Christine Blashford
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first heard Jul 2026
last heard 21 Jul
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They had always been friendly with the Sioux and the Sioux with them.
Everybody knew it, no one better than General Crook himself, and if he approved, why should a junior disapprove?
Indeed, as she asked her friends, what junior who had ever known Mr Hay and her, or the Indians either, would be apt to disapprove so long as the Indians, when on the war path, receive no aid or comfort from either her husband or herself.
And if they had, said she, further waxing eloquent over her theme, could we have begun to give them half the aid or comfort, or a thousandth part of the supplies and ammunition they got day after day through the paid agents of the interior department?
But these were questions army people could not properly discuss, their mission in life being rather to submit to than suggest criticism.
And so another restless day went by, and no more news came from either front or rear, from the range to the north or rock springs at the south, and Flint was just formulating another fervid appeal to that impassive functionary, the adjutant general at Omaha, when toward evening word came whistling down the line in the person of Master Sanford Ray, that two couriers were in sight scooting in from Moccasin Ridge, and
And Flint and fully half the soldier strength of Fort Frayne gathered on the northward bluff, like the Wanbergers of ancient Rome, to watch and speed their coming.
Who could tell what the day might yet bring forth?
It was well nigh dark before the foremost reached the ford, a scout in worn and tawdry buckskin, wearied and impassive.
He gave his dispatch to the care of the first officer to accost him and took the way to the store, briefly saying in reply to questions that he was too dry to speak the truth.
So they flocked at respectful distance about the major as he read the hurried lines.
The general bade the post commander wire the entire message to Washington and take all precautions for the protection of the few settlers about him.
The columns under Colonel Henry and Major Webb had united near the headwaters of the clear fork of the Powder, had had a rattling running fight with Lame Wolf's people, had driven them into the mountains, and were following hot on the trail, but that Stabbers Band and certain disaffected Sioux had cut loose from the main body and gone south.
Whistling Elk, a young chief of much ambition, had quarrelled with certain of the Red Cloud element, and joined Stabber with his entire band.
Look out for them and watch for signals any day or night from Eagle Butt.
Flint read with sinking heart, Indian fighting was something far too scientific for his martial education and too much for his skeleton command.
In the gathering dusk his face looked white and drawn, and old Wilkins, breasting his way up the slope, puffed hard as he begged for news.
There was still another dispatch, however, which was evidently adding to the Major's perturbation, for it concerned him personally, and for the moment Wilkins went unheard.
The general desires that you send the couriers back within twenty four hours of their arrival, after you have had time to scout the line of the Platte, say twenty miles each way, giving full report of every Indian seen or heard of.
He enjoins vigilance and hopes to keep the Sioux so busy that they can send no more in your direction.
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