The New York Herald Newspaper, February 28, 1873, Page 3

i IN THE MODOC CAMP A Herald Correspondent’s Ride Into Capiain Jack’s Stronghold. OBSTACLES THROWN IN THE WAY The Ruse by a Run to Van Bremer’s Ranch. A TRAIL IN THE SNOW. Bob Whittle’s Annoyance and Late Resolve. THE SIGNAL FIRE. Hawker Jim, Modoc Dave and Steam- boat Frank Present Themselves. SCRAMBLING OVER THE LAVA BEDS. Bogus Charley’s Welcome, Charley MiMler'se. buff, Sear-Faced Charley’s Pe iain Enlightened Modoc to the THE WEIRD COUNCIL CAVE. Make Way for the Paper Man from the Big City by the Sea. CAPTAIN JACK AT HOME. John Schonzches’ Big Talk to the Ambassadors. HOW THE FIGHT BEGAN The Attack on .the Modocs at Lost River. INDIAN MANAGEMENT EXTRAORDINARY, Moved Three Times in the Winter and Robbed of Their Supplies. INTERVIEW WITH CAPTAIN JACK Better to Gas Before Fighting Than After Bloodshed. HE WANTS HONORABLE PEACE. The Indians Badly Treated--Peace on Present Basis Likely to Fail. A Stirring Story of Dash, Ehter- prise and Pluck. Lava Bens, Feb. 25, Via Yrexa, Feb. 26, 1873. I write this despatch in Captain Jack’s cave, in the lava beds, having at last reached this spot, though not without considerable difficulty, In my last despatch I stated that John Fairchild, Bob Whittle and THE TWO SQUAWS, MATILDA AND ARTINE, were to leave on the morning of the 24th for Captain Jack’s camp, with instructions to arrange @ meeting between the Modocs and the Peace Commissioners. Ialso stated that I had applied for permission to Mr. Meacham to accompany these men into the lava beds, in order to give the public, through the Hzratp, some idea of this band of warriors and the stronghold which they defended so bravely. As you already know, MY REQUEST WAS PEREMPTORILY DENIED, and Whittle had given the most decided orders not to permit any member of the press to ac- company his expedition. I finally concluded that Mr. Meacham had no authority to govern my going and coming in this section of the Heapquarters Caprarn Jacn’s Camp, { r Mince, | ¥|, country, and, therefore, determined to make an attempt to go on my own responsibility. Knowing that my movements at Fairchild ranch would be RATHER CLOSELY SCRUTINIZED, left there on the afternoon of Sunday, the 23d, saying that I intended riding over to Van Bremer’s ranch and stopping through the- night with the officers of the Fourth artillery. This movement was not suspected, and before leaving I casually asked Fairchild AT WHAT TIME THEY INTENDED TO START next morning, and he replied :— “Seven A. M.”” I felt considerably relieved when I got clear of the headquarters of the Peace Commissioners, as Mr. Meacham might have asked General Canby to give orders that I was not to leave the neighborhood, which would naturally have left me in rather an awkward position. After a good night’s sleep at Van Bremer’s, I got up at reveille and made a start at 7:30, riding down the road towards Fairchild’s in NEW YORK HERALD, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 28, 1873.—TRIPLE SHEET, THE MODOC MUDDLE. Map of the Volcanic Country Where Uncle Sam’s Soldiers and Captain Jack’s Warriors Are Contending. Ly >i R | | | \ BAK & RUSSELLNY, Voleanic Rocks SCALE OF 12 MILES TOT INCH Ws. « ym i Y Ne \ * Headquarters of Captain Jack in the Lava Beds, where the Hzraxp correspondent interviewed the Modoc chief, as described in the special despatch. order to meet the party. It had then been snowing some two or three hours, and the ground was covered with a white, fleecy coat- ing. When I arrived at the byidge over Willow Creek I found, AS THERE WERE NO "TRACKS, that the party had not yet come up, so I rode onto meet them, They finally came in sight, Fairchild and Artine leading and Whittle and Matilda bringing up the rear. I immediately rode up to Fairchild and told him I WANTED TO ACCOMPANY HIM. He replied that personally he had no objec- tions, but as the party was under the charge of Bob Whittle I must get his permission. Ithen rode back to Whittle, and my request was very firmly but politely refused. He said :— A DIPLOMATIC REPLY. “If you had spoken to me before I was en- gaged by the Peace Commissioners I would have heen happy to have gone with you, but now 1 am in the government employ, and you know yourself what my instructions were.’’ I talked to him for about five minutes, until at last he said: — “I am very sorry; but either you or I must go back.’” I thought at first of going in alone, but after mature consideration I concluded to turn back, as to hunt for a place twenty miles distant without any further ideas as to the locality to be found would probably result in a failure. I then said, “GoopBY,’’ AND STARTED TO RIDE BACK, and after trotting along for about half a mile my eye fell on the freshly imprinted horse tracks that were so clearly seen in the newly fallen snow. THE SNOW TRAIL. I immediately wheeled round, as in an in- stant I saw my guide to the lava beds. Those tracks would take me there. I rode slowly at first, and was always cautious going up hill to peep over the top before I exposed myself and horse to the plain that lay before me. After a ride of about two hours along the SOUTHWESTERN SHORE OF KLAMATH LAKE the tracks turned sharp to the right up a hill and led through a mass of loose rocks, which proved rather an obstacle to fast travelling. At the top of the hill, seeing nobody on the flat before me, I quickened my pace, as I thought the Modoc country could not be very far off. My judgment was not in error, as from the next eminence I saw the party about @ mile and a half ahead, with THE SQUAW ARTENA IN ADVANCE. I then concluded that they were in Indian country, and so rode on pretty fast, and pres- ently Fairchild and Whittle caught sight of me. They immediately PULLED UP AND WAITED UNTIL I CAME UP. Whittle appeared rather annoyed at first, but finally said— “Well, well, now you have come, you had better keep up close, as we have been SEEN BY THE MODOCS BEFORE Now.” He added, “If I had seen you a couple of minutes further back I would have turned back ; but.as we have been seen it would be unwise to return now.’’ We all rode on quietly, and in about three-quarters of an hour arrived at THE BLUFFS OVERLOOKING THE LAVA BEDS, without having seen an Indian, As Whittle expected to meet the Indians on that spot, he gathered some brush toether and lit a fire in order to let them know we had arrived. In about twenty minutcs’ time we saw A COUPLE OF HORSEMEN AND A MAN ON FOOT coming across the plain below in the direction of the foot of the bluff. They finally came up the hill towards us, and I had the pleasure of an introduction to HAWKER JIM, MODOC DAVE AND STEAMBOAT FRANK. These three gentlemen were all armed to the teeth. Two of them had Springfield rifles, and the other, Frank, had a cavalry Spencer carbine, with equipments. Each of them had a revolver and large sheath knife. AFTER A LITTLE TALK AND SMOKE round the fire Frank said that Captain Jack wanted to see Mr. Fairchild in camp. We then walked down the bluff, leading our horses, and on arriving at its base I discovered what I had taken to be a flat plain was a rolling surface, covered with i SHARP-EDGED ROCKS, and interspersed with large and deep holes, half filled with broken scoria, The trail was very rough, and we walked slowly along, our horses feeling the travelling rather bad. We came presently on ONE OF CAPTAIN JACK’S SCOUTING PARTIES, and found half a dozen warriors warming themselves around a fire, while their horses were nibbling at the bunch grass in the vicinity. We got off and I was again intro- duced and went through some more hand shaking and more smoking. My smoking qualities were evidently much admired by the Modocs, and they also expressed themselves favorably of the quality of my tobacco. This party were also ‘ be é WELL ARMED AND ALL PAINTED. They were all painted pretty much alike— that is, the entire lower part of the face was smeared with a brownish red or black compo- sition of a greasy nature. It gave them a very hideous appearance, and coming upon this group standing round the blazing fire, cach with a musket in his hand and revolver and knife in the belt, they were NOT CALCULATED TO REASSURE THE VISITORS of the paeific nature of the inhabitants of the lava bed. We did not make a very long stay, however, and moved along, our party being now reinforced by these half dozen scouts. About a half mile further on we came upon another camp of about fifty “MEN, WOMEN AND CHILDREN. They were nearly all lying in a rocky spur, around a blazing fire, but as we ap- proached they rose and came down to meet us, Their costume was of a very hetero- geneous nature, showing that their clothing was collected at different epochs of time. Most of them, however, had soldiers’ over-’ coats, and the squaws appeared very PARTIAL TO RED PETTICOATS. Here I was introduced to John Schonches, the brother of Schonches, the old chief of the tribe, and several other notabilities. After a delay of about five minutes we started again, accompanied by our new acquaintances, which consequently SWELLED OUR TRAIN CONSIDERABLY. The road became worse and worse, and the country more hillish-looking every minute. It defies description, and now I can perfectly understand how these forty or fifty men so DEMORALIZED THE THREE HUNDRED REGULARS AND VOLUNTEERS that attacked them on the 17th January. The Modocs appeared to skip nimbly over the rocks, but our horses were completely non- plussed, and my quadruped required consider- able persuasion in order to induce him to move forward. We were presently met by BOGUS CHARLEY, one of the Old Hat Creek Indians, who was evidently glad to see Fairchild, and a few minutes afterwards a most diabolical-looking Indian, called Charley Miller, came riding down towards us, motioning us back with his hand. A lively discussion then ensued in the Modoc tongue, a language with which I have not yet become acquainted; but the squaw, Matilda, acting as interpreter, told me that "CAPTAIN JACK HAD SENT ORDERS for us to camp where we were and .not ad- vance any further. Bogus Charley, Frank and Dave appeared considerably exercised over this order, as Charley stated that Fair- child should come and sleep at his house. Dave added that Whittle and the Heratp cor- respondent should stop at his. that at the moment I was very grateful to Mr. Dave for this exercise of hospitality, as I con- cluded that, should these gentlemen come to blows over THIS LITTLE QUESTION OF ETIQUETTE, the guest would probably fare the worst of all, At this juncture, however, Scar-faced Charley came up and immediately settled the matter by saying we all could come into camp. Fairchild and Artena here left us, taking the left hand trail to go to Captain Jack’s house, and we went to the right, led by Mr. Dave, who was quite happy at having captured his guests. I now dismounted, as the trail be- I cannot say came nearly impassable, and after passing through a wild-looking gorge, with walls of craggy rock, about twenty-five feet in height, we climbed up some rocks, and then, sud- denly descending a nearly perpendicular wall of broken scorim landed in 4 CHASM, SURROUNDED BY WALLS ABOUT THIRTY FEET IN HEIGHT, formed of broken rock, apparently piled in- discriminately one on top of the other. There were three or four Indian rancherias located in this wild-looking spot. As our guide en- tered one of these primitive habitations we dismounted, and, taking off our saddles, made our horses fast to some of the large rocks that had evidently been scattered around with a liberal hand. We then ENTERED THE RANCHERIA AND SQUATTED DOWN IN INDIAN FASHION round the fire, which was built in a cavity formed by two rocks that nature had placed in a position similar to the apex of an equilateral triangle. This rancheria, or “wikkiup,’’ was only built up to the rocks, so that the fire was really in the open air, and I afterwards found, when the fire was out, the keen, frosty air was rather biting and sharp when it attaeked the pedal extremities. After sitting for about half an hour round the fire, which time was passed in distributing tobacco and making the acquaintance of seve- ral other painted savages,.I was told by Ma- tilda that there was a little difference of opinion as to whether the Heratp corre- spondent was to be admitted to the council. TO THE CREDIT OF THE MODOC NATION, Iam happy to say that the friends of litera- ture predominated, and a messenger presently arrived with orders to convey our party to the council cave, accompanied by Bob Whittle |. apd his squaw. I followed pur quide. and after clambering up the rough walls of one chasm we walked, or rather crawled, about one hundred yards over some broken rocks, when the guide suddenly DISAPPEARED DOWN A DARK HOLE. The Herat | correspondent followed, but, not being acquainted with the nature of the country, went down faster than necessary, and found himself ina large cave, lit up by the blaze of a fire, which was burning in the centre, and gave sufficient light to enable me to see some fifty or sixty Modocs seated round in circles four or five deep. Edging my way through this motley throng, I came to a vacant spot in the front circle, but before sitting shook hands with Captain Jack and Scar-faced Charley, on whose left, with considerable courtesy, I was placed. I took my seat there like the rest. It was A STRANGE SCENE, down and a fit subject for some figure artist, for cer- tainly no troop of Italian bandits could have made a wilder or more picturesque picture. As soon as I had recovered from the first flutter, which the presence of so many celebri- ties had excited, I ventured to take a quiet look around, and found that I was THE OBJECT OF GENERAL ATTENTION, and, judging from the favorable glances re- ceived, it appeared the party were inclined to tolerate my presence. Mr. Fairchild ex- plained that I was a paper man, and that I had come from far off, from THE BIG CITY BY THE SEA, and that I was anxious to hear the Indians’ own story of their* troubles, and that I had followed their trail in the snow. This speech was translated by Bogus Charley, and was re- ceived with general approbation, expressed by a chorus of grunts, sounding like a guttural pronounciation of the letter ‘‘A.’’ CAPTAIN JACK LOOKED VERY SICK, and was sitting with a blanket around his limbs and supporting himself by resting his hands on the handle of one of their root dig- gers, which was stuck in the ground before him. Bogus Charley sat on his right, and OFFICIATED AS INTERPRETER, and Schonsches was to the right of Charley. Shack Nasty Jim sat to the left of Captain Jack, and then came Fairchild, Scar-faced Charley, the Hzratp correspondent and Bob Whittle in the order named here, The rest of the Modocs were seated around in circles, and I noticed that many had washed off their paint and COME TO THE COUNCIL WITHOUT THEIR ARMS. Shortly after my introduction Mr. Fairchild produced his instructions from the Peace Commissioners, and read them by sentences in English, and Bogus Charley translated them. They simply informed Captain Jack who comprised the Peace Commissioners that the President had sent, and how they were willing to delay the grand council until the arrival of Judge Roseborough and their friend Elijah Steel, of Yreka. It also alluded to BEN WRIGHT'S TREACHERY, and said that Ben Wright wasa bad man. This allusion was, however, rather an un- happy one, as, when it was translated, the noble savage evinced the most decided disgust atthe introduction of such a reminiscence. After Fairchild had got through, and stated he had come to make arrangements for the meeting, JOHN SCHONSCHIS, brother of Schonches, the old chief, spoke, He 3 talked for about two hours, and in this de spatch I will only give the pith of his re marks. Bogus Charley, assisted by Steam. boat Frank, officiated as interpreter. Schon- sches said ‘he knew Mr. Meacham. He saya he big chief. Isee him long time ago. He talked well ; told me straight. HE TOLD ME I WAS A BIG CHIEF, Come with me; make you good home. Showed me good home. Said ‘You like that?’ Took me to live at Fort Kiamath ; then he | tell Onptain Knapp treat him good, this Mo- doc Indian, Captain Knapp no like me. Go | Meacham ; told him watch them good. | GIVE PLENTY OF GRUB. Captain Knapp bad man; he come my door; Isay, ‘Don't come to my house; no like you;’” saw Mr. Meacham long ago put the axe in the ground; no want to take it out. I know Mr. Meacham; tell him talk straight. I want to | live in good place at Klamath, where I live | first. Meacham go away. Agent make it bad; | hangTndian, that Captain Knapp.” | Mr. Schonschm made a diversion in my | favor to give an account af : THE FIRST FIGHT ON LOST RIVER. He spoke about the fight when the citizens attacked the Indians. He said: — “White chief tell your people white men shoot first. I tell no lie, I give away all. My country keep little piece on Lost River, yet they shoot me. Idon’t know what for I thought. I gave them all my land, water, grass, everything. I don’t charge nothing for my country; give away all, yet they shoot me; WANT LITTLE PIECE ON LOST RIVER. I don’t like to fight; Itold them so. They shoot squaws, children, little girl. My friend there, white man, shoot him. I got up early in the morning, went out to shoot geese, come back, see 80 many men both sides of river. What the matter? Bad place. Now Apple- gate’s son tell me lie; children scared; nobody in house BOGUS CHARLEY NOW TALKED and said:—‘‘Applegate’s son and One-armed Brown one day talk good; next-day all lie on the other side. Major Jackson don’t know what the matter with him. Come before day, plenty soldiers with him, pistol in hand, like to see Captain Jack. I sarD ‘sToP!’ He say, ‘Like to see Captain Jack in bed.’ They tell me plenty of men coming. I asleep house. Come out see soldiers. Say, ‘Stop, boys! I don’t want you come near.’ Go camp. Children scared. Still they come closer to house. : ALL CARRY GUN AND ASK FOR CAPTAIN JACK. Captain Jack no clothes on, no gun loaded, no pistol loaded. Old squaw give Jack shirt. He go out; havenogun. I go down to see Major Jackson. Isay, ‘Why you come, what you come for?’ Scar-faced Charley come down side of river from Dennis Crowley's; so soldiers now fall down; gun go off 400 yards away. Soldiers hear shoot. One man shoot me. SHOOT ME IN SIDE fifty yards away. All soldiers shoot. Two Indians dead. Few Indians shoot; only two or three guns. Then one other side bad men took guns from Indians. George Fiock shoot first and Dennis Crowley. Both shoot. Shot woman. Ivan Applegate come down with Brown before. Says I, ‘Come back, three men, and talk till Big Tee he come back with soldiers.’ Major Jackson so quick shoot quick. Scar-faced Charley asked him WHAT CHIEF HE COME FROM? He say he come from the mountain, as Cap- tain Jack was very sick.”’ ee THE COUNCIL WAS THEN ADJOURNED until morning, and I returned to my house and got some supper. I then gave an audience and received John Sconsches, Scar- faced Charley, Bogus Charley and several others, aud heard more about the way the In- dians were treated in the reservation. They were MOVED THREE TIMES FROM PLACE TO PLACE; were only given half a blanket and the squaws none at all. It was the Winter season. They were given no food and had to dig in the hard, frosty ground for camus roots and kill their horses for meat. I only give the facts now, as my report in detail will be forwarded by. mail. Before lying down I went back to Captain Jack, who presently commenced to talk. INTERVIEW WITH CAPTAIN JACK. He said, “I see Mr. Meacham a long time ago at Fort Klamath. I don’t know what may become now. Got plenty of soldiers. Iafraid I don’t know him. May be he don’t feel good. I GOT ONE HEART. MAY BE MEACHEM GOT TWO HEARTS. My thoughts straight. I don’t want Meacham to be scared. All come; don’t be afraid, I tell my one heart; other chiefs sometimes lie. I don’t know what I have done bad. I tell truth. Iama Yreka man, I conceal nothing, I know good many men treat me well want to fight. I don’t so, Iam ° NOT ASHAMED TO TALK TO WHITE PEOPLE. I did not steal their horses. I got up in the morning. Soldiers distrust me. I done nothing. I told them. Yreka- man give me letter. Letter make blood. He tell you a lie. I don’t want no move before day. Look something to eat, not blood." NO SHOOT NO MORE WANT AT ALL. Good then. Indians done shooting. No tell lie. I want things done quick. | I told to quit; all quit. I got good sense; boys usq my sétise not. Party quit; all quit. MR, MEACHAM, MAYBE, GOT TWO TONGUES. I talk with one tongue. Mr. Mgachan got toy