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indian heroes & great chieftains-第21章

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charger; she looked as pretty as a bird。  Always when there is a

woman in the charge; it causes the warriors to vie with one another

in displaying their valor;〃 he added。



〃The foremost warriors had almost surrounded the white men;

and more were continually crossing the stream。  The soldiers had

dismounted; and were firing into the camp from the top of the

cliff。〃



〃My friend; was Sitting Bull in this fight?〃 I inquired。



〃I did not see him there; but I learned afterward that he was

among those who met Reno; and that was three or four of the white

man's miles from Custer's position。  Later he joined the attack

upon Custer; but was not among the foremost。



〃When the troops were surrounded on two sides; with the river

on the third; the order came to charge!  There were many very young

men; some of whom had only a war staff or a stone war club in hand;

who plunged into the column; knocking the men over and stampeding

their horses。



〃The soldiers had mounted and started back; but when the onset

came they dismounted again and separated into several divisions;

facing different ways。  They fired as fast as they could load their

guns; while we used chiefly arrows and war clubs。  There seemed to

be two distinct movements among the Indians。  One body moved

continually in a circle; while the other rode directly into and

through the troops。



〃Presently some of the soldiers remounted and fled along the

ridge toward Reno's position; but they were followed by our

warriors; like hundreds of blackbirds after a hawk。  A larger body

remained together at the upper end of a little ravine; and fought

bravely until they were cut to pieces。  I had always thought that

white men were cowards; but I had a great respect for them after

this day。



〃It is generally said that a young man with nothing but a war

staff in his hand broke through the column and knocked down the

leader very early in the fight。  We supposed him to be the leader;

because he stood up in full view; swinging his big knife 'sword'

over his head; and talking loud。  Some one unknown afterwards shot

the chief; and he was probably killed also; for if not; he would

have told of the deed; and called others to witness it。  So it is

that no one knows who killed the Long…Haired Chief 'General

Custer'。



〃After the first rush was over; coups were counted as usual on

the bodies of the slain。  You know four coups 'or blows' can be

counted on the body of an enemy; and whoever counts the first one

'touches it for the first time' is entitled to the 'first feather。'



〃There was an Indian here called Appearing Elk; who died a

short time ago。  He was slightly wounded in the charge。  He had

some of the weapons of the Long…Haired Chief; and the Indians used

to say jokingly after we came upon the reservation that Appearing

Elk must have killed the Chief; because he had his sword!  However;

the scramble for plunder did not begin until all were dead。  I do

not think he killed Custer; and if he had; the time to claim the

honor was immediately after the fight。



〃Many lies have been told of me。  Some say that I killed the

Chief; and others that I cut out the heart of his brother 'Tom

Custer'; because he had caused me to be imprisoned。  Why; in that

fight the excitement was so great that we scarcely recognized our

nearest friends!  Everything was done like lightning。  After the

battle we young men were chasing horses all over the prairie; while

the old men and women plundered the bodies; and if any mutilating

was done; it was by the old men。



〃I have lived peaceably ever since we came upon the

reservation。  No one can say that Rain…in…the…Face has broken the

rules of the Great Father。  I fought for my people and my country。 

When we were conquered I remained silent; as a warrior should。 

Rain…in…the…Face was killed when he put down his weapons before the

Great Father。  His spirit was gone then; only his poor body lived

on; but now it is almost ready to lie down for the last time。  Ho;

hechetu!  'It is well。'〃









TWO STRIKE





It is a pity that so many interesting names of well…known Indians

have been mistranslated; so that their meaning becomes very vague

if it is not wholly lost。  In some cases an opposite meaning is

conveyed。  For instance there is the name; 〃Young…Man…Afraid…of…

His…Horses。〃  It does not mean that the owner of the name is afraid

of his own horse  far from it!  Tashunkekokipapi signifies 〃The

young men 'of the enemy' fear his horses。〃  Whenever that man

attacks; the enemy knows there will be a determined charge。



The name Tashunkewitko; or Crazy Horse; is a poetic simile。 

This leader was likened to an untrained or untouched horse; wild;

ignorant of domestic uses; splendid in action; and unconscious of

danger。



The name of Two Strike is a deed name。  In a battle with the

Utes this man knocked two enemies from the back of a war horse。  

The true rendering of the name Nomkahpa would be; 〃He knocked off

two。〃



I was well acquainted with Two Strike and spent many pleasant

hours with him; both at Washington; D。 C。; and in his home on the

Rosebud reservation。  What I have written is not all taken from his

own mouth; because he was modest in talking about himself; but I

had him vouch for the truth of the stories。  He said that he was

born near the Republican River about 1832。  His earliest

recollection was of an attack by the Shoshones upon their camp on

the Little Piney。  The first white men he ever met were traders who

visited his people when he was very young。  The incident was still

vividly with him; because; he said; 〃They made my father crazy;〃

'drunk'。  This made a deep impression upon him; he told me; so that

from that day he was always afraid of the white man's 〃mysterious

water。〃



Two Strike was not a large man; but he was very supple and

alert in motion; as agile as an antelope。  His face was mobile and

intelligent。  Although he had the usual somber visage of an Indian;

his expression brightened up wonderfully when he talked。  In some

ways wily and shrewd in intellect; he was not deceitful nor mean。 

He had a high sense of duty and honor。  Patriotism was his ideal

and goal of life。



As a young man he was modest and even shy; although both his

father and grandfather were well…known chiefs。  I could find few

noteworthy incidents in his early life; save that he was an expert

rider of wild horses。  At one time I was pressing him to give me

some interesting incident of his boyhood。  He replied to the effect

that there was plenty of excitement but 〃not much in it。〃  There

was a delegation of Sioux chiefs visiting Washington; and we were

spending an evening together in their hotel。  Hollow Horn Bear

spoke up and said:



〃Why don't you tell him how you and a buffalo cow together

held your poor father up and froze him almost to death?〃



Everybody laughed; and another man remarked: 〃I think h
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