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Updated: June 2, 2025
An' thet roar had begun to make my hair raise. It seemed like years the time I waited there.... Then the flood came down black an' windy an' awful. I had hell gittin' the hosses back. "Next mornin' two Piutes come down. They had lost mustangs up on the rocks. All the feed on my place was gone. There wasn't nothin' to do but try to git out.
Blue Roan was game if ever I seen a game hoss. Then the Piutes took to workin' in an' out an' around, not to git out, but to find a little grazin'. I never knowed the earth was so barren.
He stabbed a white man, Culver, Government man and you Piutes know all about it. Indians know where an Indian hides. This man has broken the law. He's got to pay. I want your men to get him." Old Captain Sides was standing before his house. He was tall and dignified. "Yesh he's broke the law," he agreed. "Mebbe my boys, they's get him." That was all, but a strange thing happened.
Lionel never has said a word about the Tallamies, did you call them?" "Tammanies. Perhaps not; Colorado is so far off, you know. They have Piutes there, a different tribe entirely, and much less deleterious to civilization." "How sad. But about the adventures?" "Oh, yes well, I'll tell you of one; in fact it is the only really exciting experience I ever had with the New York Indians.
The nomadic Utes, Piutes, Apaches, and Navajos for years raided the fields and flocks of this industrious, prosperous, sedentary people; in fact, the famous Navajo blanket weavers got the art of weaving and their first stock of sheep through stealing Hopi women and Hopi sheep.
He could not have lived there at all but for the protection of the Indians. His father-in-law had been friendly with the Navajos and Piutes for many years, and his wife had been brought up among them. She was held in peculiar reverence and affection by both tribes in that part of the country. Probably she knew more of the Indians' habits, religion, and life than any white person in the West.
Good-by," as Imogen rose to go; "I hope we shall meet again some time, and then you will tell me how you like Colorado, and the Piutes, and waffles. I hope to live yet to see you stirring an egg in a glass with pepper and a 'messy' lump of butter in true Western fashion. It's awfully good, I've always been told. Do forgive me for hoaxing you.
Lieutenant Strothers of the United States Army and I talked with Piute Indians in Modoc County, after the "ghost dance" scare had subsided, who were firm in the belief that a chief of the Piutes died and then came back. They assured us that they had talked with a man who had seen him, and that there could be no mistake. But they said: "Maybe so; he did not know.
The Piutes said there wasn't no chance north no water no grass an' so I decided to go south, if we could climb over thet last slide. Peg broke her leg there, an' I I had to shoot her. But we climbed out with the rest of the bunch. I left it then to the Piutes. We traveled five days west to head the canyons. No grass an' only a little water, salt at thet.
It is about the time of year for the Piutes to leave this part of the country, but if they are gathering in a large band they are bent on giving us trouble, and we will have to make preparations to defend our selves. In three days more if we have good luck we shall be out of the hostile Indian country."
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