The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 7, 1897, Page 19

THE SAN FRANCISCY CALL, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1897. 19 ers who an hed wars of the the to re disting period be- count ad Ha Lo e qualities from Revo- anded esteem d ed flamed by the the « 1ad res f the largest com- New York fate taking him to His i one 10 enlist for h Cavs K” compa excited e 1y hana-to- s rs, whenc ued vic- ess when advanced tothe ARRAY ted by ibe pol many mingled greenery ev g s halls fes- rea flags and palms and feathery — s s the opening of the nations on a recent S | museum. s and then dis- a great cry of Ev 1 wife was there, which was candles and produced from the flickered windows, separated, each 1 tically and anxi- de tled most precio the fascinating were to o pos as the electric | ¢ was finally came the green nd the curious 2: irst, out and bracelet little far forget-me-not: ridal crown itself, fair, of four parts. Thi uriously manufictured from ads of various colors, gilded wires, nk and blue chenille, tificial flies and roses, side pieces of the oval ut the coil of bair at the zen strings of white paper on green paver, which ith every motion of the head. I'his crown fitting adjunct to 1g’s cosiume, which was really ; a Chinese bride in S8an Franc v a month and a half ago. Of the coats, with their wide ne inner one was of a soft, dull silk, the second pale blue edged atin, and the ou'er sam was flowered iilacsi'k and black satin, d tin cuffs lined with covered with gold thread em- The nerrow skirt of fainily yellow silk was beautifully made, - with iis biack satin panels of ex- 2 embroidery the most showy part hole dre-s. the lights appeared once more, snd instantly a glad hum arose froin the congested mass of people about b statue of the old King in the great marble entrance hali, Looey Sing drilted away with the crowd into the sottthern wing cf the building where the tearoom was situated. In the center, surrounded by wonderful Jajanese art treasures—bronze urns and red and a green qu of the to st r crowds throng- | ce of an hour, | 1 place of serzeant, he pro company control by mutinous non-commissioned held the fighting record of the regimex In his brief career in the ser had unknowingly captivated Mack ngled b out for favor, and ant-major at the first oppor- term of enlistment ended, the younz New Yorker sutenant’s commission w 1 upon him; bul such was of advent d bis desire that he con- er offic e, h H however, unity. hich fieq to see the sented to become border pac bief of s2outs, a post until red of danger he h every marauder haa been rounded up on the reservationd and the tribe of Kio Grande renegades exterminated, for it is told of these white desperadves tbat none of them were owed to remain on earth, This long-haire young *“‘whirlwind,’ | for such the Indians named him, sur- vives Mackenzie and nearly all of the first nk of the Texan Indi Du, we ed unno- ticed daily throvu street and into the office mysteries of the Crocker building, where he has been engaced in shaping a mining deal in British Colum- 8 - The black hair and cropped beiray by no intru- odd vears of life or the ed and hardships endured on the Stuked Plains and in No Man’s Land. In the tall ilit muscular frame ana srrightly ide can be detected no trace of 1y broken bones and bullet wounds unwrinkled, ruddy cheek and vel- brown eye seem out of countenance generation ago led the | The ve y 1n the man whoa i OF LIFE WHEN THE KIRMESS vases, bric-a-brac and farniture of black polished wood, 10 say nothing of the beau- | | titul silksand tape-tries—stood the ancient bed of one of the Mikados, exquisitely | cirved and inlaid with pea It was dec- | orated for this occasion with strings of | tiny colored lanteras, and around it was| built a she!f edged with chrysantherzums, | whereon dainty Japanese tea cups s'ood | |inwitingly. All atout the room flitted | | pretty Geisha yirls in costumes of delicate ! colors. ° ‘ In one corner of the same room sat | Looey Sing on a raised dais under a glit- | tering Chinese canopy. Here she posed as a Celestial oracle and disposed of sybil- [ transmigration; desperate charge on 6000 Indians at Palo ’ Duro. 'his is Dan Harley ! Mackenzie as an Indian fighter was of the Crook and Custer iype, and learned | early in the Comanche campaigns to| rely for leadership in his stratezic move- | ments on the corps of scouts he organized and turned over to the command of his young dare-dev.l favorite. From the remnant of the once powerful Tonkaway tribe fifteen bucks had been selected as auxiliary trailers. The Tonka- ways had sustained a seven ye@ars’ war againstthe combined nations of the South- west ana were nearly extinct at the time Mackenzie took the fietd. So many of their forefathers had been left after bactle on the prairie to be devoured by | coyoles that they adopted the doctrine of | nd, bolding that coyotes were deparied Tonkeways, wou!d neither kil nor disturb them inany manner. Amonzs the scouts wers Adam Paine, the renowned Seminole, and many frontiersmen celebrated as rangers and | sharpshooters. The choice spirits of the | detail, however, consisted of Steve Sulli- | Jack Comfort, Tom FKisher, Billy Wilson, Martin Fogarty, “Rummy” Pool and Bob Henshee. At umes not less than 10,000 Indians were on the warpath, Long Hungry was | out with Quohadas, Blue Blanket Red Ot-| ter and Quanah (the coptain-general of | all) with the Comanch Heiasick and Feather Head with the Kiowas. When Mackenzie made permanent campon the Brazos his forces mustered 1200 cavalry, 80) infantry and two bat- teries, all pooriy equipped. Tue cavalry six-shooters were of the o!d Remington | naper-cartridge pattern, which haa a knack of not discharging until convanient | to themselves, no matter what the emer- | gency, or of goinz off all six chambers at | the same time, regardless of results. ‘ the with the Quohada-Comanches, e At the very outset the Indians stam- peded 1400 head oi horses, leaving the cavalry dismounted. It was on this oc- casion that Muckenze, mortified by the coup of the Comanches and beside him- self at his loss, broke down utterly and | exclaimed in the midst of the troops, “Where, oh, wh re is my Silver Mane? “Silyer Mane,” the general's Kentucky char, n pirouetting on a butte in sight, was not to be ingloriously cor- | ralied by Comanches, however, for aiter baving been chased “by them over the | prairie for hours he made the camp by detour, to the great delizbt ¢f Mackenzie and the whispered satisfaction of the | troops. | The Indians closed in rapidly on ali sides. At this critical moment Pr.vate | IN line leavas in a Chinese book whereon had been written in English various sayings | of Confuciu Althouzh she herself did | not know what the book contained Looey | Sing very soon learned what a bplain | speaker Confucius could be on occasions, All went well, however, when to her die- may the Chinese maiden found that she | bad torn out at random and given to a| lady very high in university circles a leaf | whose sentence caustically insinuated that | if the said lady was a skeleton she had best cover herself up. But the climax was reached when a young unknown professor, all smiles, ap- proached and purchased a leal, Instantly | was | zie setued down | campment. | ele of | her if her feet didn’t hurt. Kelly’s horse stumbled and fell, carbine under. Kelly's only remaining weapon a Reminecton revoiver. Five hun- dred yelling Indians rushed in on him. He tired; the six chambers emptied into one Indian and his horse, and the next mo- ment the poor fellow was under the knife, suffering the hideous butchery common in such cases of capture. When a detach- ment of foot trcops hastened t> the scenc his body was found mutilated beyond reco:nition. An ingenious means was adopted to re- cover the trained cavalry horses. were sent over the prairie and after the Indians with buglers to sound stable and water call. Responsive to these well- known refreshment summonses the chargers would stampede any band of horses they chanced to be with in the | direction of the call. Ina few weeks the cavalrymen were reriounted as the result | of this clever contrivance After the preliminary backset Macken- to the necessities of a slow and arduous campaign, which re- quired four years to terminate. that period the outlaws caused him quite | as much concern as the Indians, and were only quieted by nocturnzl enterprises, the facis of which may never be written. The bravest among the scouts were especial objects of enmity to the renegades, sussinations were freqnent, thouzh retri- bution was swift and certain. One night camp and emptied theiz weapons into the blanketed slaepers. lT Bob Henshee, one of the most popular scouts. was killed and others were wounded. Henshee was revenged. Tra- dition tells that soon after eighteen of the | ruffians perished in one en- They were taken asleep. The principal enzagements witt: the Inaia were Lynn Creek, McClellands Creek, Sullivan’s Water Hole, - Sulphur Springs, Tule Canyon, Palo Duro and Laguinitas Rica. Steve Sullivan was killed near Sulphur Springs while reconnoitering for water, He was beloved by every one in the com- mand. 7That night tweive picked scouts, with Harley, sneaked out of organized before midnight e ghteen miles away at Sulphur Springs. They returned in the morning with seventeen Comenche scalps, which they buried in the grave with the dead scoit, | Bad Hand'’ fumed, and said some rather .evere things atout foolhardy men who would have to mend their ways; that was all. Palo Duro was the most eventful strug- the entire campaign. In a well- watered spot ut the deptn of this canyon, Deatails | During | As- | the Water | Hole camp and had formed an ambush | 2000 feet below the arid plains, were en- camped in permanent headquarters com- bined tribes numbering 600 bucks, squaws and papooses. Here were stored immense ! quantities of provender, ammunition, utensilsand valuable furs. Grazingin the bottom were 2300 head of Comanche horses. . | The position was in reality impregnable and but for the frenzy of fright which took possession of the Indians a great slaughter of troops rather than a rout of the tribes would have resultea from the blind raid madedowninto thecanyon. ‘The scouts having located the big camp and ordered across a dusty and waterless tract of country. About 1400 men were en- gaged 1n this movement. The rim of the canyon, which might be better described as a deep corniced sink sixty miles long, was reached at daybreak. At the very moment the scouts had dis- covered the buffalo trail down the steep declivity over which the advance must be made in single file, a horse packed with pans and cooking utensils broke loose and piunged beadlong past them toward water. As he slid and humped and plunged down the tortuous path, the ain of rattling pots and pans would have waked the dead. The scouts were at his heels, and the troops, urged on by Mackenzie, came pell- mell after. The soldiers massed at the crest of the canyon, the serpentine line of sharpshooters firing as they advanced, anda led by the thirst-maddened horse | with the cookhouse battery, were too | much for Comanche courage. of alarm and camp. The stores were all captured, and to- | gether with the tevees aestroyed,while de- tachments kept up a running fight all day | with the retreating Indians. Forty were | reporied killed; the number of wounded was never known. Harley, who was in the front of the assault, lost his horse, a famous prairie races named ‘‘Forest King,” which was shot under him. In the full the chief of scouts broke three ribs and bhis coliar-bone. He lhad been shot twice besides. Twenty-five hundred Comanche horses were taken. Tuey were herded back that night to the permanent camp at Tule 1400 roopers. Next day they were turned over to the infantry for slaughter to pre- { vent their recapture. The carcasses pol- Iuted the water of the Tule as far as the Colorado River, 200 miies, for two years. Steps were then retraced to the Brazos, 175 miles distant, for winter quartering. After arrival there an Indian came in | one day with a white flag and asked for “Bad Hand.” This was Chillalis of the Quohada - Comanches. When taken to Mackenzie he said laconically, “*Blue Blan- | ket five suns,” pointing to the western | borizon. ““You come; he fight!"* | Mackenzie yeplied: *No; soldiers all i tired. Stay here this winter. Fight Biue Blanket when grass gets green.’’ | “Pai!” said the warrior, “you heap no good. ‘Bad Hand' little squaw. No fight. You like eat and sleep. Soldier, he heap no good. Pah!” Just the sume, Chillalis was filled with “chuckaway,” and entertained as lavisuly | as if he had been an embassador o: peace. Mackenz ¢’s hospitality only aggravate his poor opinion of *Bad Hand’ as a fighter, and he departed over | the sandhi till gesticulating and bro- | claiming his judgment in words that are best confined to the circumambient si- lence of prairie lana. Immediately upon his disappearance reported a night march of sixty miles was | | Trestampede began with the first yell ! spread throughout the | | Canyon, in & hollow square formed of the | a band of outlaws charged through a scout ! seemed to | ¢ condition little different from that of the | i their home, near Fredericksburg, by Quo- | from thong wounds. from view 800 men were ordered to horses | and with the scouts in the van the trail of the belligerent v sitor was taken up. The evening ot the fifth day, at sunset, the command, strung out in single file and walking to save their animals for ihe ex- pected scrimniage, were ordered to mount and move quicker for tiie purpose of mak- ing water and camp. Just then a lookout Indian was flushed at the head of the column, but instead of taking flignt to the front, he wheeled and took a course par- | allel to theline of troops in the direction whence they had come. Mackenzie quickiy reasoned that Blue Blanket'scamp, lying in one of the watered sinks of the plains, had been passed, and commanded a sweeping charge after the | fleeing Indian en echelon. The result was thatthe lookout and the cavalry mace Blue Blanket’s camp about the same time. This was Laguinitas Rica, at which the Comanches experienced their last warlike gasp. Of the 450 Indians in this tribe thirty odd were killed and 155, including Biue Blanket and Chillalis, were captured. Fifteen hundred horses, all the Coman- ches had in reserve, were also taken. The most romantic episode of the cam- paign was the recapture of the Germaine sisters, Mina and Carola. These unfor- tunate voung women had been in slavery for six years. They were abducted from hana, whose passion had been aroused by their fair beauty. The one was 16 years, the other 18, at the time of the raid. The scouts swore to find and restore them to their parents, but they followed the trail a long time before tracking Quohana to McClelland Creek. The attack was successful. Forty war- | riors were killed, though Quahanaescaped. | Many papooses and squaws were taken, among the latter the blonde sisters, who | were scarcely recognizable. The years ot servitude and savage environment had reduced them to a mental and physical | women of the tribe. nude. Feet and and calloused. They were nearly hands were scrawny They were scarre Their once glisten- ing, saffron hair was matted in filth. Blue eyes had become murky and luster- less; rounded cheeks sunken and wrin- kled. The vermin of the tribe could have | no terrors for two such luckiess mor- | tais. Incredible as it may seem, the six years of slavery, beginning at their ma- | turity, had left no trace or suggestion of | the civilization in which they were born | and educated. They seemed alike incapa- | ble of modesty and insensible to shame. | The brutalizing bonds in which they had | been held seemed to have produced an | atrophy of every finer feeling, and to have | destroyed even hope itself. They evinced no particular gratification, though tbey understood the words telling | of their libertv and of return to parents | and home. The dispositions made cf them they accepted with savage stoicism, and the only sense of humor they munifested | was expressed in genuine laughter at the | spectacle of the soldiers fetching wood, ! starting fires and cooking. The chief of scouts was detailed to es-| cort the sisters to Fredericksburg, 300 | miles away. All this distance across countrv the sisters rode squaw-fashion. Harley | cooked for them and waited on them, ith all the consideration and tenderness | a frontiersman can conceal under such | circumstances, though they couldn’t restrain their evident contempt for his | unmanly kindness. | 1t was eveniirg when the three travelers | arrived stealthily at the Germaine ranch, and the aged parents were inside. | Harley entered, asking if he addressed Mr. and Mrs. Germaine., The two xirls were behind. ‘‘That is my name,” said the o!d gentleman. “Then I have brought you home your two daughters, with General Mackenzie’s compliments,”” said Harley, pushing the girls forward. All were stunned except the gallant scour, who quietly withdrew, closing the door on the pathetic scene. The parent Kkiss, the woras of mother love, the christianizing bath, the touch of female fineries of civilized attire produced a reaction go swilt and positive that the girls refused to join their liberator at dine ner. They laid awake, in tears. all night, and again In the morning declinea to arise to say farewell, when the brave scout, with 300 miles of dangerous backe track, was about to depart. Chey feel so ashamed and disgraced,” explained the grateful mother, ‘‘and they tkink you will always remember them as they were, so they can’t bear to see you again. But you come,’”’ she added, lead- ing the way. “I will take you to them.” It was no use. The two girls buried their heads in the Ltedclothes, though they were gracious enough to extend each a hand for a good-by grasp. Here is a mystery of the female heart and con- science that only a woman can solve. Tom Fisher was treacherously shot through both legs at Brackett by a ruffian named Mulhall. Fisher was the hand- somest man and the finest pistol-shot on the Texas frontier. After receiving the two wounds, while leaning on his left elbow he put six bullets into his fleeing assailant. When Fisher recovered consciousness at the camp hospital his first question was, “How’s Mulhall, doctor?” *“Don’t worry,”” was the cheering response. “He couldn’i digest the six ounces of lead you putinto him.”” “Then I am ready to die,” said Fisher, and never spoke again until he recovered from the effect of the opiates ad ministered to him and found his left leg had been amputated. While calmly assuring the surgeon that he would kill him in the event that he ever got out of bed for thus mutilating him, Fisher fell back and gasped his last. All track of Jack Comfiort, the hero of the Tule Canyon sandhill affair, is lost. Comfort was the prodigy who took it into his head one day to make trial of what one man could do aganst a cordon of Comanches, for the Tule Canyon camp was surrounded. His deadly experiment was in evidence before the eyes®f the whole camp, though fora time it was very mystifying. Afar on the sand dunes a swarm of Indiang could be seen approaching with apparent caution, as if ignorant of the precise point of danger. Then a puff of smoke, an empty saddle, ascampering back of the Indians, and the echo finally of a carbine-shot. Another advance, another puff in a new place, another empty saddle—retreat. In this manner eight Indians had been slain, when Mackenzie ordered a reconnoiter in force. The Indians fell back as the troops ad- vanced, and at length Jack Comfort was discovered balled up in the sand. He had simply rolled from one point to another, between the going and coming of the In- | dians, whom he never let get nearer than 200 yards, thus impressing them that a plan was on foot to draw them into am= bush. “Oh, but wonidn’t I like to see old Jack agaimn,” and two brawny handscame to- gether with a whack suggestive of a stun- ning slap on the back and an o!d-time iron grip. THE STANFORD MUSEUM WAS AT he burst out lunghing, and requested the oracle to interpret his “fortune” to him. Judge ¢f her horror when with fear and trembling she took the leaf and read as iollow=: *Ifyou lie down with does you must get up with fleas!” The amount of attention that Looey Sing attracied was somewhat embarrass- ing at times. Young men stood about and grinned as she minced by on her high rockine shoes, and kind old ladies asked Passing China- men solemnly stared at her in amaze- ment, wh le at one time three other real Celestial maidens balted in front of the oracle and broad grins of amusement l I ITS HEIGHT. overspread their moonlike faces as they ' pointed and chattered at her to the edifica- | tion of the surrounding crowd. | business was low Looey Sing started out | to sce the sights. Crowds of gavly cos- | iumed figures, both beautiful ana gro- { texque, pas-ed her, Here wer2 French peasant dress, and a Dutch maiden clat- tering over the mosaic floor in her clumsy quin cutting capers, minstrels with a bit of every color in their costumes, a dainty shepherdess, a nun far from pious look- lhoopskins and great calashes on their | When | heads. | arm ; and as for rilby and Svengali tkey and German and Italian flower-girls ip | 8 young Scotch lady who represented a wooden shoes; there was a jaunty Rus- | occasion would speak nothing but the sian Count, two High.and laadies in bon- | guttural langua: e of Drumtochty. A little nets and kilts, a French priest, a harle- | Japanese girl sold a short poem written ing, and a couple of maiden ladies in Romeo and Washington walked arm in never miss an affair of the kind. One of the best characterizations was by fishmonger. She had tavght lan Mac- laren’s children, and on this particular by Dr. Jordan with autog:aph attached. As for the side-shows and other attrac- | tions they met one at every turn wuntil "AND COLOR AT THE STANFORD KIRMESS Looey Sing felt like the little boy at the fair who had a handful of pennies to spend, but Mound so meany wonderful things to be seen that he didn’t know where to begin. Sing a song of siae-shows, A pocket full of tin, Cests you twenty doliars To take the kirmess in. Fir.t there were the booths whers you could get beautiful wreaths of flowers to hang about your neck. Across the hall was the door of theroom where the faculty pic- tures, representing the reverend seigneurs in all stages of infancy and childhood, were displaged, stood invitingly open. The portraits were all numbered and the person who guessed correctly the largest list of them received as a prize a fine pho- tograph of President Jordan. The Egyptian booth was one of the most beautiful in the kirmess. It was a corner curtained off from the room where all the mummieslie. Inside the booth the ceiling was made to represent the root of a cave, while rich Oriental rugs were spread under foot and the bare walls hid- den by tapestries. The whole was lighted by a dim, religious light from three smail Roman lamps standing with an alligator before a huge open book on whose parch- ment leaves mystical symbols in Arabic might be seen. On either side of this an~ cient tomb, standing out white and mys- terious against the dark curtains, was the sacred ibis of Egypt. Two gaudily dressed Orientais in pointed caps and robes cov- ered with stars and hieroglyphics told for- tunes by palmistry. After witnessing the students’ vaude- ville, where Mr. Riley and Mr. Deul car- ried off the honors with their singing and clog-dancing, Looey Sing visited the freak show, which, however, had not by any means corralled all the freaks ofd=e evening. Here, as at the circus, were ex- hibited the dwarf and the boneless lady, who made you shudder with thrills of horror when she bent over so far the wreng way until you saw that she wore a mask on the back of her head; the wild man from Borneo, the tattooed Circassian lady, the fat woman and the scaly green mermaid sitting in a tub. But Gertie, the child encyclopedia, was the star of the show. She was dressed in a short white frock and blue sash, with | yellow ringlets falling to her shoulders. Moreover, she chewed gum incessantly and tended a doll. When" the showman, gorgeously attired, after the manner of his kind and wearing a diamond stud as big as a quarter, asked her wko made her, she stopped chewing a moment to answer: “God.” *Well, then, who made Dr. Jordan?” “Evolutiou!” said Gertie. The facaity farce, *The Train Robber,’’ written by Mr. Nash, the librarian, was a hit well written. It was also cleverly acted. Professor Hudson made a capital gay ) o'd plumber, off on his holiday, and when he tore across the stage three or four times with his irate wife, the cowboy flouri-hing pistols, the detective and the distracted German housemaid in bot pur- suit, the audience was convulsed with laughter. With the farce, which was repeated twice that evening, ended the mostim- portant affair of the kind ever held at Stanford, and, in fact, one of the most beautiful spectacles ever witnessed on this coast, Evcesia B. MaBugY.