Poodles and Comanches
WHERE ARS THE WICXED BURIED. BY P. C. noLTOX. Tell ine, grey - headed eexton," I nid. Where iu this field are tbe wicked folks lal.l! havj wandered the quiet old graveyard itirougn. - - - nil Biudie.l the epitaphs, old nnd new? ut on monument, obelisk, pillar or sto - e, reau of no evil that men have done.". Tbe old sexton stood by a grave " newly mane. With his chin on his hand, his band on bis sonde. I knew bv the clenm of hia eloquent eve hut his heart was instructing bis lips to rtpiy. Who is to judge when the soul takes its flijrht . Who is to judge 'twlxt Ibe wronc and the Which of.u mortal shall dare to say 'l'b:it our neighbor was wicked who died to - tlaj 1 In t e journey through life, the farther we speed be better we learn that huminitv's need t charity's spirit, that prompts us to und I'athcr virtus than vice iu the lives of mankind.. ' So commendable deeds we record on these stonert. he evil men do let it die with their bones. . have labored itexton this many a rear.' , Uut 1 have never burietl a bad man here. A COMANCHE CAPTIVE. For Sereii Long Years This Was thu Fate of a l ong 3Iaa STow Visiting I Cliic.ig - o. Chicago Times. v - - Sevcn strange and adventurous rears f captivity among the wild Comanche ndians of the Southwest ought to furn - h material from which tbe least im - inative of men might weave a fine bor or romance, vivid and thrilling with blood and thunder. ' Francis Evans, an intelligent and fashionably dressed young man who ar veil in Chicago from Kansas City a few ays ago, has bad just such a wild and a.ardous experience, but he does not threaten the public with his autobiography or with a Wild West novel. Dut tho highly colored and fanciful tones about Indian life which he nnus now and then in Eastern papers appear to niiike vounff Mr. Evans very wearv. In other words, lie intimates that there is cry little truth in ar.y of tliein. There has been a great - rush to Oklahoma since it was opened to settlers," said Mr. Evans yesterday, and much has been said at out the eauty and fertility of that country, but the reservation of the Comancho tribes 1 think, far ahead of it. 'The Comanche country was to me linostan Eldorado. In natural richness nd beauty t ii is a veritable paradise. l'here are mountains and hills and plains and beautiful valleys, green grass, shrubbery, and timber in great abundance, eer, antelope, and many kinds ot smaller amo. luoveiy streams wum - tnrougu the valleys, and fragrant wild flowers are in bloom nearly all the year rouud. 1 he Comanche reservation is in tbe southwest corner of Indian lemtory. It is bounded on the south by the Red River, on the north by the Washita River, on the east by the Chickasaw Nation, and on the west by the pan - andle of Texas and the north fork of Red River. Three different tribes share lie land the Comanches, the Apaches, nd (lie Kiowas and they each speak a iffeient language. The only Govcrment fort now occu - ied on the reservation' is Fort Still, hich is built of htone and beautifully ituated on a knoll on trie oauKS 01 . .a. .a 1 . 0 Cache creek. About three or four miles orth of Fort Still the foot hills of the Wichita Mountains begin. On the top fSignal Mountains there is an abandoned Government observation, which was use rears ago when it was necessary to signal the approach oi hostile inuians to the U rt. The highest peaks, however, are those of Mount Scott and baddle Mountain. The rarge runs through the nan - handle, where vou strike what is called the antelope bills. Thence far thcr west you find the celebrated evnsum hills and streams of brackish water. 'There. is no part of Indian Territory so tine as tins soutuwesi corner, wiucn is about forty or fifty miles southwest of Oklahoma '"1 suppose you would like to hear how I was captured by tbe Comanches and how I found life among them years o when they were less peaceable than now. 1 he Uouianches were always uaa people and created no end of trouble in .... - . a , 1 that country some years ago. ine . . .... Comanches are the most dextrous horse men and the greatest fighters known among Indians, lexasana Mexico were there old homes. In warfare . their chiefs hare always shown a high order of ability. They fought desperately till thev saw that futher aggression ment extermination, and many of them even advocated war to the knife till not a scalp was left There are only a few thousand of them left as it is. My father, who formerly lived in Burlington, Ia.,was moving his family from Black Hawk. Cof across the hills and plains to Galveston, some twelve vears ao - o. I was thirteen years ot age ' " . . . - - 1 tj:" when I fell into the bands ot me inuians I remained a captive among them for seven years, and was given up oy mj father and mother ior aeaa. j.o ai iu tenia nnd nurnoses. as well as in appear ance. I became a real Comanche. My hair was never cut, and my complexion hecanm almost as red as that of any youn; buck. I spoke their language and wore their dress. . "It was near where the town of Gaines ville, Tex., now Btands that I was cap I ii ran Ann it haDnened in tuis - way The family of a minister by the name of Kurd was traveling with us. .'One morning before resuming our journey vnnntr Hhiirlev Hurd and I set off in op posite directions on horseback, to look for th horses, which had been 'hobbled out' the night before. I had. proceeded nrobablv five miles from oar camp, RelknaD Creek - without finding any trace found that I had ridden right into a camp of a band of marauding Comanches, whose particular business was horse - stealing in Texas. The red devils could not under stand a word of English, nor I a word of Comanche, so, as you may imigiue, there was not much parleying. I recollect that one of them wore a yellow oilcloth coat, known in that country as a "slicker." There were about one hundred and fifty bucks in the band, and several squaws to do the drudgery. At first I supposed they would burn me at the stake or torture me in some horrible manner, but 1 knew it was worse than useless to make any attempt to escape. . "The Indians were in horrible warpaint of red and yellow, and they wore a great variety of feathers. After examining my clothes, pinching my flesh, and grunting around in self - satisfaction a little while, they pulled me off my horse. About half an hour later they moved north across the Red River, taking me with them. They displayed no particular cruelty, but I felt certain that I would never see my mother again, and 1 cried till I thought I should die. "They took me to their village on west Cache creek, and a half - dozen Indian boys were detailed to guard me and keep me from running away. These boys made me miserable by setting dogs on me, poking me with sticks, throwing mud on me, and having fun with me generally. The boys all bad bows and arrows. UI soon discovered that I had fallen - a Lprisoner to Chief Santa Taker, who was tall, powerlul Indian; and 1 was not ong iu realizing that be intended me to grow up like any otberyoung buck, aivd remain a member of bis tribe. "When you enter a Comanche Tillage swarm of pootWe dogs will come around ou snapping just like a swarm of infur - ! latcd rats. Lvery Comanche keeps a lot f poodles; some are bob - tailed, some are ecorated with bells. The poodles mix ght in at meals and eat with the rest of the inhabitants. "After four or five months had elapsed. seeing that I had no disposition to run away, they ceased to keep a wach on me. Then I was permitted to go out hunting with them. "Tho Comanches usually had plenty game when I was with them. They had deer, buffalo, antelope and black bear. When they wanted buffalo they went over to the 'Llano estacado in the pan - handle of Texas. The only vege tables I saw were wua turnips, wna onions and 'pansi' root, which resembles! the sweet potato.. These were eaten FEUGUSOITS PATENT raw. liut the squaws are very good cocks. They broil their meat on sticks over a fire in the center of their tepees' and bake their bread in a dutch oven from flour made of a mixture of wild oats and wild rye, which is ground between the stones. The dough is wound in a coil around a slick and thus baked; the bread is very wholesome. One striking charac teristic of a Comanche is that he will eat all the time and do nothing else till everything is gone; it is either a feast or famine with bun; be is too lazy even to unt or steal so long as he has any thing to eat There is no table, no ishes, no knives and forks. Dogs, Ind ians and squaws, old and yong, sit on their haunches round the fire and 'dip in' with their fingers and claws. Ihe Comanches are very hospitable to strangers and will divide what they have, but when on the warpath they will rob and murder right and left "I never saw a cat in, a Comanche camp. 1 nave seen young Lomancne boys catch a frog and cut off one - le and let it go: I have also seen them catch a bird, pluck out its eyes and set it free. They are taught to do these things to cultivate cruelty in their savage atu re. "In marriage each is allowed any - whern from two to SIX SOUaWS. " 1 WO are generally young and supple,for breed - nrr - the rest are Olu ana perioral an me iimiWrv build fires, take care of horses, carry wood, water &c. I have aonn Iho noses Of old SQUaWS Cut off when they have refused to work; some - timea thev are beaten to death. The marriage ceremony consists of the lovers and the old folks going up on a high hill n - ith a munle of blankets. U be auianceu pair lie down on one blauket while the nA folks Kbake the second one over them to 'shoo' away evil spirits, then the, second blanket is dropped over the lovora and the ceremony is over. "For burial a high hill is also selected, with the belief that this situation is just so much nearer the Great Spirit and that he will find tho dead quicker, corpses were formerly buried in tree tops or on hi rh nnles for the same reason. The corpse is securely wrapped in a blanket, like a mummy. The favorite horse of the deceased is killed, 60 that it - can carry its master to the happy hunting rrrounds. Bows and arrows are buried with the aeaa. ine crave is visiteu v sundown every evening for two moons. food being earned and lets . mere ior some ravenous prowling wolf to devour, but which the mourners believe is consumed by the departed. The mourners go to the burial in single file first the chiefs and bucks on horseback, then the squaws walking behind carrying the water and food They all chant a mournful dirge," which is a conglomeration of guttural sounds with no particular words, yet it is very pathetic. - "Many Comanches live to be one hundred years of age, and funerals are rare occurences except when tho braves fall in war.' The bucks pull out their whiskers and eyebrows; ' Their .clothes are made of buckskin,".the finest - I ever saw, and it is tanned and dressed by the squaws, who afterwards tailor it into leggins and shirts with fringes and beads. "Tuavuoinequa' is their head medicine man aud has been for twenty years. They think it is impossible to kill him; that if a bullet were fired at him he would causo it to rebound and kill the sender. This medicine man practices the faith cure besides using numerous decoctions of roots and herbs. He bas tinadoes a drum, chantjdirges, blows his breath on afflicted spots ahd effects many wonderful cures. "I found Comanche bucksnveterate gamblers and cigarette smokers. Their great game at cards is Spanish monte, and the stakes are usually ponies, cattle, blankets or money. They spend their winnings buying red . shawls, beads, paint, fancy belts and trinkets for their little squaws the old sqaaws get nothing. 1 have seen a young squaw with brass bracelets covering her arms to the elbow and with tremendous ear ornaments. For - cigarette wrappers .the bucks use corn husks, which they get from the Mexicans and Tex xns, as they don't raise any corn themselves. "Imagine their great dexterity in horsemanship when 1 say I have seen a young Indian place his hand on the blanket on his horse's back, while standing on. the ground, and by one leap mount to his seat without moving the blauket an inch. They can ride in all positions, and prefer to have no saddle; the blanket is enough. They wear no hats, or at least did not a few years ago. "The scalping spot on a Comanche's head is about as large as a lady's boot - heel and oval in shape. . Many imagine that the whole top of the head is taken off in the scalping process, but this is not so. They have songs of war, songs of peace, songs of love, songs of fishing, hunting and pleasure; but no song"' has any sensible arrangement of words. It is a mere humming or chanting. "Every year after harvest the tribe gathers in a glorious sun dance. They regard the sun, moon and stars as so many eyes of the great spirit set out to watch them from the sky. The " sun dance is their great festival. "Old McCloskey, who was Govern - ment interpreter at I'ort Sill, was a cap - Hve 01 lne maians ior twenty. uvc years, SPEEDING - CABT or at least until he decided to live with them from choice. Mrs. Tarker, a white prisoner from Decatur, Tex., was made the wife of Chief Cusquip, and her son, Quinah, is now head chief of the Comanche nation. I fell in love with Ilowea - Uipetha, a pretty Comanche maiden, but could not teach her to speak English. though it was she who taught me to speak her own language. "I left Howea - tlipelha with great re gret, but when the Governrr.ent treaty made my remaining longer with the tribe a matter of my own choice I decided to return to my mother, whom I found at Burlington, and who received me as one risen from the dead. M often now find myself talking Com anche in my sleep. It was a life of indo lent ease that I led among them. I was a stranger to trouble when I would lie down on my buffalo robe at night in my tepee, but still I was not content. 1 was a civilized child and longed for civilization." ' FEKGUSOX'S PATEXT CART. SPEEDING Every farmer requires" some light vehicle for running about as well as for train ing young horses to a speedy gait on the road. We therefore illustrate a road and speeding - cart, which seems to combine strength and adaptation to use. The scat is shown thrown np, for ease - in stepping in. It is so adapted that when down the scat remains secure and fast The manufacturer, A. P. Ferguson, 47 to 53 Detroit Street, Ann Arbor, Mich., m connection with fine road - wagons and track - carls, turns out 40 road - carts a day; and that they are entirely satisfactory is evidenced from the fact that they receive large orders from Australia, Ireland and England, in addition . to their immense home trade. - - Among the ' advantages claimed for their patent speeding - cart are: - The seats work independent of the shafts by tbe use of hinges at tbe seat - bars, thus doing away with the motion of the horse The adjusting brace raises and lowers the seat, and regulates the shafts for different - sized horses, and keeps the seats level. The sifting seat saves the rider from climbing over the seat - bars and wiping the mod off the - wheel There is no weight on the shafts; it all comes direct on the axle near the collar, and. consequently. ' there . can be no sorinrrinir of the axle or breaking of the shafts. It has a long, easy, double spring, which comes directly under the seat, and makes it easy to ride in, and, therefore, cannot throwthe rider when going over rough grounds. It has a double collar steel axle, steel tire, Norway bolts, sec ond growth gear, and is made up first class in every respect. - A catalogue 1 containing illustrations and descriptions will be sent upon ap plication to the firm, as given above.