TOPEKA,
KANSAS, DAILY COMMONWEALTH.
[Continuation of items sent by Dr. Sam Dicks,
historian at Emporia State University, which will assist Cowley County citizens
in learning about our early history inasmuch as very few of the early-day
Cowley County newspapers were microfilmed. I went ahead as before and typed any
and all articles that I could find. Not all of these pertain to events in
Cowley County, but I think it is important to reflect the era covered.
On December 2, 1874, the Commonwealth covered
the haunting story of the “Mountain Meadow Massacre,” which occurred in Utah.
MAW]
DENIES
THE SHEEPSKIN.
The Commonwealth, Saturday Morning, July 25, 1874.
ARKANSAS CITY, KANSAS, July 31, 1874.
To the Editor of the Commonwealth.
Although it is hardly worthwhile, ordinarily,
to answer newspaper charges, will you kindly deny that I have received the
honorary degree of A. B. from the university of Indiana, as stated in your
issue of the 19, and thus oblige.
Yours, very respectfully,
H. B.
NORTON.
MISCELLANEOUS.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Advices from the frontier say that two
hundred and fifty lodges of Kiowas, including many influential chiefs, have
returned and camped near the agency. Lone Wolf still hangs back and is camped
with a few braves near Antelope hills. The messengers sent to the Comanches
having returned, state that half of the Comanches have signified their
intention to come in.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
The locust in the tree tops now assist to
enliven the twilight dullness, and also relieve the monotony of the dusky
mixture of notes from seven-octave pianos, the click of croquet balls,
screeches from miniature misses in stiffly-starched line, the ring of the
auctioneer’s bell, and the sounds of the horn on the ten cent ’bus.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
A prominent citizen of the state who went
east a short time since, writes back to Major Anderson: “We left Topeka via
Midland, and will say it is the best 27 miles of track west of Pittsburg.”
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Capt. J. Lee Knight, of the Riverside
gallery, exhibited a large collection of his pictures at Chicago recently,
during the session of the national photographic association. The pictures were
very highly complimented, as we learn from the reports of the convention, and
since his return home Capt. Knight has received a note from E. & H. T.
Anthony, of New York, asking him to advise them as to his formula or mode of
working, as demonstrated in the Chicago display, for use in the columns of the Photographers’
Bulletin. Capt. Knight has always manifested a pride in taking good
pictures, and we are glad to see his enterprise so highly and so deservedly
complimented.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
In contemplating the Plymouth church
festival, it is refreshing to notice how the “God of Battles” is worrying poor
Theodore. He never writes a letter, never promulgates a sworn statement, never
unbosoms himself to a prying reporter, without making allusion to the “God of
Battles.” We submit that a man who will stand idly by and see his wife kissed
by her pastor without introducing said pastor to a pair of his heaviest boots,
is not exactly the sort of a being to indulge in such melodramatic whining
about the “God of Battles.” We have been inclined to think with Ben Butler that
“Tilton has a case,” but we hope he’ll invoke some other assistance and give
the “God of Battles” a holiday.
STATE
PERSONALS.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
The Ottawa Journal says congressman
Cobb passed through that city the other day “on his way to congress.”
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Aidede Searle, city engineer of Lawrence, is
busily engaged on the Kansas Midland extension from De Soto to Kansas City.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Col. C. G. Hawley, one of the oldest and most
widely known citizens of the county, has been recommended as postmaster for
Girard by Hon. D. P. Lowe.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Dr. D. Y. K. Deering, a young physician, has
been very generally recommended for the medical studentship within Congressman
Cobb’s nomination.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
John Big Arm, a well known Wyandotte Indian,
returned home to Wyandotte on Friday, after an absence of twenty-five years in
California.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Miss Mary Reeder, daughter of Doctor Reeder,
of Burlingame, Kansas, and one of the pupils of the Kansas state normal academy
of music, died in Leavenworth on Friday morning after a brief illness.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, July 26, 1874.
Farmer Bronson has been requested to repeat
his five hours speech delivered in Lynn County on the Fourth. If his speech has
been stretched out to five hours in length, it must be extravagantly emaciated
as to thickness.
INDIAN
MATTERS.
THE
CHEYENNES STILL THREATENING.
The Commonwealth, July 31, 1874.
In the COMMONWEALTH correspondence from the
Indian Territory during the late Indian excitement, mention was made of the
cattle train of nineteen wagons lying at Sewell’s Ranch, on the Fort Sill
cattle trail; waiting for an escort to conduct it to the Cheyenne and Arapaho
Indian agency. It will be remembered that Major Upham ordered Captain Carter’s
company of the fifth infantry to conceal themselves in the wagons and thus
proceed with the train to its destination. From a private letter received
yesterday from the headquarters of the battalion, near Caldwell, we learn that
the train had been heard from within ten miles of the agency, where it no doubt
arrived safely. They report that they were watched by and saw Indians from the
time they crossed Salt Fork till they reached Kingfisher’s. The Indians sent up
signals with smokes constantly and were plainly waiting for a favorable
opportunity to attack. They doubtless discovered the presence of the escort and
scented the ambuscade. Major Upham left Caldwell on Wednesday, 29th,
with his company of cavalry, to scout down through the Territory to the
Cheyenne and Arapaho agency, and may encounter the Indians seen by Capt.
Carter. His orders are to consider every Indian hostile found wandering off his
reservation. Agent Miles left Caldwell on Tuesday last with an escort of twenty
infantry under Lieutenant Hargus, and a large train containing Indian supplies.
He had reports from the Indians of the agency at that time to the effect that a
large party of Cheyennes have left for Colorado, from which locality our correspondent
thinks we will next hear from them. An Indian outbreak is yet possible though
there is no apprehension of danger any longer on the Kansas border, it being
too effectually guarded. Word was received a few days ago in the governor’s
office, that a number of Osages were in Comanche County hunting buffalo. Gov.
Osborn ordered Major Bolus to take his company of militia organized at Sun
City, in Barbour County, and scout down through Comanche County, and, if he
found any Indians, to arrest them and hold them as hostages until something
definite can be learned of the murders and scalpings by the Osage mourning
party in Barbour County. The expedition has not yet been heard from, but is
composed of men who will obey orders literally. There may be a locking of
diplomatic horns betwixt the state of Kansas and that godly, shad-bellied
fraud, Agent Gibson, ere long.
MISCELLANEOUS.
The Commonwealth, July 31, 1874.
The command under Gen. Custer is still
pushing its way towards the celebrated Mecca of the Indians—the Black Hills. No
fight had occurred at last accounts, though the movements of bodies of natives
indicated preparations for an offensive consolidation of lodges. The general in
command reports that the country thus far passed through is beautiful, fertile,
and well supplied with timber and water. On some portions of the route
remarkable caves and picturesque scenery have been discovered, which indicate
that really interesting places for the resort of the tourist and curiosity
seeker exist in that land of inexhaustible wonders and probable riches. The
health of the expedition has been remarkable, none being sick, and the stock
has increased in fatness from the nutritious pasturage along the route of
march.
The Commonwealth, July 31, 1874.
The more we learn regarding the
flood-calamity in the vicinity of Pittsburgh, Pa., on Sunday, the more
appalling it becomes. It is now believed that the total loss of human life is
over 200, and that the loss of property will exceed $5,000,000. Destructive
freshets are also reported in central Kentucky and on the Ohio and Licking
rivers, causing considerable loss to railway, coal-shipping, and farm property.
The Commonwealth, July 31, 1874.
In the articles of separation between Mr.
Tilton and Mrs. Tilton which have been drawn up, he makes over the house in
which they have lived to Mrs. Tilton, with the furniture, ornaments, musical
instruments, and library, “for the purpose,” as expressed in the instrument of
separation, “of retaining around the children, who remain with the mother, the
familiar articles to which they have been accustomed.”
POMEROY’S
LITTLE GAME.
The Commonwealth, July 31, 1874.
Just before Pomeroy, by the employment of
flat and disgraceful perjury, effected the removal of his case from Judge
Morton’s jurisdiction to Osage County, he tendered a request which it would be
base disparagement to call cheeky, that his bail be reduced from $20,000 to
$10,000. For a man of Mr. Pomeroy’s reputed sagacity, this was an inexpressibly
maladroit move, for it exposed his hand completely.
The plan, of a score or more which he has
probably considered, chosen by the ex-senator for the conduct of his case, is
to weary out justice by finding pretexts for fatiguing delays to the end, he
hopes, of having the case fall from the docket some day like a blighted plum.
Of course, this is a tedious and costly process to Pomeroy personally, to say
nothing of the burden it imposes on this county, which pays the expense of the
trial wherever it goes and however long it lasts. In this connection we might
add that this change of venue will be as costly to this county as two
continuances.
FROM
THE FRONT.
The
Quaker Policy.—Manifest Destiny.
Solving
the Indian Question.
Concealments
and Misrepresentations by the Quakers.
The Commonwealth, August 2, 1874.
SARGENT,
KANSAS, July 30, 1874.
From a Regular Correspondent.
It is a gratifying sign of the times to
observe that the lately published manifesto of the little knot of secluded
Quakers, who have their hiding place at Lawrence, Kansas, has found no favor
with the authorities at Washington. The fulminations of this bevy of
peace-lovers, par excellence, would be unworthy of notice were it not
that they are the embodiment and accredited exponents of a system of false
notions regarding the Indian problem which prevails largely in the east. It is
not to be remotely expected that the killings, scalpings, and spoliations
committed by the Indians, or the constantly accumulating evidences of the
unsoundness of Quaker rule, will bring about any change in the sentiments of
the inhabitants of these far off states. Nothing short of actual contact with
their brethren of the forest will remove the scales from their eyes and permit
the light of truth to penetrate their benighted souls; and as it is not among
the probabilities that these people will go to the trouble and expense of
coming west to enlighten themselves on the subject, would it not be a pious
idea to get the scattered tribes together and drive them to New England, where
their friends would have special supervision of them and prevent the savage
whites from encroaching upon their rights? That country is not lacking in
barren tracts that would answer for reservations, and there is hardly a man in
Kansas or Colorado that would not volunteer his services to facilitate their
speedy transit.
Besides placing the red man beyond the reach
of the persecutions and barbarities of the pale-faced outlaws who inhabit the
frontier, it would open up to settlement a country unequaled in fertility of soil
and natural advantages, and give farms and homes to thousands of families now
struggling for existence in the over-crowded communities of the east. Such an
arrangement would add materially to the wealth and income of the nation, and
give complete satisfaction to the people of the west. And who knows but that
this consummation might not prove the happy solution of a question which has
hitherto baffled the skill of the profoundest statesmen?
But my design was to call attention to the
misrepresentations of this junta of inspired peace-makers. Their manifesto was
evidently written to bolster up a waning and false theory, and evinces
throughout a studied effort to suppress the truth. They tell us that the
Indians, by way of retaliation for outrages committed upon them, have attacked
one train, a few ranches, and some buffalo hunters who sell whiskey and steal
horses; leaving the impression that nobody, except a few horse thieves, has
been hurt, and that peace, order, and tranquility reign undisturbed among the
tribes. It cannot be possible that these worthy plenipotentiaries had not read
of the murder and scalping of the four men whom Agent Miles assisted to bury;
that they knew nothing of the killing of Kime, near Medicine Lodge; that they
had not heard of the butchery of Warren, near Dodge City; that they had seen no
account of the massacre of two men near this place, on the 4th of
July; or that they had had no intimation of the authenticated catalogue of
other murders and atrocities the Indians have been guilty of since the
beginning of the outbreak.
These murders, which have invariably been
characterized by the usual barbarities of scalping and other mutilations, had
all transpired and were well known when the Quaker Sanhedrins indicted their
little pronunciamento against a man who would not surrender his honor
and integrity to sustain a lie. If the Quaker Indian policy cannot be upheld
without resort to such flimsy, wicked expedients, it would be better that the
Quaker Indian policy be consigned to oblivion.
If we escape total destruction at the hands
of the noble representatives of the backwoods, we are likely to be devoured by
the pestiferous grasshoppers, a vast army of which made their appearance here
today. They came from the west and seemed to be moving in an easterly
direction. The air is deluged with them, and they seem to be getting ticker all
the time. As we have nothing but native grass to offer them in the way of food,
they will probably continue their journey eastward till the find better accommodations.
There is a dearth of Indian news just now,
but when Phil. Sheridan reaches the “field of batteriel,” which he will in the
course of a few days, he will stir up a little breeze among their Lone Wolfs,
Big Bears, and the rest, who have thus far had things pretty much their own
way. His orders are to pursue and punish the rascals wherever found, regardless
of reservation lines, sugar plums, or Quaker protestations, and the probability
is that the campaign will be “short, sharp, and decisive.” T.
CARD
FROM PROF. NORTON.
The Commonwealth, Thursday Morning, August 6, 1874.
ARKANSAS
CITY, KANSAS, August 2, 1874.
To the Editor of the Commonwealth.
I find myself once more forced into print, on
account of a misunderstanding. In your issue of the 24th, I
published a card stating that I had not received the degree A. B. pro merito
from the University of Indiana. I did this because I was suffering severely
from the honor of some of my fellow teachers, who considered it an excellent
joke; one which every college man will appreciate.
The fact is, my dear and honored friend,
President Hoss, now a professor in the University of Indiana, sent to the Emporia
Ledger an announcement that I had received the master’s degree from the
university. This your typo misunderstood, and printed as above. I did not care
to enter into the matter any further than to correct the mistake, which I did
without stating the real fact. In doing so I referred to the matter as a
newspaper slander; an attempt at humor so feeble as to be misunderstood, and
angrily commented upon the Ledger. Hence this communication.
Trusting that this will be the end of a small
annoyance, I remain,
Yours,
H. B. NORTON.
THE LAW
FOR THE SALE OF LANDS IN KANSAS.
The Commonwealth, Friday Morning, August 7, 1874.
From the New York Tribune.
Just prior to adjournment, congress passed a
law for the sale of the lands of the Kansas tribe of Indians in Kansas, which
will enable persons of limited means to establish themselves in that state. The
law gives to every bona fide settler, heretofore reported as such, on any of
the trust lands of these Indians, the privilege of making payment of the appraised
value of their lands at the local land office at Topeka, in six annual
installments, the first payable Jan. 1, 1875, and the remaining installments to
be paid annually with 6 per cent interest.
Provision is made in the second section of
the act, that the remainder of the trust lands and the undisposed portion of
the diminished reserve shall be subject to entry at Topeka in tracts not
exceeding 160 acres, by actual settlers, one-fourth of the appraised value
thereof to be paid at the time of entry, and the remainder in three annual
installments with six per cent interest. All the lands not taken within twelve
months are to be sold at their appraised value. Rules and regulations for the
disposition of these lands, amounting to 215,774 acres, will soon be issued by
the commissioner of the general land office.
GRASSHOPPERS
IN MITCHELL COUNTY.
THE LAW
FOR THE SALE OF LANDS IN KANSAS.
The Commonwealth, Friday Morning, August 7, 1874.
For four days this week clouds of
grasshoppers have been passing over this county in a southeast direction, and
enough have come to the ground here to totally destroy the corn crop, but still
our farmers are in good spirits. Our population is about 7,000. We have enough
small grain to do our people and supply four counties of the same size. There
is in the county about 200,000 bushels in wheat, rye, barley, and oats. In our
next issue we will give correct figures of the amount of grain in the county. Beloit
Gazette.
GRASSHOPPERS.
The Commonwealth, Saturday Morning, August 8, 1874.
In Minnesota, Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas,
Missouri, and Wisconsin the omnivorous grasshopper has, during the last ninety
days, been demonstrating his capacity for the destruction of crops.
Instances have come credibly to the notice of
the Times where, in a single hour, fields of forty acres of corn have
been entirely denuded of verdure and killed outright.
In the neighborhood of St. Joseph, Missouri,
these pests have been exceedingly disastrous to all sorts of fruit; in many
instances, they have eaten the meat all off the peach pits, and left only them
for human consumption.
Near Marysville and Waterville, in Kansas,
the ravages of grasshoppers have been general and sweeping as to corn and all
manner of vegetables.
North, and in the immediate neighborhood of
Des Moines, Iowa, the winged scourge has been doing incalculable damages.
In Nebraska, about the Blue river, and the
Platte, at Fort Kearney, the devastation of corn-fields has been complete and
irreparable. But the wheat crop in that State has been unusually large, both as
to average and yield, and this will ameliorate the condition of that newly and
sparsely settled section of Nebraska which lies west of the Loup Fork and Blue
rivers. The bountiful supply of small grains will, in part, make up for the
severe losses in corn and vegetables. Chicago Times.
FROM
THE FRONT.
The
Indian Expedition.
A Full
Account of the Army Now Outfitting at Fort Dodge.
Its
Line of Operations.—Gen. Miles to be in Command.
The
Heroic Defense at Adobe Walls.
The Commonwealth, Saturday Morning, August 8, 1874.
DODGE
CITY, KANSAS, August 5, 1874.
From our Regular Correspondent.
An expedition is now being fitted out at Fort
Dodge to assume offensive operations against the Indians who have been waging
war on the frontier settlements. It will start from the post about the 15th
of the present month. The expedition will be composed of eight companies of the
Sixth cavalry and five of the Fifth infantry, numbering in all about one
thousand effective fighting men. Four of the cavalry companies are now here,
and three more are on the way from Fort Lyon, C. T. The other company that is
to complete the complement of cavalry is at Camp Supply, and will join the
command at that place. Four companies of the infantry are here and the other
companies will arrive in a day or two. About one hundred wagons accompany the
expedition from here. Ten white scouts and about the same number of Indians
will go along. These will be under the charge of Lieut. Baldwin. The troops
will not be encumbered with any useless luggage, as they go under light
marching orders. Col. Compton will command the cavalry, Capt. Bristol the
infantry, and General Miles will command the expedition. All of these officers
have seen service. Gen. Miles belonged to the celebrated second army corps,
which made itself notorious at the battle of the wilderness, by gobbling up
Johnson’s division of rebs. Col. Compton served with honor during the war in an
Iowa regiment. Capt. Bristol also stands high as an officer, distinguished
alike for bravery and good judgment. There will scarcely be a commissioned
officer connected with the expedition who has not seen active service, while a
good proportion of the enlisted men are veterans of the war. Jake Callahan, an
old frontiersman, and who has been in as close quarters as anybody, accompanies
the outfit as wagon master. There will be about one hundred and fifty citizen
employees.
Altogether, the composition of the entire
expedition is such as to leave no room to doubt that, if the opportunity
offers, they will give a good account of themselves, and it is fully to suppose
the Indians will surrender without a stubborn resistance. They are well armed,
mounted on ponies that will keep fat on grass, unencumbered with supply trains
or anything else that would retard their quick motion in a warfare against the
troops. A good many of their wild brothers have turned up missing since they
commenced the war, and they will be anxious to avenge their deaths. Their
vindictiveness and animosity towards the whites know no bounds. The man who
falls into their hands suffers a two-fold death and is literally chopped to
pieces.
The expedition will go from here to Camp
Supply, in the Indian Territory, and from there west to the Antelope mountains,
where it will be joined by the Tenth cavalry, colored, from Texas, and from
there to wherever the enemy is. The Fourth and Eighth cavalry, which have been
operating on the borders of Texas and New Mexico, I am informed, will move in
conjunction with the force leaving here, and will close in on the Indians from
all sides. It is estimated that the force which will soon be on the move will
number between twenty-five hundred and three thousand men, independent of
citizen employees. It is not accurately known how many Indians are
participating in the present war, but is judged that the number will not fall
short of three thousand. They are now said to be uniting in the region of the
Staked Plains, the more effectually to resist the troops going out against them.
They will fight on ground of their own selection and may inflict serious loss
on our forces, but the ultimate result cannot be doubted—they must yield. They
are not supposed to be overloaded with ammunition, and when this is gone, there
is nothing left for them to do but to surrender.
Companies C and D of the Fifth U. S.
infantry, which have been doing guard duty along the A. T. & S. F. road,
have been relieved by the Nineteenth, lately arrived from the state of
Louisiana. These two companies left a very favorable impression where they
became known for their general quiet and civil deportment.
A train loaded with buffalo hides arrived
here yesterday evening from the Canadian, the scene of the late siege and
heroic defense of a handful of men against two hundred redskins. As the facts
become better known, the heroism of these men is without parallel. There were
thirty men inside the stockades, and only twelve guns. With these they
succeeded in keeping at bay, and finally driving off, over two hundred Indians.
So bold were the savages, and so confident of their prey, that they came right
up to the entrances to the stockades, and endeavored to break down the doors.
One fellow was entertaining the boys inside with a war-dance on a buffalo hide.
That was his last war-dance. A piece of lead from a needle gun struck him and
brought his performance to an abrupt termination. He gave a yell and a bound,
and then went to the earth. Others, to the number of forty, paid the same
penalty for their reckless daring. Twelve Indian heads, minus hair, feathers,
and other thum mim, [? Hard to read last words] now adorn the gate-posts
of the corral. The collection is diversified by the caput of a negro,
who was killed among the Indians with a can of yeast powders in his hand. He
didn’t “raise” worth a cent after that.
The Indians carried off all their wounded and
most of their dead, whom they buried on the adjacent hills. About thirty
freshly-made graves were counted. In this remarkable encounter with the savage
hosts, only three whites were killed, one inside and two outside of the
stockades, namely, William Tyler and Isaac Schiedler and his brother. There
were others killed, but not at this place or time. The hunters still hold their
ground, and no Indians have been seen since in the vicinity. It was evidently
not a healthy place for them to jerk buffalo meat or to dry plums.
Some of the trophies captured from the
Indians are now on exhibition at this place, among them the scalp of a woman
with long black hair. A number of others were noticed in the belts of the
warriors. Some of these ought to be forwarded to the peace commissioners; the
sight of them would no doubt confirm their belief in the utter innocence and
harmlessness of the Indians.
The merchants and businessmen of Dodge City
have survived the anathemas of General Pope, who seems to think they are fit
subjects for total extermination. If the general would take the trouble to
visit the frontier, and become acquainted with the real facts, he would find
that the businessmen of Dodge, or any other town, are in no manner responsible
for the present outbreak. They are shrewd, go-ahead businessmen, and the
imputations of the general are unwarranted, to say the least.
Mr. J. F. Hardesty, of Sargent, received a
letter from his brother, a short time ago, who is on his way from Texas with
two thousand head of cattle. He, with others, are now laying over at Red river
station, afraid to move on account of the Indians, who are reported to be
moving on the trail. These men are entitled to protection. As Kansas is largely
interested in the Texas cattle trade, it would be only fair that the state
furnish an escort for the herds now blockaded at Red river.
The grasshoppers have made a clean sweep of
everything in the shape of vegetation hereabouts. The prospects for a good crop
were very encouraging until these pests made their appearance.
There has been considerable rain of late,
which will give the grass, that had become dry and parched, a new start.
The Messenger still sends out its
weekly messages of news and literary collations. The citizens of Dodge not only
patronize their home paper liberally, but a large number of dailies,
conspicuous among which I notice the COMMONWEALTH. This shows that they are an
intelligent and discerning people.
I may have occasion to particularize the
different branches of business carried on at Dodge at another time. T.
JOHN
DAVIS’ ILIAD OF WOES.
The Commonwealth, Saturday Morning, August 8, 1874.
That uncompromising agriculturist and
aggressive reformer, John Davis, is humanly speaking, a mighty ill-used man.
John came to Kansas about two years ago, and as soon as his foot touched our
historic soil, he was afflicted, as many newcomers are, with an ardent desire
to reform something, the better to do which he hankered for a seat in the halls
of congress. After surveying the field “where,” as an eminent Kansan used to
remark, “every prospect pleases and only man is vile,” John concluded that,
like the cooper who erected a barrel to fit the bung, the only way to get to
congress was to get up a party to send him there. Accordingly, the John Davis
party was born and christened. The foundation was laid, and John returned to
his battle with the cut worm and his wrestle with the borer to dream on the
architecture of the edifice. But disaster came, with its hair parted in the
middle, in the guise of Melius, who infringed on John’s patent, and ravished
his budding hopes. John divided his political homestead claim with Melius for
harmony’s sake, and went on writing essays on the curculio and prescriptions
for cattle mashes for the agricultural department of country newspapers and
dreaming pleasant dreams. Sudden and sharp was the awakening. With the air of
Caesar at the Lupercal, he thrice put away the nomination for lieutenant
governor, convinced that so much self-abnegation could not fail of its reward.
Contrary to John’s desire, the managers—among whom was the gentle Melius, who
hates John as a jealous lover his rival—called the first district convention at
once, though it was none of Melius’ funeral, as he publishes a paper in another
district. It had been suggested that something ought to be done for
Leavenworth, and that the least that could be done was to nominate Mark Parrott
for congress. John’s services to reform, his proud position as the originator
of the party, stood for nothing. A lazy interloper who never had done a hand’s
turn towards helping the dromedary movement, stepped in at the last moment and
walked off with the prize which had stimulated Davis’ efforts and achievements
in the cause of reform.
What adds poignancy to Davis’ disappointment
is the fact that Melius proudly boasts of it as his work. Since Davis is done
for, crows Melius, the subsequent proceedings are, to him, devoid of interest.
There is but one man more that Melius hankers to be even with, and that
unfortunate person is McComas. If the ferocious Melius does not get in an
intestine winder beneath McComas’ belt before this cruel war is over, it will
be because the gentleman from Bourbon County gives him a wide berth. But John
Davis is the tragic figure in this company. He is what Mr. Micawber would
poetically term a fallen tower, and has not been heard to say anything about
the office seeking the man since the adjournment of the what-is-it convention.
FROM
BUTLER COUNTY.
The
Drouth and the Crops.
The
Indian Scare.—Militia Company Organized, Etc.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, August 9, 1874.
To the Editor of the Commonwealth.
We are having very hot weather here in Butler
County; in some portions no rain has fallen since May 20th
sufficient to lay the dust. There will be much suffering this year in Kansas if
all portions are as dry as this part. The drouth seems to be in spots, as it
were, for several localities in this county have had all the rain desired. Our
corn looks poor on an average, but we had a good whet crop, and small products
such as potatoes and garden vegetables of all kinds have done well.
Stock, such as cattle and hogs, are doing
fine, better than common, and several lots have been shipped east. Sheep are
thriving finely, though they are not handled very much at present.
State politicians are working up some in this
section, several aspirants want something, they know not what. They would like
to go to congress, especially one person in our little town, who says the
farmers all over Kansas write him to run for congress. It beats all how a man
can talk about his friends insisting (!) that he shall run for office, and that
he don’t want it himself.
The Indian scare is over, but think it may
revive any day, as the Indians are still on the warpath and committing
depredations farther west. A company of Kansas cavalry has been raised here at
Eldorado, and was organized last week; officers as follows: Marshall D. Ellis,
captain; Hiram Childers, first lieutenant; H. Betz, second lieutenant. They
will receive their arms probably this week, and will be ready for Indian
service immediately. Many of the company are old soldiers and used to war
alarms. We predict a good report of them if ordered out.
Grasshoppers are more numerous than a week
ago; they seem to be coming from the west, but are not in numbers sufficient to
harm anything as yet. We are waiting to hear of the next excitement. It is
about time to hear of one. Yours, etc., BUTLER.
Eldorado, Kan., Aug. 5, 1874.
THE
INDIAN SITUATION.
The Commonwealth, Sunday Morning, August 9, 1874.
Yesterday we published a full description of
the expedition now outfitting at Fort Dodge, to be sent against the Indians,
acting in conjunction with similar expeditions from New Mexico and Texas. The
blast from the bugle-horn of the fighting Quaker, Miles, has proven to be worth
a thousand men of his peaceful persuasion in putting the Indian question in the
way of settlement. The military household have better means of knowing the movement
of the Indians than the department of the interior, and this very extensive
warlike demonstration would not be made causelessly. In very truth, we believe
that we are on the eve of an Indian outbreak in the southwest as grave and
extensive as that which Custer settled by the decisive battle of the Washita,
when Black Kettle was killed, a thousand ponies slain, and a large number of
squaws taken prisoners. That memorable occasion extracted the fight from the
Cheyennes and Arapahos, and they have been measurably quiet ever since. A
sufficient time has elapsed, however, for them to recuperate, and their
discomfiture then has sufficiently faded from their memory to allow entrance to
the idea that they are strong enough to engage the whole United States army.
Our correspondent says that it is believed
that the Indians to the number of three thousand are now uniting on the Staked
plain. This is a vast, trackless desert covered with shifting sand, which can
only be traversed by the aid of stakes set in the ground, hence its name. Its
topography is thoroughly familiar to the Indians, who have the advantage of
superior knowledge in choosing it as their refuge. The voice of the council
which met in the Red hills, which has already been discussed at length in the COMMONWEALTH,
was undoubtedly for war, and the following tribes will probably be found to be
uniting together: Comanches, Cheyennes, Kiowas, Arapahos, a goodly sprinkle of
young Osages, a handful of Kaws, and a few Apaches. The first four mentioned
tribes will probably send out a large proportion of their available strength,
and those who are left behind will relieve the tedium of reservation life by
short sorties to scalp and rob along the cattle trail. The Indians mean war, in
our judgment, but may be deterred from overt demonstrations by a show of
strength and readiness on the part of the soldiery.
We have been contemplating for some time
saying a few words on the general aspects of this Indian business, especially
as it effects Kansas, and the aforementioned expedition furnishes our cue. We
may premise what we have to say by the proposition, which we do not think will
be controverted by anyone informed as to the facts, that the Quaker policy has
been a lamentable failure. The state of Kansas is largely and materially
interested in the successful management of the Indians by the general
government, and therefore, we second the policy proposed by Senator Ingalls, of
abolishing the board of Indian commissioners and removing the control of these
national wards from the interior to the war department. The late Indian
excitement on our southern border has cost this state a prospective population
of at least ten thousand people, besides which it demoralized the settlers in
the border counties. The government of the United States is indirectly, and the
Quaker Indian superintendent and the agents under him are directly, responsible
for the murder of about twenty of our citizens. These murders were, for the
most part, committed by Osages, a tribe ostensibly peaceful, and of whom their
agent, Gibson, would be willing to swear, if a Quaker were allowed by his
religion to make oath, that they were all exemplary Sunday school scholars, and
hadn’t been off their reservation for a year. We have been to some pains to
ascertain the outrages traceable to this tribe which have occurred during the
past year or two, every one of which could be verified as the work of Osages if
necessary. The following is the list.
Moseley, shot on Medicine Lodge creek by Big
Hill Joe’s band of Osages, July 6th, 1872.
Floyd and Percy, living on Beaver creek,
Cowley County, shot and scalped by the same band, January, 1872, near Timber
Mountain.
Fred Pracht, shot and pierced with a spear at
Caldwell, June, 1871.
Four men from Independence, Missouri, killed
near the mouth of the Medicine Lodge in November, 1872.