing unusual. Later on, the ice came across the lake in such great force that we were compelled to haul our boat far up onto tha shore ; and often floefi of ice, many rods square, four and five feet thick, were Ment thirty to forty feet upon the shore, by the great volume of ice that had gained such momentum that its forct; was almost irresistible. It took good generalship and plenty of muscle to prevent our boat fr^m being ground to pow- der by the great floes of ice that came together with ter- rific force at each unfavorable turn of the wind. Often we were obliged to jump out, one on each side of the boat with long levers, and as the great floes came together we would pry the boat out of the water and it rode high on the ice until a separation was effected. It took us just eight days to make six miles in tb'e direc- tion of Fort Resolution. After all our hard work we were again frozen in solid at the end of our short progress, and were compelled to remain until the 6th of July, when a north wind with the velocity of a hurricane came, which broke up the ice and ground it to slush. The next morning v,'e set a net across the i'loiith of a little stream, where, by taking poles and thrashing the water above, we so frightened them we secured twenty- four fine, large trout by that method. That vms v. happy day for us as here, seated on a large stone, w(, ate bt)iled fish and drank tea, — the best meal I ever enjoyed in my whole life. It was a happier day for the dogs, for ti-ey had not had a bite to eat for three long weeks, t ccepting what they may have foraged for themselves, which must have been almost nothing. It seems hardly credible that any animal could exist so long on the vergt' of actiial star- vation, but such a condition is common to the arctic dogs, particularly those owned by Indians, Again that dreadful scourge, liydrophobia, made its ap- HYDROPHOBIA AGAIN 409 pearance in our camp. That night our favorite leader, the dog "Sandy," became raving mad. He was a great favorite, and very valual)le in that northern country. He was much more intelligent than any of the native dogs. Mr. Rea had been much attached to him for two years, and I knew he could never muster up sufficient courage to put him out of his misery. After the poor animal had howled all night long, preventing us from sleeping at all, I suggested to Mr. Rea that Sandy was certainly doomed, and asked him if I had not better take care of him. For a moment he was silent, but at last said, "Use your own judgment." I took my Winchester, went outside, found the dog lying down with his front legs stretched out before him, and his head in the air, howling most pitifully. I shot him just back of the ear. He did not struggle, but simply dropped his head on his paws, and in a moment he was dead. After breakfast, as we passed the body of the poor fel- low on our way to the boat, I said to Mr. Rea, "We'll allow old Sandy to take a long 'spell,'" for we saw he was in the position he always assumed while resting. At my words Mr. Rea took a last look at the faithful animal, said nothing, but merely nodded his head. Sandy's death left us with only one train-dog and our last shepherd. After arranging our sails we launched the boat into the rough waves, and with a favorable wind went spinning through the water in earnest in the direction of Fort Res- olution. After having proceeded a hundred miles down the lake we arrived at an Indian camp, which was well provided with dry meat. We traded with its occupants for several hundred pounds, but the men all tried to dis- courage us from proceeding alone on our hazardous jour- ney. The politic fellows evidently expected we would hire guides, but as wo had l)een close observers on our ini- tial trip, we were determined to be our own pilots, as I had drawn a very accurate chart of the route. There are so many "blind pockets" and sunken reefs and rocks. I I r , 15 . • i: - ■ W 1^' i\ I 410 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES I ' tliat boats are easily dashed to pieces upon them. Per- haps, after all, the Indians were justified in their appar- ent" concern for our safety, for there are thousands of islands between which a boat must make its tortuoiis passage, and it is a very difficult matter to get through them if one is not well acquainted with the proper channels. On these islands, and in the marshes between, as well as in the whole of that northern country, the mosquitoes and sandflies hold high carnival. The air is literally filled with them; it is impossible to open the mouth, or take a long breath, without inhaling swarms of them ; and with no mosquito-bars, nleep is impossible. They even crawled under our blankets, up our sleeves and trousers-legs. They were certainly the most persistent insects of their kind I have ever seen anywhere, making life one continual torment. Referring to the clouds of sandflies and mosquitoes which annoyed us at times almost beyond the point of en- durance, I cannot refrain from quoting Capt. Back again. He gives the following vivid account of his experience : "We suffered dreadfully from myriads of sandflies and mosquitoes, being so disfigured by their attacks that our features could scarcely be recognized. Horseflies, appro- priately styled 'bull-dogs,' were another dreadful pest, which pertinaciously gorged themselves like the leech until they seemed ready to burst. It is vain to attempt to defend ourselves against these puny blood-suckers; though you crush thousands of them, tens of thousands arise to avenge the death of their companions. . . . "How can I possibly give v.n idea of the torment we endured from the sandflies ! As we divided into the con- fined and suffocating ravines, or waded through the close swamps, they arose in clouds, actually darkening the air; to see or to speak was equally difficult, for they rushed at every undefended part, and fixed their poisonous fangs in CARNIVOROUS INSECTS 411 an instant. Our faces streamed with blood, as if leeches had been applied, and there was a burning and irritating pain, followed by immediate inflammation, and produc- ing giddiness, which almost drove us mad, and caused us to moan with pain and agony." The above is a truthful picture of our own battles with the insects described ; ' but Captain Back does not refer to the unutterable torments the animals of that region are subjected to, for his mission was entirely different from that of ours. We were necessarily brought into contact with nearly every variety of mammals in that country, and despite our own sufferings in the particular referred to, we pitied the reindeer and moose, whose suf- ferings were only relieved at times by frantically rushing into the water, thus gaining a little respite from the at- tacks of the swarms of blood-suckers. The south shore, lined with the driftwood, dead grass and vegetation of the lake, seemed to be an ideal breeding-place for these insects. There is one thing very striking in the Northern coun- try: it appears like a newly made world. There is noth- ing that indicates age, excepting the stones, and even they look as if of recent formation. The trees north of Fort Smith and south of Great Slave lake all appear young and thrifty; none indicate old age, or dilapidation caused by the storms of time. Wherever the rivers cut through and make new channels, the ])anks show logs and sticks deposited thickly through the whole region, to a depth of twenty to thirty feet below the surface ; while north of the lake there is little or no soil. The surface is nothing but moss-covered rocks scattered over the country, except that occasionally in the valleys a little soil borders the edges of the streams and lakes. My opinion is that within a thousand years the Athabaska and Great Slave lakes will not be half as large as they are to-day. From the best information I could obtain, and judging from re- i ! iM 1 412 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES cent marks at the water's edge of Great Slave lake, the lake has lowered fully three feet in the past ten years. Water-marks of relatively modern time can be plainly traced from twenty to thirty feet above the lake's surface ; that is, east of the narrows, which once was a high ridge clear across. The logs, sticks, dirt and silt, that are hurled down the mountains and precipitated into the dashing waters throughout the vast expanse of country tributary to the Peace, Athabaska and other rivers, all go to. the Athabaska and the south half of Great Slave lakes, whose waters are very muddy. This great accumulation of sediment is then cast ashore or settles to the bottom. This process is all the time building up more land. In fact, each year's encroachment of the land upon the great lakes' area is plain to be seen for many miles before reach- ing these lakes, evidenced by the age of the trees, by sap- lings and Utile sprouts and newly made land. The same is true of the Arctic ocean at the mouth of the Mackenzie river only ; while on other parts of the coast and shores of the inland lakes, as Artillery, Clinton Golden, Bear, and others, there has been no apparent change for ages. There is not an indication of the "made" land around their borders, — nothing, as a rule, but clean, sharp rocks, where the ever-dashing waves are always rolling. The territory between Edmonton and Great Slave lake is one great wilderness. The forests are so dense that one can scarcely pass through them, owing to the fallen trees and underbrush. In many places a person is compelled to cut his way through with an axe. The country is hilly, rising in many places to the height of small mountains. The forests are largely comj^osed of spruce-pines; they often grow to three feet in diameter, are very straight, and woulu make fine lumber. White poplar comes next in amount. It seldom readies half the diameter and height of the spruce. From the leaves and twigs of this tree the mot)se gather most of their provender, and the beaver thrive on the l)ark cut from the trunks with their ft ; ARRIVAL AT FORT RESOLUTION 418 [ake lone •ees led Illy, ins. jht, loxt md hia liH leir long- sharp teeth. White birch is found throughout this region, and often trees grow two feet in diameter. Tama- racks abound in limited numbers in the swamps. They are small, and scarcely ever reach a foot in diameter. Where the si ade from trees is not too dense, red raspber- ries, red currants, gooseberries, strawberries and susca- toons grow to perfection. I gathered all these fruits as far north as Great Slave lake, and red currants and cran- berries two hundred miles north of the Arctic Circle. The cranljerries are found on a delicate vine that grows in the moss, and are so plentiful in some localities that they can be gathered by double-handfuls. We were now living like lords upon the dried meat which we had obtained from the Indians, and the weather con- tinuing fine, we experienced very little difficulty in our progress until the evening of the 13th of July. At that time, when only a short distancH from Fort Resolution, a fearful tempest rose that drove o\n frail craft at a terrific rate, the white-caps of the angry waves pouring into it. Mr. Rea held on to the rudder with a firm grip, while I l)ailed vigorously, until we rounded a point and were in the lee of the land ; then the fort was in sight. The two or three buildings ^.•hich constitute it were a wonderful exponent of civilization to us, when compared with the total absence of anything to which the term applies, during our long and sequestered absence', seemingly out of the world. In addition to the regular buildings, all of which are white- washed, we could see through our field-glasses a large num- ber of tents close to them, which reminded us of the "White City" at Chicago in 1893 (World's Fair). We sailed into tlie harbor, where were boats of every style and shape. On anchoring and going ashore we found a large delegation from the "White City," sure enough, some of whom proved to be meml>ers of the Yukon Valley Mining Company, l)esides hundreds of others l)ound for Alaska. George Enderly was captain of the mining com- :! llil 'I \l 414 FORTY YBAB8 OF ADVENTURES pany; T. V. Cannon, the commissary, and when upon their invitation I dined with them, I was convinced that those under his charge lived sumptuously. Charles B. Tapp, another of the members, was a musician, and had organized a fine orchestra. They were a jolly set of fel- lows. At this outpost we obtained all the news of the year past. The particulars of the recent gold discoveries in Alaska were here revealed to us. Our first talk was with a party from Nova Scotia. We asked them to tell us the principal events of the year. They answered, " Certainly. You know of the war be- tween the United States and Simin ? " " No. What is it?" was my reply. "Well, the United States has been in a great war with the Spaniards, and licked them good.'' I asked who did the fighting for the United States, meaning, was it the regular army or volunteers ? Their answer was, "Oh, Dewey did the fighting." " Well, who is Dewey ? " was my eager inquiry. "Oh, Dewey is the fellow that whipped the Spaniards," was the reply. And that was about all I could find out until I met the Chicago boys, when I learned the particu- lars of the war up to May 15th. We made the acquaintance of many others bound for the new El Dorado; among whom was an interesting party from Paterson, N. J., — Herbert Davenport and ]>rother, and Wm. Deane. The younger Mr. Davenport played the autoharp with exquisite taste, and otherwise entertained us with songs and music in right royal style. The sun had already dodged behind a small island in the far northwest, for the night. I knew it would soon sli]) out from the other end, and morning would be with us before we had time to sleep. I had scarcely closed my eyes for three days and nights, as the mosquitoes had been singing to me persistently, and insisting in "putting in their bills" for payment. Tired and weary, I soon sought my ''sweetest music ever heard" 416 ■ds," out rticu- blankets, dropped a new mosquito-bar just purchased, and was just dozing off into dreamland, when Messre. Tapp and Davenport started their orchestra, beginning with a little Sunday-school song I had often heard, the chorus of which ran, " Sweetest music ever heard," etc. Just imagine the contrast in the music we had been compelled to listen to for a whole year! The sour ^s that had greeted our ears during that time were only those of the howling wolves, the snarling arctic dogs in their life-and-death struggles for the bones their masters had cast away simply because they themselves lacked maxillaries sufficiently powerful to crush them, and the diabolical, discordant yells of the savages at their incantations. Mr. Tapp played the cor- net, and his selections were of the highest order. The calm, cool air wafted the music across the bay, then re- turned it in a thousand melodious echoes. I can truth- fully testify that to me, under the circumstances, it was in reality "the sweetest music ever heard." It so startled and affected me that I was obliged to gather my reason- ing faculties in order to determine whether or not I had been transported into that other world "where the wicked cease from troubling and the weary are at rest." I never before realised the vast difference between barbar- ism and the culture and refinement to which a civilized people are susceptible, until that music, in such a bar- barous country, met my ears. We remained at Fort Resolution until the 17th, receiv- ing, every day of our stay there, more invitation" to break- fast, dinner, or tea, from the dift'erent mining outfits and from Mr. Nagle ( the trader at that place), than was pos- sible for us to accept. We never declined, excepting when previous engagements compelled us. We frequently dined with the young gentlemen from New Jersey, who had ])rought with them an abundance of preserved peaches for which their native State is noted, together with Califor- nia canned fruit, which, after our monotonous diet, we realished beyond expression. li i: 410 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES While we were at the fort, several delegations en route for the gold-fields of Alaska arrived from the States, and were heartily welcomed witli appropriate songs and orches- tral music. Whenever a boat arrived at a point where it sliould turn into the harbor, the cornet played that beau- tiful refrain, "Pull for the shore," and then everybody present would joiji in and make the very hills ring with tliH chorus. The eft'ect on those in the boats approach- ing was inspiring, and the brawny arms of the oarsman rowed in time to the music. On the evening previcnis to our departure a grand banquet was given us, by the miners and citizens. We had a delightful time, with the excep- tir 2Uth, forty-ciylit bn- low ; tlu' Utii wjvH thn wuruit'st day, Hixtcfii ahovf at noon. DccmnWer 14th, Ufty-tlir(»«» IjmIow; tho wannt'Ht day the 10th, nino above. Tho coldeHt (hiy wat-' .Taiuiury 0th, hIx- ty-t»ight dcgrofs htdow; thn warnn'st day, 28tli, U'w htdow. Ft'hruary KUh, fifty-nine below; llie warnieHt day the 2d, BIX above. Marcli ITtii, forty-one below; tlie wanneHt day the 20tii, forty-nine al)oVH at noon. April IHth, twelve below; the warnieHt on the 5th, fifty al)ove. May 10th, nine above; the warmest on the 29th, Meventy-flve above. Here my record ends, with the exception of fif- teen days' observation in June, the coldest day of which was the 14th, thirteen al)ove ; the warmest on the Bth, seventy-three above. I have thus covered the larger por- tion of the year, which to those interested will furnish an approximately correct record of the temperature of that region . The total amount of snow which fell during the eight months and a half, in which I kept as careful a record as possible, was four feet seven and one-half inches; and the greatest depth in any one day was seven inches, on the eleventh of June. Referring to Captain Back's journey again, he says, al- luding to the subject of temperature: " Such, indeed, was the abstraction of 1 eat, that with eight large logs of dry wood on the fire, I could not get the thermometer higher than twelve degrees below zero. The skin of th(! hands l)ecame dry, cracked and opened into unsightly and smart- ing gashes, which we were obliged to anoint with grease. On one occasion, after washing my face within three feet of the fire, my hair was actually clotted with ice before I had time to dry it." Captain Back further states that "the hunters suffered severely from the intensity of the cold, and compared the sensation of handling their guns to that of touching red-hot iron ; and so excessive was the pain that they were obliged to wrap thongs of leather around the trig- Wl ■■> i' 420 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES ^i '•i< IW gers to keep their fingers from coming in contact with the steel." Mr. Rea and myself experienced the same sensation in handling our weapons during the intensely cold weather, as that related by Captain Back. Not only was this con- fined to metal, but our wooden axe-handles, which had been lying out of doors, seemed to burn us. In touch- ing the trigger of my rifle, the same feeling was experi- enced. Several times while out hunting, my trigger-finger and those by which I grasped the trigger-guard were badly frosted. In order to prevent such an occurrence again, I constructed a finger on my mitten, wearing another mitten over it, which I pulled off when I fired. We were obliged to keep our hair and whiskers cropped short, as icicles formed on them in great masses, caused from our breath, and steam from the heat of our bodies. There is a variety of celestial phenomena in the far North. I had often witnessed displays of the aurora in lower latitudes when a boy in my eastern home, and imagined that it made its appearance only during the coldest weather; the more intense the cold, the more brilliant the phenomenon. In the high latitude where we were, it was not at all at the time of lowest tem- perature that the display was the finest ; in fact, during some of the coldest nights, there was not the faintest " streamer " visible. The most brilliant and wonderfully beautiful visitation of the aurora that it has ever been my fortune to witness, occurred on the evening of the 15th of August, 1897, while floating down Slave river in my boat, about fifty miles south of its entrance into Great Slave lake. The spectacle was so sublime and awe-inspiring, language fails to properly convey to the reader an idea of its mag- nificence. It commenced about eleven o'clock at night; the wind blowing freshly from the northeast. I almost fancied that this gorgeous display in the heavens, so glo- rious in its sublimity, was made for my special vision. THE AURORA BOREALIS 421 Suddenly, brilliant and many-hued "streamers" began to form in the southwest, gradually expanding in length until they reached the zenith; laterals at the same mo- ment stretched across the whole breadth of the firmament. The great cloud of red glowed with the intensity of incan- descent hydrogen. As I gazed on it I could not help comparing it to the traditional pillar of fire recorded in Holy Writ, which guided the children of Israel through the desert. Not only did the color simulate the brilliancy of the glow of the ignited gas above referred to, but there was a constant play running through all the shades of the solar spectrum. The compact form of the phenomenon did not last more than thirty minutes, when it gradually unfolded in graceful festoons, one below the other, at a distance of about two degrees apart, stretching across the whi U 422 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES flashing points in all directions, which quickly receded to a common center. They were boautiful, it is true; but nothing comparable to the one I have attempted to de- scribe, had ever before or since been seen by me. Frequently the most brilliant "sun-dogs," or "mock suns," (so-called colloquially, but known as parhelia in scientific parlance,) occurred. I witnessed one of these phenomena on the 4th of December. This was one of the very rare double parhelia — four "mock suns," in- stead of two. They were so brilliant that it would have jeen a difficult matter to distinguish the false from the true, did not one know that the mock suns are always on each side of the real. Referring t^ the aurora again : It has been asserted by some explorers that there is sometimes a crackling noise accompanying its display, but I have never heard it. I have, however, distinctly heard a crunching sound at the time of its appearance, but I am certain it was caused by ice forming on the lakes; it was so loud that frequently it resembled distant thunder. Tliat it proceeded from the ice, I am satisfied, because I often saw, during the absence of the aurora, great masses of ice, sometimes ex- tending for twenty miles, thrown up in the similitude of the roof of a house, ranging in height from five to seven feet ; and the accompanying noise was like that heard at the time of an auroral display. i In H r ! CHAPTER XXVII INDIANS AND ESKIMOS OF THE FAR NORTH. OEEATLY DIFFERENT FROM THE INDIANS OF THE UNITED STATES — MODE OF LIVING IN THE LAND OF DARKNESS — THE WOMEN ARE SLAVES — THESE INDIANS NEVER EAT FRUIT, VEGETABLES, OR BREAD — MEAT AND FISH THEIR ONLY DIET — THE MARRIAGE RELATION — NUMBER OF TRIBES IN THE FAR NORTH, AND THEIR LOCATIONS — THEIR HABITS AND DWELLINGS DEGREE OF INTELLI- GENCE — ENORMOUSLY SUPERSTITIOUS — THEIR TRADI- TIONAL HISTORY OF THE FLOOD — SKILL IN FORETELLING 8T0RM8 — NO DISEAHE AMONG THEM UNTIL THE WHITE MAN CAME — THE "HAPPIEST PEOPLE ON EARTH " — EDU- CATION RUINS ALL THAT TRY IT. 'li THERE is the widest variance in the characteristics, both mental and physical, of the northern In- dians from those of their race on the great South- ern Plains. The former, like the inhabitants of Siberia, are exiles, having been driven by force into the desolate region they now occupy. The northern tribes are lacking in that defiant and warlike spirit which pre- vails among their southern kinsman. They are neither naturally vicious, delighting in bloodshed and brave in battle, nor imbued with tliat pride and independence which is such a marked trait among the savages of the interior of the continent. They are the most consummate beggars, elevating it to an art, as sympathetic as that (423) f.li i i til 424 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES which characterizes the methods of the professional men- dicants of the advanced civilization of our great cities. They are ever humble in the presence of the dominant white race, never attempting to arrogate to themselves that spirit of superiority always assumed by the Sioux, Cheyennes, Kiowas, or Comnnches. They are always asking for food from the whites with whom they come in contact, no matter how much they may have stored in the shape of provisions. They com- mence to beg, the moment the ceremony of shaking hands is gone through with, which is invariably accompanied by the assertion: "Dennie, bur hula" ("Indian, meat none "). If they have reason to believe you have tobacco or tea, v.-hich they inordinately crave, they always declare they have none. Giving to them does not by any means end with the act : you are sure to be visited by the whole of the tribe who may happen to be in the neighborhood of your camp, and these are more persistent in their claim for alms than were the original callers. They possess, however, some commendable traits, which could be oniuiated at times by the dominant white race to its advantage. They will divide their last morsel of food with each other, and none are allowed to go hun- gry so long as there is a bite left in the village. I have seen them so fearfully in want of something to eat that they would watch for a dog to scratch up a bit he had buried for future use, and choke him until he dropped it on the ground, when they would divide it among those who stood about them. If one Indian has anything, they all have, which proves that they are as free from selfishness as they are from cleanliness. They do not live in houses, but in teepees, made of tanned hides of reindeer. These hides are usually perfo- rated, the holes being about the size of a large lead- pencil, made by a grub that hatches from eggs deposited just under the skin on the living animal by a fly, as is sometimcL the case with our domestic cattle. These holes HABITS AND CUSTOMS OF THE NORTHERN INDIANS 425 in the covering of their lodges provide excellent ventila- tion,— which, however, is not at all necessary in that cold country. Their fire is ])uilt in the center of the teepee, the same as in the lodge of a southern Indian, but they do not appear to have a proper idea of a draft as do the latter, by an apparatus affixed to the top ; the northern Indians effecting it by raising the lower ends of the skins forming the walls of their houses. Their seats are boughs of trees, or the natural floor of earth ; but they sometimes use reindeer-skin mats. The mode of reclining, on the part of the men, is to double up their legs like a tailor on his bench ; while the women throw theirs l>ack, as did the Romans while eat- ing. None of the inhabitants of a lodge stand up for any length of time ; as the smoke which rolls above in clouds about four feet from the floor would asphixiate them. As a means of entrance and exit from the teepee, a hole is made at one side, and covered with a large deerskin, at the bottom of which a stick is sewed to hold it in posi- tion ; its top merely fastened by a hide string from the wall of the teepee above the opening. In these rude lodges they dwell, even when the thermometer ranges from sixty to seventy degrees below zero. Those who have been successful in hunting and are pos- sessed of a sufficient amount of furs, clothe themselves similar to white people, often traveling many hundreds of miles to trade their furs to the white men for such goods as they bring into the country. In winter they wear capotes, or frock coats made of the skin of the rein- deer with the hair on, having a hood attached to cover the head, all in one piece. The children under eight years old have long sleeves, which are sewed up at the ends so they cannot get their hands wet and freeze them during the long marches they are sometimes compelled to make in moving from one place to another. The poorer classes, however, have to content themselves with the same rude garb of skins in the summer which they wore in the win- m n 1 ;■? Nil ii ill VM • rill i ' 1 ;:.i 426 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTUREB ter ; but by that time, the hair having been completely rubbed off, the garment is a trifle cooler. It is a common thing for the people to take down their lodges in the dead of winter and march one or two hun- dred miles to where the deer are more plentiful. The women are virtually slaves. They do all the work, as well as drive the dog teams; while their lords do noth- ing but pretend to look for game. When the village is moved, the men are promptly on hand the moment the women have erected the lodges and a brisk fire is burning inside. The children are carried, wrapped in furs, on the backs of their mothers, until they are three or^four years of age. Often I have seen them as large as some of our American school children, being carried in such fashion. They sometimes make life hideous, as they resist being loaded and carried in such a cramped position ; and kick their mother until allowed to nurse at her breast. They are so unruly, the mothers are often compelled to crawl over slippery ice -^n their hands and knees, for fear of losing their balance from the struggling of the children, in their fits of anger. They reminded me of a large pig which I once endeavored to carry on horseback. These Indians seldom, if ever, get a taste of bread, fruit, or vegetables, and when they do, regard them as the greatest luxury. A simple biscuit is a rare treat for them. In religion they are generally claimed by the Catholics, but some have been taught the Protestant faith. I am inclined to think, however, that they have but a limited idea of holy things, save what has been impressed upon them by the traditions of the tribe, — that after death, for good Indians, there is a "Great Spirit" and a "happy hunting-ground." Many of them may be seen to cross themselves and mutter some "pater" or "ave'* on a Sabbath morning, after which the men take their guns and go hunting, or occupy the remainder of the day THE DIFFERENT TRIBES 427 in their usual routine of idleness. Many of them pay an annual visit to the Catholic priest stationed at some Hud- son Bay Company's post, to have their record of wicked- ness for the past year wiped out. They marry and are given in marriage, but are never divorced, and as far as I can learn are considered virtuous; but this applies only to those who have remained in their primitiveness and remote from civilization. There are many widows and orphans among the tribes. The widows never marry again, and it is the duty of their relations to take care of them ; but I noticed they were compelled to perform most of the menial work required. These people seldom wash themselves, and are there- fore exceedingly filthy, greasy, and swai'ming with vermin. They are very deceitful, and never pay a debt if they can by any means avoid it. They are very cunning in their transactions with the whites, and unless one is familiar with their methods, he is certain to be outwitted in any compact entered into with them. A half-dozen or more tribes occupy the frozen region ])eyond the Athabaska lake, as follows : The Chippeway- ans, who range as far north as Great Slave lake ; the Slave tribe, located along the western shore of that sheet of water and the Slave river; the Yellow Knife triVje has possession of the east end of the lake, and they range as far in that direction as the river Doobaunt, and north- ward to the Clinton Golden lake. The Dog-rib tribe roam at will over the country east of the Mackenzie river, and between the Great Slave and Great Bear lakes. All hunt the musk-ox eapt and w^est of Clinton Golden lake, while some have ventured as far north as the Great Fish river. All the tribes fear the Eskimos, and always avoid them if possible, — especially during the summer, when the Eski- mos come farther south than at any other season of the year. In winter the Indians roam everywhere at will. All understand the Slave tribe language, and converse in it whenever people of difi'erent tribes meet. it III I 1.1 ' ;' I 428 FORTY YEARe OF ADVENTURES Strange as it may appear, these Indians have no chiefs among them, but there are always to be found men of su- perior ability to the masses, A\ho are looked up to for counsel. The Dog-rib tribe has a pretended chief, but his power is so limited he has little claim to the title. The bark of the birch tree is quite an important article in their domestic economy. Buckets are made from it, in which to carry wat<'r, the seams and knot-holes ))eing sealed up with gum from spruce trees ; and their beauti- ful canoes and many other articles are constructed from the same light material. Their habits in eating are most disgusting. The meat and fish, their only food, are usually boiled, in which pro- cess they use sheet-iron pots. The flesh is allowed to cook until the blood no longer runs from it ; it is then emptied on a tin or birch Ijark plate, when each individual seizes a large piece with the left hand, placing one corner of it betw^een the teeth, and mouthful after mouthful is cut off with a huge ]3utcher-knife until he is gorged. This is the customary manner of eating which all Indians, whether northern or southern, with whom I have come in contact, employ. They are capable of consuming twice as much meat and drinking three times as much tea^ as a white man, at a single sitting. Some writers claim the Indian has no particular time for eating: this is a mis- take, as they do have a time, and that time is all the time, so long as they have anything to eat. Both men and women are inveterate smokers, after once having learned the habit, providing tobacco can be had. They often use willow bark ( " kinnikinuick " ), when tobacco is not ob- tainable. The principal weapon of these Indians is a small 28-cal- iber shotgun, using a ball for large game; a few possess ' Coffee la unknown to the Indians of the far North, but they all know what tea in, and drink great quantities o* it when they can get It. I often gave them a cuj) of coffee, and they almost Invariably would say, "Nazzula" ( no good). On inquiry at the Uudson Bay Company's posts on my return home, I was informed the company never sent coffee to that country, but always send abundance of tea, as It is light, and more easily transported. INDIAN CHARACTERI8TICB 42Q small 44-caliber Winchfster rifles. When meat cannot readily be jirocured, they resort to the lakes and set nets for fish. In winter rhoy are frequently compelled to cut holes in the ice (which is often four to seven feet thick), in order to permit the introduction of a net into the water below. They also catch an immense number of trout during the winter with a simple hook and line, baited with morsels of whitefish. In summer the male reindeer becomes very fat. The Indians lie in wait at the accustomed crossing-places of that animal, at the rivers and lakes, where from their birch-bark canoes they spear them in great numbers. The redskins regard this as right royal sport, while in reality it is most barbarous, simply showing the innate savage instinct. A true hunter would scorn any such brutal method. In accordance with a superstitious tra- dition of the tribe, their first act after killing a deer — or any other animal, in fact — is to split open the breast. If a bird is shot, a handful of feathers is plucked from the same part of its anatomy, and tossed into the air. I could never clearly divine the reason for this, but believe it to be for "good luck." Among the Yellow Knife tribe I met one aged squaw who must have been over a hundred years old. Her figure was bent half-way to the ground, and she always lagged for hours behind the rest of her people, when on the march. Some day, not very remote in the future, she will fail to reach camp, and perish miserably by the wayside. Some of the men are able to write so as to be under- stood by other Indians, but their chirography is merely a system of pictographs or hieroglyphics which an ordinary white man cannot decipher. They are rather epicurean in their tastes, viewed from a savage standpoint. Their most luxurious dishes are the heads of birds, beasts and fishes, and the unborn young of animals. The women and children are rarely :. !i| ■ I iti ■ 4\ j 480 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES permitted to indulge in these savory morsels, the men reserving them for themselves. I often invited them to partake of dishes served at our table, consisting of vegetaldes, canned fruits, puddings, etc., which they would eat, of course; but it was very evident they did not like them, for when I would ask them what they thought of these varieties oi food, they would flatly say, " Nazzula " (no good), and ask for grease with which to complete their meal. It is not astonishing that the appetite for fatty sub- stances is so great in the remote North, for, as is well known, the human body is but a furnace, whose heat must be kept up, and requires that food which contains the greatest amount of carbon. It makes little difference to the natives whether what they consume is half dirt and sand, or not, and meat turned partially green is seized with avidity. The superstitions of the Northern Indians are as firmly rooted in their nature as are the giant redwood trees of Californ ,i to Mother Earth. It would be useless to try to teach them otherwise in one short year, so I never at- tempted it. If the children were isolated from their parents, these traditional ideas would soon be eliminated from their susceptible minds. I have seen parents gather a group of their little ones and half-grown Indians around them, and for hours at a time relate stories concerning the origin of the different animals ; that they were com- pelled to eat several kinds of food; and the extent to which man was permitted to kill the various beasts and birds of their country. They have been taught by tradi- tion many things which in a measure corroborate history, both sacred and profane ; yet the details are in wide va- riance from those of our own language and belief. One lovely dr/ in May I heard an old Indian, La Pierre, who was con&idered the head of the Yellow Knife tribe, teaching a group of children, who were seated on a beau- tiful carpet of moss. He was narrating to them a story, INDIAN LEGEND OF THE FLOOD 481 ill Bimilar to that of tho flood, yet vnstly different in char- acters and circumstances. As near as I could understand, the story ran something like this: Many, many years ago, tho birds and beasts were fight- ing for supremacy. They fought great battles, and tho beasts were always victorious. Finally the Inrds had a big talk among themselves, and agreed to adopt a new method of warfare. The eagle and the ci'ane were sent to intercede with the Great Spirit, and implore him to with- hold the rain until vegetation was all dead, and thus starve the beasts into subjection. They made the ascent by continually circling upward, for one moon. From that time on, the rain did not fall until all the vegetation had died, and the animals were without food. They too would have died of thirst, had not the Great Bad Spirit caught a beaver, and, laying its tail on a flat rock, took another rock and pounded it until it was Hat. And from that time until this, the beaver's tail has retained that shape. The Great Bad Spirit told him to make a dam, from sticks and stones, and to use his tail as a trowel and plas- ter it with mud. This he did, and thus a reservoir was formed that furnished water for the beasts. But the ani- mals could not live on water alone, and many died of hunger. The fish were all dead excepting those in the reservoir, and the animals would not let the fish-eating birds come near it. At last things became desperate, and the loon rebelled, and cried mightily for rain. Tho Great Good Spirit bent his ear to listen. Then came the rain in torrents. It was in the spring of the year. The ice on the reservoir had melted h\nn the shores, and as the rain came down, the water washed from the hills, great stones upon the ice. As soon as the beasts saw that a great fiood had come, some of all kinds congregated on the ice, and thus floated without seeing land, for two moons. The rocks were so wet that moss grew on those that had lodged on the ice, and the animals ate it and lived. Finally tlie raven left the ice for one whole ! 1- I >'iil 483 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES day, and came l)ack with a piece «>f reindnMr meat in his moutli. Then thn animals knew that the Hood had nearly Bul)Hid('d. Finally tin* ict% on which tiie l)eaHtrt and I)ird8 luvd lived to^t'tllf■l• with all ditVeronct'H forgotten, lodged ngainst the rocks, on which there was only moss, and from that time to this, that land has l)een a barren waste, with only moss as vegetation. While the animals and birds were upon the ice, the musk-ox was chosen king of all, and where it goes, all the other animals are in duty bound to follow for prote(!tioii. Tin; musk-ox under- Btands all animals, also the Indians, who must always address that animal if they are compelltKl to kill one for food, as it can intercede with the Great Spirit for or against them. Therefore the little Indians ("yahzas," as they are called ) are taught to reverence the musk- oxen, and to speak gently to them. That when an Indian observes this rule, no harm will ever visit him or his children. He told them that the loon's cry was a sure predic- tion of rain, and when it was luard they must put up the " napola " ( tent ), as the rain was at hand ; and when the eagles and cranes soared high, dry weather would cer- tainly ensue. Those little savages listened with awe, t}'3ir eyes wide- open in wonder, and they stood like statues as the old patriarch related his marvelous story, much as do our own children, cast in a more refined mold, when listening to the nursery tales of Cinderella, Jack the Giant-Killer, or Aladdin. I regret that I did not record more of the details. As silly as the recitals were, underneath all there may be much that would do for comparative philology what the folk-lore of other ])arbarous peoples has, and in the far North there is a field in this particular worthy of inves- tigation l)y the philologist. Could I have understood all the details of their narrations at various times, I could fill a volume of most interesting folk-lore. EKKIMOH 488 1^ wicle- le old () our •'iiing Killer, It iH woiulert'ul how ncpurately tlu' Northorn Indians ni'f iil»U' to t'orHtcll tht' wcatlit'r Ity the actitms of Itirdu and Ix'aHtH. Th»'y woii.d tfll uh what tho weatluT would l)i', Honu) two or thrt' > dayH in advance, and I n»>ver knew them to fail in th<'ir prcdictionH. The loon's cry, wo found, was a huh' haronintfr, when rain was to ho ox- pectf'd. Dry wt-atlu-r is iiKlioatHd hy the (light of cranes and eagles, when they soar high, in circles. Before a storm, in winter or summer, tho reindeer are continually on the move in the valleys, but in dry weather they are seen resting contentedly on tho hillsides. I met uumy Eskimos during my journey in the North. They are a very short, heavy-set race, with flat noses and high cheek-bones. They resemble tho Chinese in many particulars: in size, color, appearance of the eyes, and other racial features. They very rarely see a white man, therefore such as never mingled with the palefaces have never learned what whisky and tobacco are. They are ac- quainted with but few of the deceits practiced by those Indians who have been associated with the whites. They are the /ery impersonation of robust health, never hav- ing been contaminated by those diseases common among the Indians who have come in contact with unscrupu- lous white men. The mortality among the tribes seems to be evenly bal- anced by the births; so there is no increase, or it is at least scarcely appreciable for a long period. The general health of the tribes, notwithstanding the filthy habits of individuals, is excellent. Until recently there were no contagious diseases, and were it not for their insuflficient shelter, lack of proper clothing, and scarcity of food, they would probably increase in a ratio comparable to other peoples. Since the great inrush to the gold-fields of Alaska, the grip, measles, whooping-cough and mumps have been carried there, and no doubt will spread throughout that whole Northern country; and owing to their lack of medicines, comfortable shelter, and cloth- — 28 i !l M !; i ik 484 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES III mil ■ \<. ' ing, many will be carried off by these diseases in that fitful climate. Heretofore they have never been troubled with disease, and their lot has certainly been a happy one, excepting when out of food, — for to them, "where ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise." They are as simple us were Adam and Eve in the Garden before touching the for- bidden fruit. It is a falsely directed sympathy that sug- gests the sending of missionaries among them. While the advocates of such measures are entirely honest in their intentions, yet in their ignorance of the real status of those remote Northern people, they do not realize that such action would only bring misery and trouble where absolute happiness reigns supreme. Let them alone I Do not disturb them in their inno- cence. They are infinitely happier than the Indians in some other portions of the far North, where they have been broken up into different grades of civilization by missimiary schools. It is almost universally the case that the partially educated Indians there have come to be lazy, good-for-nothing, starving beggars ; while the girls are of the same disposition, and almost invariably become prostitutes. There is no opportunity for them to obtain a subsistence, excepting they join their tribe again, which they never do. They appear to be too good or too ten- der to associate with their kindred. They neither hunt nor fish for a living, but lie around the posts, starving themselves and their families. An Indian or Eskimo who has never been spoiled by missionary educators, is a thousand times better off than those who have been petted and taught some of the white man's cunning ways. I do not write this from any prejudice toward any sect or church, as I always encourage missionary work with my dimes and dollars. But I would say to all lovers of Christianity, invest your money and exercise your talents in some other direction ; and let all the Indians and Es- kimos that governments are not ready to entirely support. I NATIVES BHOULD BE LET ALONE 435 la I it"' « go their way in jieace, — excepting those bribes that are able to at least help sustain themselves in a country sus- ceptible to agriculture. If Indians and Eskimos have existed, as we certainly know they have, from a period which antedates the white man's advent into North America, they can and surely will, if let alone, take care of themselves in the future as in the past. When the last of the reindeer and musk-oxen have passed out of exist- ence, and the fish have disappeared from the lakes and oceans ; when the whale, walrus and seal are no more, and the governments gather in the waifs to feed and clothe them, or they have been deported to a more sunny clime to follow civilized pursuits, then and not before, will it be time to school and preach to these far-away happy souls. To be sure, there are times when starvation stares the Indians and Eskimos in the face, and then they are of all men most miserable. At such times missionaries and education are to them of no avail. To ameliorate the condition of these poor creatures, I would suggest to those who desire to help them, send them good guns and ammunition. If they were thus provided and equipped, such occurrences as we witnessed in November, 1897, and the condition described by Capt. Back, would seldom be known. Capt. Back, whose admirable journal I have referred to above, says, in writing of the miserable condition of the inhabitants of the region after their eatables had become exhausted : "As the winter advanced, bands of starving Indians continued to arrive, in th<^ hope of obtaining some relief, as little or nothing was to be procured by hunting. They would stand around while the men were taking their meals, watching every mouthful with the most longing, imploring look, but yet never uttering a complaint. "At other times they would, seated around the fire, i PI m m 'r1'I 480 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES occtipy themselves in roasting and devouring small bits of their reindeer garments, which, even when entire, af- forded them a very insufficient protection against a tem- perature of 102° below freezing-point. " Famine, with her gaunt and bony arm, pursued them at every turn, withered their energies, and strewed them lifeless on the cold bosom of the snow. Often I did share my own plate with the children, whose helpless fate and piteous cries were i^eculiarly distressing. Compassion for the full-grown may or may not be felt, but that heart must be cased in steel which is insensible to the cry of a child for food." I have interpolated thus much of Capt. Back's report, to confirm my own statements. Our experience among them was the same as his in every particular, excepting that anything he asked from the Indians was cheerfully granted if possible ; while to us it was denied in almost every instance, and we were opposed at all points by their hostility to our mission. Capt. Back doubtless suppressed, as I have, a great deal that would be too revolting and shock the sensibilities of a refined civilization. The facts, however, prove that history repeats itself, as well among the savages as in the most enlightened race, and that the unerring law of heredity is as strongly marked in the one as in the other. CHAPTER XXVIII HOMEWARD BOUND CAUGHT IN A STORM ON THE GREAT INLAND SEA — RUDDER BREAKS AND WAVES ROLI OVER THEIR SMALL CRAFT — AN ACCOMPANYING BOAT IS CAPSIZED AND DASHED UPON THE ROCKS — ON THE GREAT MACKENZIE RIVER FORT PROVIDENCE — CATHOLIC PRIEST WHO NEEDS ATTENTION VISIT TO FORT FRANKLIN ON THE GREAT BEAR LAKE A DESOLATE SPECTACLE PICTURE OF SIR JOHN FRANK- LIN's OLD CABIN — HURLED THROUGH THE RAMPARTS — CROSS THE ARCTIC CIRCLE PHOTOGRAPH OF THE CHURCH AT FORT GOOD HOPE — A SAIL ON THE ARCTIC OCEAN — UP reel's RIVER TO RAT RIVER, WHERE HUNDREDS WERE CAUGHT IN A HUMAN DEADFALL MOUNTAINS CUT THEM OFF FROM THE GOLDEN EL DORADO — NEW ROUTE ACROSS THE DIVIDE — SHOOTING DOWN THE CASCADES ON THE WATERS OF THE PACIFIC — BOAT SMASHED ON A ROCK — LONG JOURNEY DOWN THE PORCUPINE RIVER — JOURNEY TO ST. MICHAEL's — EQUINOCTIAL STORM ON BERING SEA — SEATTLE REACHED — GRAND RECEPTION — EVERYBODY SANG, " MY COUNTRY, 'tIS OF THEE " AND " HOME, SWEET HOME." ON Sunday evening, July 17th, the sun was far around to the northwest ; the wind changed from north to northeast, blowing a stiff breeze, yet not too hard for expert sailors with good boats to make a safe voyage across the Great Slave lake. Three fine boats with good seamen, which arrived the previous 488 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES l\ evening, hove off shore and darted to the southwest in the direction of the great Mackenzie river. Our little yacht or skift' was quickly loaded and pushed from its moorings. Mr. Rea seated himself on the pilot- box and I unfurled the broad sail. The boat nobly re- sponded to the stiff wind, and shot into the "great inland sea." A mighty shout of three cheers from those on shore, appeared to rend the skies. I waved my hat in response and Mr. Rea threw up one hand, — all he could do, the other being engaged at the rudder. We were now off for our far-away homes, by way of that El Dorado of so many anxious hearts. When the orchestra started up a very appropriate refrain, "There's a land that is fairer than day," etc., it appeared to carry my soul beyond that dreary, desolate region, and to my native land once more. I stood swaying from side to side, holding to the mainmast with my left hand and beating the time with my right arm, so those on shore might know we distinctly caught every vibration of the melodious cornet. When they had finished, another boat hove off, and endeavored to follow us. It was one of the best boats in the harbor, and the occupants made up their minds they could cross the mighty billows and stem any storm that might occur. We were now under good headway, our boat plowing the rolling waves. Then, softly were the notes wafted toward us of that most pathetic of songs, " God be with you till we meet again." We were too far away for me to beat time, but I waved my hat in harmony with the touching melody. When the tune ended, I sank on the aigo, a tear rolling down my cheek for the first time since my absence from the loved ones at home. The boat which followed us carried four persons — a Mr. and Mrs. Hoffman, A. J. Hoffmeier, and a man from British Columbia. They were particularly anxious to ac- company us on the most hazardous portion of the lake, as Mr. Rea had previously crossed, and was familiar with CAUGHT IN A STORM ON GREAT SLAVE LAKE 439 in all harbors and places of safety. We gained steadily on them, yet they kept in plain view, and we headed for a small island five miles away. When we reached it the wind was still blowing favorably, and we glided to the left, heading for another island seven miles beyond. We had scarcely made a quarter of the way, when the wind suddenly veered t( the north and a brisk gale sprang up from off the sea. It increased in velocity and severity every minute ; the great billows became mountains ; their white-caps, breaking, sent their spray in showers ^ /er us. The large scow kept right on, when it should have turned back at the small island. We had passed so far beyond the island that it would have been impossible for us to return. We must reach the one ahead or drift to the southern shore of the lake, to be cast upon its rock-bound coast or go to the bottom in the open sea. Mr. Rea was no longer j.>' to guide our boat by pulling the ropes which held the rudder in its place, and was obliged to grasp the cross-piece on the top in order to guide the bark over the heavy swells. When two-thirds of the way acroe-«(, a huge wave struck us, and Mr. Rea shouted, " Jones, the rudder's broken 1 " This was a startling declaration. It meant drift ashore, there perhaps to be dashed to pieces, or sink,— with ten chances to one in favor of the latter. At this awful moment there came vividly to my mind the sweet strains we had just heard, "God be with you till we meet again;" but it was no time for sentiment 1 I grasped an oar, hoping to be able to keep our helpless craft out of the trough of the terrible sea, or at least float- ting. Mr. Rea threw himself far over the stern, and with his right arm thrust down into the water discovered the rudder had been split off, but a strip of wood nailed along its bottom was still holding it together. He grasped the upper portion of it with his strong blacksmith's arm act- ing as a vise, and held it firm while with his left hand he guided the boat in the direction of the island. Every minute while we were in this critical condition, seemed 440 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES nn hour I The sun was already sinking below the hori- zon ; the wind was increasing at a fearful rate, and I hardly dared look up, as the boat wpb shipi::ng water at an alarming rate. I occasionally, however, glanced quickly at the sail behind, for I felt alarmed concerning its safety, as well as for our own. I continued to encour- age Mr. Rea, who would shake his head in order to clear »»ti' the water so as to catch his breath before another wave rolled over him. I told him to hold on, as it was only a short distance to land. "Two miles I one mile morel half a mile! we're almost there! a few more rods !" Thank God, we were safe at last. Anxious for the lives of the inmates of the boat behind, I looked earnestly for its broad sail, hut could discover only a small portion of it, about two miles in the rear. I looked again and it was gone I Then I exclaimed to Mr. Rea, "My God! what has happened? Have they given up the island, and are they out on the lake at the mercy of this angry gale? " The island where we had landed was long and narrow, in consequence of which the wind swept down each side the whole length, and made the harbor a poor one. Our landing was exceedingly hazardous. The boat repeat- edly dashed against the rocks, but we soon tossed out the freight and dragged our Inirk ashore. In my anxiety I took my field-glass and swept the lake for some sign of the boat in which were our friends, but could see nothing but an angry sea. If it had been within the limits of possibility to assist them, we would have done so, even at the risk of our lives, but unhappily all we could do was to watch for some indication of the ill-fated boat. The wild waves and clouds of spray were all that appeared to our vision.* '.' 1 After retiirning to civilization I received a letter from parties at Fort Resolution Informing lue that the bnnt was capsized and Mr, Hoffman lost, while the other two •uen iin.l Mrs. Hoffman managed to cling to it until they drifted twenty miles on the outhern nhore of the lake, -*here it hung up for three days and nights on the rocks, during T.hich time they were entirely without food or shelter. And just before going lon- id I !!• at iced ling our- lear ther was iiile' lore ind, 3ver ear. I to hey the ow, side Our 9at- out iety lof iiig 3 of 1 at was rhe I to ]tlon two 1 the ;olnK PROTESTANT MISSION ON GREAT SLAVE LAKE. ■m £'v m- CATHOLIC PRIEST OF THE FAR NORTH. CHOSSING THE LAKK 441 Oh, how deeply wo regretted that our own I tout was dis- al)led, as, if its rudder luul not been broken, we would have started at once and attempted the rescue of the un- fortunate people. The 18th of July was a blr.stery day. The morning was devoted to mending the rudder of our boat and drying the cargo of the skitt', which had received pnch a drench- ing the previous day. At noon we set ^ tor another island, five miles distant. We continue- ii until a fine harbor was reached, at a point where we first touched the mainland. Resting there that night, we started early the next morning, using our oars until about noon, when a favorable wind sprang up, which sent us rapidly across large bays and along the shore. About sundown the wind changed again to the north, pressing us hard toward the land. We made fifty miles that day, and were contented with our progress. We did not dare go ashore, for the coast was very dangerous, and there were only three har- l)or8 t)etween the islands and Hay river. Woe to the craft that might collide with any of the treacherous rocks that form the coast, so desolate in its aspect. We were compelled to lieat against the wind until within five miles of Hay river, then turned into Sand creek, one of the harbors previously mentioned; an ex- cellent anchorage in a drifting storm, but the channel is very difficult to follow, i>n account of the numerous sand- l)ars. The next morning we rowed into Hay river, where is located the Protestant mission, conducted l)y Rev. Mr. Marsh, who was one of the best men I met during my long sojourn in the North. He is a hard worker, and his wife and sister assist him, as does also a Miss Tims. There is quite a flourishing school here, composed of the ■f I to press I received a letter from Mr, noftmeler, dated at Sandon, B. C, corroborating the foregoing fact!§. His first words In the letter were, "Dank Oott, I am live jet." Mr. Hoflfmeler Is an IntelliKent German, who hii'? not yet mastered the English lan- guage, but bis declaration vividly expresses all our feelings after that awful night. 442 for'ty yeahh of adventuheb Iiulitm c'hiUlivii of tln' neigh))orlioo(l. They were fairly well (Irc'HHcd ; were clean aiul neat in their appearance, which is a rarity among the Indians of this country. But their final destiny, I fear, will be deploralile. We were invited to partake of a second repast, and sat down to an excellent meal, which we indeed appreciated. We informed Mr. Marsh of the mysterious disappear- ance of the boat and its crew, that had^attempted to fol- low us, upon which he promised to go to Fort Resolution and make inquiry in relation to them. In about an hour after our arrival, a favorable breeze sprang up, and we were again otT for the Mackenzie river, forty miles distant, reaching its mouth at sunset, and there anchored for the night. The following day was calm and relatively warm. By hard rowing, and a slight current of water assisting, we managed to pass through forty miles of what might be termed a very wide stream, or a narrow lake, which forms the mouth of the river. At six o'clock we entered the river proper ; found the current very swift, averaging six miles an hour. Soon we came in sight of the Hudson Bay Company's post, Fort Providence, where we remained that night. Here the Catholics have established a large mission, pre- sided over by Father LaCore. There are four or five nuns connected with this establishment, and as many "Brothers." These monks are celibates, of course, liv- ing for the good of the church alone ; they are, when un- der the control of harsh authority, mere slaves, but if the reverse is the case, live a comparatively happy life. The nuns and })rother8 at the mission labor six days in the week without ceasing, excepting the time they pass in sleeping, which is precious little. They live on fish al- most exclusively, but sometimes are allowed potatoes, when they can be raised there. The priests at these Catholic missions fare much better: they have bread and butter, and in fact many of the luxuries to be found in I'RIEHT WITH AN EYR To nrniNESS 448 tho Edmonton nmrkftn, — even cniined fruit. It is ru- mored that Father LaCore is not an exception to this ruh', living HuniptiKniwly every day. He wits nt the head of his tal)le with ricli food al»out iiim, the 'urothers aiul sisters eating nt the same hoard ; hut their fare is limited to fish. All tlie food is blessed, preparatory to eating, l»y the good ( ? ) father, and is very healthful, I have no d(ml)t. Fifteen or twenty men en route for Alaska were ice- bound near Fort Providence, and were compelled to pass the winter of 1807-8 there. Toward spring the scurvy made its appearance among them, and those who were very sick when the ice broke up could not continue their journey, while those who were not in so sad a plight were compelled to go on, or renuiin and perish from the same scourge. Father LaCore was applied to to take care of the sick until they recovered, or at least were able to travel. They were without money, but had plenty of provisions, which they offered in payment for the care of their comrades. The good father replied, "No! I will not take them imless you pay me, in advance, thirty dol- lars in cash for each man." They offered him beans, flour, bacon, and other staple goods. But no — he must have the cash ! Such Christianity is a mockery, and I felt like taking a vow that no more of my dimes should find their way into the mission-box. Upon inquiry, however, I learned that this was an exceptional case, and that at Forts Simpson, Norman, Good Hope, McPherson, and Yukon, a different state of atlfairs existed, and maiy acts of kindness were shown to weary travelers during their sickness while at those posts during the same winter and the following spring. I met several of the fathers and missionaries of btfth the English and Catholic churches, who were ever willing to administer to the needs of those who required assistance. At Fort Norman, particularly, Father Guoy frequently incommoded himself in order to help the 444 KOHTY YEARH OF ADVKNTUBEH needy and those who were sufTfring, and everybody that knows him npfaks in his praise I tiiink tluit the head of the Catholic Church should in- vestigate two or three of tiieir remote missions, and re- place them upon the foundati(jn originally intended. The next morning we left for Fort Simpson, arriving there in three days, where we found u vast numl)t'r of gold-seekers with all kinds of l)oats, waiting for the Liard ( Lear) river to go down, so they could ascend to its source, high up in the moiuitains, by water, and cross the divide to Alaska. I learned afterwards from the Indians that they were simply wasting their time, as the Devil's Canon, through which the river runs, is entirely inac- cessible to a boat large enough to carry sufficient provi- sions to last them to their destination. Their lot will certainly be a deplorable one. The wind l)lowing strongly in our favor, we tarried less than half an hour, then shot down the boisterous water with frightful rapidity. At midnight it became foggy and dark; our lioat col- lided with a huge log, which almost wrecked us, and we were compelled to go ashore and repair damages. After passing Fort Rigley, where we made a very short stop, we soon reached Fort Norman. At this point the Bear river intersects the Mackenzie, and drains the Great Bear lake. The wind was blowing strongly from the southwest, which impeded our progress materially. All along the bluffs above the post, great ledges of coal crop out. Many of tlnnn had been set on fire, and no doul)t have been burning for years. Here we seized an opportunity to exchange our boat for a Peterborough canoe, which had been brought from that town in Canada by miners, and they disposed of it, lit- tle knowing its real value. It was only twenty feet lofig and four feet in width, made of bass ( the lightest wood known), and weighed but one hundred and fifty-six pounds VIMIT TO THK lll'IXi^ (IK KOlt" KUANKMN 445 when dry. It was a jHTft'ct CfU(l»oiul to us, ua it was ex- act'}' wluit we ueHcled to ascoiul tin.' rapids and casoadt'S of Hat river, and to carry over the portage to the wat lake the next evfiiing. The wind sul)8ided about midnight, when, after rounding a prcMuinent point, we soon anchored under the shelter of the blurt's on which stood the old fort. AftiT anchoring our boat to a larg*; rock, we ascended to the place so fraught with the imi>ressions of a sad and historical past, that I could hardly realize where I stood. After a cup of tea we spread our lilankv'ts, but could not sleep, for the dashing of the mournful waves, the harsh chattering of the waterfowls, coui)led with the memory of the horrible fate of the gallant Franklin and his l)rave followers, the story of which I had read in my childh(jod days, all combined to make this a solemn hour. As my thimghts recurred to that dreadful past, over half a cen- tury ago, the place seemed to be rehabilitated with the act- ors who once made it famous. The wild scream of loons could be heard in all directions; the coarse croak of the ravens, as they perched on the dead scraggy trees, scat- tered on that rock-bound coast, appeared to signify they had battened on the bones of the dead heroes and were waiting for more. Everything appeared to intensify the halo of solemnity that surrounded that almost sacred spot, and I imagined 1 " Tracking." It Is very common for fur companies In the far Korth to transport goods a thousand miles up the rivers In bouts propelled by Indians, who walk on the shore, holding to one end of a long line, the other beln^ attached to the bout, which Is guided by a steersman, who stands In the bow with a long sweep. This method of navigation is called "tracking." 446 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTURES the lamentations of Lady Franklin could still be heard, saying : "Canst thou not tell me, Polar Star, Where in the frosty waste he kneels And on the icy plains afar His love to God and me reveals? Wilt tliou not send one brighter ray To my lone heart and aching eye? Wilt thou not turn my night to day, And wake my spirit ere I die? "Tell me, O frozen North, for now My heart is like thine arctic zone ; Beneath the darkened skies I bow, Or ride the stormy seas alone. Tell me of my beloved, for I know not One ray my lord without; Oh, tell me, that I may not die A sorrower on the sea of doubt." How it could be possible for Sir John Franklin and one hundred and thirty-seven heroes to perish in that north- ern region, is to me a mystery. I feel confident that if stranded on the Arctic shores, with a good Winchester rifle, plenty of ammunition and a pair of blankets, I would never tarry until reaching the most delightful clime in the world, which lies, in my bp^t judgment, be- tween the thirty-sixth and fortieth degr* es of latitude. There stood the identical cabin, erected so many dec- ades ago, by the heroic explorer and his gallant crew, now in ruins, a monument of the daring spirits who had ventured so far to advance the interests of science. The logs of wliich the cabin was constructed were badly de- cayed, only its ghost remaining, figuratively. The door was gone, and the earth washed from the few remaining poles that formed the roof. A table still stood in one end of the room, but it was slowly decaying under the influ- f'ui'e of the continually warring elements. The stone chinnxn'' was as solid as when first built. There were evidently two apartments in the building, one larger than iU -\ ' V LU < (r < I- < UJ UJ I I- z o Ui o I or UJ I- z z < a: u. z I o DOWN THE MACKENZIE RIVER 447 r^ ■S ; UJ < -J < u 03 ^- < UJ UJ I h z o UJ O I or UJ H Z z < U- z I o the other, with a connecting door. The smaller, doubt- less, was used for storing goods, perhaps occupied for sleeping also. Apparently there liad originally been several Iniilding? of less size than the one under discussion, constructed l»y Franklin's party or others, but they appeared to have 1[)een destroyed by fire, — probably the act of Indians. Tinilier is very scarce on tliis bleak, rocky coast, and for what reason Sir John Franklin selected such a s))ot in which to pass the winter, I cannot imagine. By simply going down Bear river a day's journey, lie would have' found a country well wot)ded and nnich better sheltered fr()m the terrii)le storms which prevail during that \u)V- tion of the year. Perha])s his ciioice was nuule from x\w fact that immense herds of reindeer and musk-oxen, upon which he depended for food, made the contiguous region a favorite grazing-ground. As tired and fatigued as we were, no sleep came to (air eyes, and after resting a few hours at this enchanting spot, hallowed by so numy cherished memories, we regretfully ( yet apparently something irresistiV)le impelled us on ) tacked back to the moiitii of the river, and were soon upon its broad bosom again. The tempestuous gale of the previous day having completely exhausted itself, we were hux'riedly lloated down to Fort Norman by the swift current. We stop])ed only long enough to procure a f<'w fresh herring, the tirst place at which they could be ob- tained while going down the Mackenzie ; and as we had never tasted them before, thought them delicious. The Mackenzie river is the widest stream I ever saw. Below its intersection with tiit^ Liard it averages fully two miles, while near its mouth no one knows how wide it is. as it has never been measured. It Hows at the rate of two miles an howv. excepting when at a high stage, when it is increased to three miles an hour. 44S FORTY YEARS Of ADVENTURKS Before reaching the " ramparts," ^ so called, into which we were hurled with a force that was terrific in its im- petuosity, the roar of the water over the loose bowl- ders could be heard for ten miles, before our arrival. Ht^'e the river is reduced to a half-mile in width, and its narrowness compared to its l)readth above is conspicuous. P( rpendicular walls of solid granite on each side, rising from three to five hundred feet high, constitute the gorge, of which I took a snap-shot with my kodak as our boat dashed through. The scenery is sublime. RAMPARTS OF THE MACKENZIE RIVER 'i' ! I- As we emerged from the ramparts, which are ten miles long, we caught our first glimpse of Fort Good Hope, 'These ramparts iiro formed by u narrow gOTife In the rocks, through which th» whole volume of the river Is forced, nn at thw Dalles of the Coliiiubla ami those of SI. OroU. FORT (4()(>D HOPK 449 lich iin- nvl- val. I its :)ii9. *ing I'ge, >oat lies tii» f St. which is at the wlgo of the Arctic Circle. We soon arrived at this prominent geographical locality, where I was sur- prised to find a garden planted with potatoes and other Vf^getables, remarkably prolific, and of excellent quality. Beautiful flowers covered the country. It was like a Gar- den of Eden, as compared to the Barren Lands. CATHOLIC CHURCH AT FORT GOOD HOPE Fort Good Hope is one of the oldest posts in the far North. It has been rebuilt several times, in different lo- calities. There is a large Catholic church here, with a large cross in front, belonging to the mission, and it is the finest l)uilding of its character in the remote North. I took a picture of this I)uilding. There are no white people at this post, excepting one or two priests. Leaving Fort Good Hope in a few hours, we sailed and — 29 450 FORTY YEARS OV ADVENTURER lie- floated down the river four days more, which brought us to the Arctic ocean, along the shores of which and through the deltas of the Mackenzie we coasted a day or two. We met many Eskimos, dressed entirely in furs. Some seemed very old. They could uot understand us, or we them. Their boats were of framework, made of sticks lashed together and covered with whale-skins. Their canoes were entirely covered, excepting a hole into which the oc- cupant could crowd and wrap a lappel or apron around his waist, thus shutting out all water, even if it rolled over the entire canoe. Thus they venture on the mighty billows of the Arctic ocean, which to ordinary boatmen would seem impossible. The men and boys over twelve years of age all wear ivory buttons in their under lips for ornaments. They resemble the Malayan race; are very ingenious, and are not at all hostile. We sailed forty miles from the ocean back up the Mackenzie to the mouth of Peel's river, which we ascended until we arrived at the mouth of Rat river. Peel's river has an average width of about a thousand feet, while that of Rat river is but fifty. We ascended Rat river twenty-five miles, to the point where we reached its first cascade. There all boats are knocked to pieces, out of which smaller ones are con- structed, as boats of large size cannot be towed up the rapids. The loss of boats and other property at that place has been so great, it has very properly been named " Destruction City." Here the sun shines in summer for a period of forty days of twenty- four hours' duration each, — continual sunlight; therefore the night of intense darkness must be of corresponding length. The majority of the travelers congregated there must spend the winter, and will be without fresh meat or fish and without vegetables. It is a safe prediction that the dreaded scurvy will break out among them. But, if they take proper precautions, gather plenty of the wild fr*iit I <'t-. ;ht US rough . We Some or we aahed lanoes he oc- rouud rolled lighty itmen .welve ps for 3 very p the ended river 3 that point ts are con- ip the that amed sr for ■ation iteuse must r fish kt the ' they mit I fe4 11 I ''-4 H J m I i' A VENERABLE ESKIMO. i CANOE COVERED WITH WHALESKIN. MRS. CHAKJ AT I)KrtTUr( TK'N t'lTV 451 i have mentioned, and descend to Peel's river, where they may prre on either side of the narrow channel, and where narrow it is so crooked that we were ol)liged to pull with a short line, and directly ahead. We left Destructic^n City nill of courage, hoping to nuike rapid progress with such a light load: but we were 454 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES sorely disappointed, as in many places our coml)ined ef- forts were not sufficient to drag the boat up the cascades. We were often obliged to carry our goods on our backs a half-mile at a time, then return and tow the empty boat to the top of the rapids. This required an immense amount of muscle and all the ingenuity we could command, as the current runs like a mill-race. We would have em- ployed Indians for tliis hard work had it been possible, but the white men who had preceded us had scattered the microbes of la grippe from Edmonton all the way to De- struction City, and the Indians along the route wei'e sick ; many dying daily. It was very fortunate that we secured the services of the two gentlemen mentioned, or we should have been compelled to pass another winter within the Arctic Circle. > During the first thirty miles we passed a great many parties, who, like ourselves, were struggling to the sum- mit, frequently following one another so closely that the parties were not more than one hundred yards apart; but during the last quarter of our forty-mile journey through the rapids, very few outfits had succeeded in progressing thus far, probably less than a dozen that would be able to cross over before winter. We consumed seven days in making forty miles, and when we landed our boat on the small lake which is the source of West Rat river it was tlie 17th of August. Here we bade farewell and Godsi)eed to Messrs. Craig and Tur- ner, wlio had rendered us such excellent service. On our long journey from Fort Resolution on Great S'ave lake we had passed ninety-five boats and their crews, witli the intense satisfaction of knowing that none had passed us. We found a new route while crossing the portage be- tween the two Rat rivers, by which we were enabled to make a portage of only twenty-three hundred and fifty feet, while all the othnr parties had boiMi conipollcd to carry tlieir goods and boats twice that distance in ef- RAT RIVER 455 and the iere Tur- be- ibled and >ll('d n (3f- fecting it. The cut-ofF was made by following a stream which entered the lake at the head of East Rat river, the stream flowing into the lake from the south and coming within that short distance of the other lake, which is the source of West Rat river. Mr. McDougall, the civil engineer. who mapped this Rat river pass, gives its elevation as eleven hundred and sixty feet, but his figures do not agree with my measure- ments. I find it to be eight hundred and forty feet higher. The only way in which I can account for this great discrepancy is that the Indians insist that Mr. Mc- Dougal never went there -nt all, but traveled overland from McPherson to the LaPere house on Belle river, while his guides hauled his empty boat up Rat river, thence over the portage to Belle river, where they joined him. Many hundred gold-seekers will be compelled to spend another dreary winter on the Rat river, in that land of darkness, then haul what few effects they may have left in the spring on dog-sleds across to Belle river. Those who are far up Rat river doubtless will be al)le to portagts their goods the short distance they have to travel, on their backs, to West Rat river, where they can descend in small boats, which they must construct of lumber sawed by hand. They too will learn that West Rat river is th, appointed. Consequently, they are very extortionate unci defiant. We remained at Fort Yukon nearly a week, he ng *o catch a steamer to St. Michael's; but before one cn'v id Mr. Rea went up the river to Dawson City. Or his re- turn he corroborated the extravagant methods ov ' ^•v.ry reported. While at Dawson he gathered many interesting facts, some of which, if made known, would be astounding. I do not deem it expedient to insert his letter, as so much of a derogatory character has already been published about this much-talked-of place. Very few boats touch at Fort Yukon, this once all-im- portant "no place." I soon ))ecame tired of its terril)le monotony, and concluded with three other gentlemen who had joined me, to take our canoe and drift down the river, hoping that a steamer would overtake us. The weather was cold and stormy ; rain and sleet fell almost continually. We had scarcely reached the lower end of the island, l)eyond which flows the main channel of the Yukon, when to our chagrin we saw two immense steam- ers passing down the stream. We were so far from theni ^that we had little hope of their seeing or hearing us, yet we waved our hats, coats and blankets, and yelled our- selves hoarse — all to no purpose, for they proceeded on their way witiioat noticing us. The wind blew furiously from the northwest as wo floated on the rolling waves, until night was upon us; then, cold and hungry, we sought shelter under the thick willows fringing the north bank. The next day was Sunday ; we neither went to church i 4G2 FORTY YEARB OF ADVENTUHEB nor Sundny-Bchool, but Imd a littlp " Endeavor meeting" of our own, — endeavored to stem the terrifi(! wind nnd waves, but made very littln progress. We continued float- ing by day and camping at night, until Tuesday morning, juHt as we hud finished our breakfast of slapjacks, bacon and cofi'ee, a cloud of black smoke was borne on the breeze l>eyond a point of timber we had passed the night before. In a short time a monstrous steamer came in sight, and we all hurriedly paddled to the center of the river. As it approached us I jumped on our "grub-box" and gave the railroad signal for it to stop. At the same time all of us waved our hats and coats, but the steamer passed to the south of us and was swiftly gliding by, when the pilot- house window was opened and a man leaned out. I held up my arm and shouted, "Four passengers for St. Michael's!" He rang the reverse bell, the steamer stopped, and soon we were alongside of the Alaska Com- mercial Company's largest and finest boat, "Hannah." The purser was on the lower deck, and came to where we were. I asked him, "How much for four passages to St. Michael's ? " He replied, " One hundred and seventy- five dollars." We were already half-way from Dawson to Bering Sea, and knew the fare at that time for first-class passage from Dawson to St. Michael's was fifty dollars. I intimated so, and offered one hundred and fifty. He answered with a most emphatic " No 1 " We quickly con- cluded to pay tli<' exorbitant price, and climbed aboard. Then we cut the towline from our small boat and let it go adrift, with all our cooking utensils, etc. We arranged (mr proportion of the fare with Mr. Olds, and he paid the o\ui hundred and seventy-five dollars to the purser. I asked to be shown my stateroom, but the purser re- plied, "Just pay your fare and I will arrange the rooms.'' I replied, "Mr. Olds has paid for all." The purser an- swered, " He has only paid for one." We were all dumb- foujuled ! One hundred and seventy-five dollars each was demanded, when our contract plainly implied it was EXTORTION OF THE BTEAMHHIP COMPANY 468 re- •5 i meant for nil four, nt least a dozen jjaesengers and offi- cers corroborating my statement. What to do we did not know. 0\ir l»oat was gone, but we did not propose to be robbed in that way. The purser luinded the money back and gave us orders to get off as soon as the next wood-yard was reached. We protested, patted him on the back, and begged to be allowed to con- tinue our journey and pay a reasonable fare, but without effect. Learning that the company's general mnnuf^fr, Mr. Wilson,. was aboard, we appealed to him. We asked him to allow us to remain, even if we went as steerage passen- gers. He shook his head. I then proposed that we work our way down, and let them retain the money. The prop- osition was accei)ted, and we all went below, supposing, of course, that there would be some kind of a bed to sleep on, but discovered that only the wet, dirty deck or cord- wood was to be our couch. I made my l)ed the first night on the wood, but precious little sleep did I get. The next day I found a board four feet and a half long by eleven inches wide which served me a great deal better; and I was really thankful for the comfort it afforded. Our principal work was loading cordwood from the banks, and I always jyitched it with such force and peculiar twist down the hills, jis to nuike each stick turn four or five somersaults, which landed it nearly in its proper place near the boat. I soon found out I had made a great mis- take, as I was always ordered afterward l)y the mate to the farthest pile from the boat. In fact, I worked just as hard as if I had not paid forty-two dollars and fifty cent? for the privilege of Vieing a deck-hand without wages. After we reached the little hamlet of Andressy I was helping to pull the anchor-line on shore to make the boat fast, when, stepping on a block of wood, tw<, rusty nails penetrated my moccasin and sank deeply into my foot. I hobbled back to the boat, too lame to perfc rm anymore work, and tried very hard to persuade the officers to as- sign me a room so as to doctor my woinid, as well as a 4fU KOBTV VKAIll* OK ADVKNTrUKH severe cold I had contracted because of the mifleral)le quarters I had been obliged to occupy. Although there were eight empty rooms above, they declined to grant my request. The Alaska Commercial Company is known by all that travel in Alaska as a "corporation without a soul" — one that has grown to the magnitude of a multi- millionaire by being the pet <'f the United States in the seal fisheries and carrying government supplies. That company is now returning gratitude to the citizens of our great nation for favor? received, by bleeding them. We did find men of kind hearts in the kitchen of the boat. They treated us with due courtesy and kindness, and to them we return everlasting gratitude. There is also another corporation, the Alaska Trans- portation Company, which, too, is without a soul. These companies have laid claim to abour. two miles frontage of the best and almost the only available portion of the harbor at St. Michael's. The first thing I saw after land- ing on the pier was a notice posted in a conspicuous place by the commanding officer in charge of the United States military post there ( which includes all the harbor ), warning the puljlic not to trespass upon the premises claimed by the corporations to which I have referred ; consequently, no one is allowed to sell anything, no mat- ter how small it may be. No l)oarding-house is allowed within these sacred ])reeints, excepting those of the great corporations, who have supply stores, hotels, etc., and charge their patrons most exorbitant rates. I was told by a sergeant of the regular army stationed there, that the Alaska Transportation Company had agreed to have barracks ready for the troops on their ar- rival ; but they found only the foundations laid. The commanding officer said the soldiers might assist the company in building the ))arracks, which would give them thirty cents an hour for spending-money. They quickly learned that wages were fifty cents an hour, and that there were many poor disappointed civilians there ^ TWO OAYH AND NIOHTH ON A BANDRAR 466 are who ii«'h(1p(1 th»' work. They respoctfully Bfiit word to tlieir coiiiinamler they did not want to cut wages and beat needy w(»i*kinen out of their johs. In reply, a peremptory order was ^ivc'U for the soldiers to huiUl the Ijarracks and accept whatever the company saw fit to pay them; so there was nothing left for them but to ol)ey. After they had finished, the company had the audacity to give them fifteen cents an hour. 'r"liiH heartless corporation is now receiving from the government thirty-six hundred dollars a year as rental for the barracks, built by its own troops. It probably cost the company less than its receipts for six months. These transportation companies, doubtless, are to a great extent responsiljle for the glowing reports al)out Alaska and the whole Northwestern country which have been sent out for the sole purpose of filling their coffers with the earnings of the many thousands they have al- lured there. At St. Michael's, on the 17th of September, I boarded the ocean steamer Tillamook, bound for Seattle, Wash. We sailed about eighty miles northwest to discharge a cargo of freight at a point on Colovin Bay. This com- pleted, the captain steered for the deep sea, — but soon landed us high and dry on a sandbar! There we re- mained for two days and nights. Finall}', by extraordi- nary etl'ort at high tide, and a favorable wind, we were freed from our dangerous mooring. It was fortunate that we got off when we did, otherwise we should have been left there the whole winter, for the wind soon shifted to the north and blew the water out of the bay. Ab(, it ten miles out after leaving the bar, a small steamboat in distress was discovered. The captain changed his course for it, and found it to be the Fortune Hunter. (The only fortune that ever came to it was when we reached it that day.) The engine of the boat had become disabled, and it was drifting to sea at the mercy of the wind and waves. Our vessel finally got near enough to heave a line, by which we towed the — 29 466 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES ; disabled steamer ashore. The result of our delay on the sandbar was the saving of the lives of fifteen helpless men. After rescuing the Fortune Hunter we proceeded on our journey for Dutch harbor, on one of the Aleutian islands. That night the equinoctial storm commenced its pranks in that almost unknown sea. Our captain had only once before been over the route, but our only dependence was upon him. The billows rolled like mountains; the space between was like valleys, while the ship was tossed about in every direction. Nearly all the passengers were sea- sick, and the vessel was a desolate, dreary-looking object. The detention on the sandbar had caused us to run short of both water and provisions. During the storm the crew cursed, and threw up the little they had eaten. No wonder I for the food provided for both passengers and crew was unfit to set before human beings. The cooks were filthy in their habits, and the vessel was overrun with rats, '^he appearance of the food indicated that they had free access to everything edible on board. Early in the morning of the fourth day out from Gulu- van Bay, we were surprisinl to find ourselves drifting among the Aleutian Islands, fully fifty miles out of our course. Every time the vessel plunged down into the great valleys of water, we expected to be dashed upon the numerous shoals, which we were surely rapidly approach- ing. Our captain was a courageous fellow, and was re- ported to be one of the best sailors of the Pacific ocean. He did not appear to be at all frichtened, but was very solicitous regarding our possil)le peril. By heaving the lead and examining his charts, he soon found his bearings, and breathed easier, as did we all, when he turned the vessel about, and continued on the proper course. Before noon we were safely landed in Dutch harbor, where we took coal and remained until the terrible gale luid somewhat subsided. After we landed, both captain and crew declared it was the most terrific storm in all m AFLOAT ON A LEAKY BHIP 467 11. I'V ll(3 ':' their experience, and we congratulated ourselves upon having weathered it safely. While at Dutch harbor the rats began to abandon the vessel, and upon the crew noticing it their superstitions were aroused, for among sailors this is considered one of the most ominous things that can occur. Many of them talked among themselves of doing exactly what the rats were doing, and suggested that we should take an- other vessel. Finally they were ridiculed out of their notions, and we sailed away on the second day after our arrival. After passing through the group of islands the storm increased in violence, and was almost as terrific as before. On the evening of the second day, when the steward went below into the storeroom among the rats for supplies, he came rushing frantically back and reported to the captain that the sliip was in a sinking condition, with three feet of water in the hold. Immediately all hands were at the pumps, every bucket on board called into re- quisition, and both captain and crew and such of the passengers as were al)le worked till nearly morning, hand- ling the pumps or passing up water from the hold, and at last the leak was gotten under control. It must have been a more serious atfair than the passengers imagined, for both the captain and mate passed the greater portion of the night bailing out with the rest of the crew. No wonder the rats had been leaving, for the ship was really in a sinking condition when at Dutch harl)or. The boat had been so fearfully thrashed about in the storm, that when she was rising on the crest of a wave anyone in tiie hold could see daylight through the wrenched sides. It was only by skillful seamanship and willing hands that we were J ept afloat until reaching our destination. e m 408 FORTY YEARS OF ADVENTURES Pii ^5 sili ^i Happy was everybody on board, the morning of the 6th day of October, 1898, when the "slow bell " rang, and we ran into the harbor of Seattle. Daylight had hardly made its appearance, but no sooner was the boat within jumping distance of the wharf than I was ashore. Im- agine my feelings of delight at realizing that I was once more in my native country. But how strange everything appeared to me 1 I hardly knew how to keep on the side- walk, and was often in the middle of the street or cross- ing a back yard. Finally I found a telegraph office, and sent messages to my friends that I was not dead, neither had I been sleeping. It was unspeakable delight to me to hear the whistles scream, the bells ring, the buzz of electric street cars, and all the other sounds of civili- zation to which I had so long been a stranger. One of the oddest and most ridiculous things to me was the crow- ing of roosters. I stopped and really laughed aloud, as their cbrion notes and flapping of wings reached my ears. Then the cackling of hens and the "peeping" of little chickens all comliined to make it a concert unfamiliar to my ears for a long time, l)ut now recalling sweet remem- brances of my childhood days on the old farm. It was like flying through space, when I boarded the lightning express train for Troy, Kansas, the place that I had left many years previously. It was the home of my early manhood. I could hardly wait till the time when I should meet my family and the ho^ts of friends, the young men and women of long ago. Inuigine my surprise, on arriving, at being invited into the opera-house, where a puljlic reception was tendered me. When escorted to the stage and I looked into the faces of dear old friends, I was thrilled with emotions of thanksgiving that are indescribal)le. At that moment the piaiiist touched the keys, and the instrument seemed to say, " Mid pleasures and palaces though I may roam, be it ever so humble, there 's no place like home." The great audi(Mice arose and sang that dear old song, which to tlic hearts of all HOME, HWEET HOME 400 travelers in foreign lands is most precious. A prayer of thanksgiving was offi-red, after which all joined in the song of songs, that fills the Ijreasts of American patriots more than all others, " My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. ' ' And no person ever api)reciated songs and native land more than, at 'his time, did