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Title: Sport and adventures among the North-American Indians
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Messiter, Charles Alston Whymper, Charles, 1853-
Subjects: Hunting Indians of North America
Publisher: London, R.H. Porter
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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d out from his dress, and especiallyfrom his moccasins, that he was a Sioux) and had no right tobe where we found him ; that I had seen one man of his tribetortured by the Crees for being where he then was, and that asimilar fate awaited him if he did not at once leave and gosouth; but that, so far as I was concerned, I was an English-man and friendly with all Indians. He answered that he couldnot be my friend, but that if I would give him my horses andrifles, I was free to go where I wished. I of course said thatthis was impossible, as I was a long way from home, and in acountry where game was very scarce and hard to get even whenone was armed, but that if I gave up my rifle I must die; Iwas willing, I said, to exchange horses with him, he giving metwo for one, as mine were so much better than his. On thishe took my horse by the bridle and was leading him away, andwhen I stopped him he opened his blanket and hit at my headwith a long club which he had concealed under it. I had ! CDCO
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OUR ESCAPE. 93 unbuttoned my holster, but I was too late in drawing myrevolver, so I threw up my left arm to ward off the blow, whichbroke the arm above the elbow and cut my head open. Idrew my revolver and fired at him, hitting him in the chest,and thinking that I could not possibly get away, I fired at hima second time, the ball taking him in the throat just as hestaggered back. I then put my back against my horse, whichbeing used to firing had stood quite still, and faced the otherIndians. These, on seeing their chief fall rushed into theirtents, and I knew they had gone for their guns, so making adesperate effort, I scrambled on to my horse and rode off,Badger having already started and being some distance inadvance. A good many shots were fired at me during thefirst few hundred yards, but I lay forward on my horse, andthev all missed me, though some of them seemed to come prettyclose. I soon caught up Badger and told him that he had tostick to me or I would shoot him, and being l

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