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444: SOME INDIAN EPISODES.
Jacksonville mines, and he remarkéd to me that it
had never been the intention of the Indians to give
up the country, but they had meant to lect a few
whites settle here, and get as much property around
them as they could, and then go to work to wipe
them out; but they were discouraged by the unexpected influx of people. He then consoled himself by
telling me one of his adventures. Some time ayo,
with two other Indians, .he was on the Ilamath
river, and late one day they saw two white men slipping along and trying to avoid being seen. He and
his companions watched them, and observing where
they camped that night, stole up and murdered them
both. He seemed to rejoice over the ised deed. *
‘But now,’ said he, ‘we have waited too long to
carry out our design; the whites have overpowered
us.’ He would work himself into a great rage talking of these things; his eyes would fairly turn green.
When he told me of the murder on the Klamath, I
came near striking him with my chisel; and I then
and there made up my mind that if an opportunity
ever presented I would kill that Indian. I afterwards
had the pleasure of shooting him, but it did not kill
him. This was in the subsequent Indian troubles.”
' Cardwell states further that a few days after he
had selected his mill site at the present town of Ashland, Tipsey’s band had a quarrel with a Shasta band
over on the Klamath, in which Tipsey was wounded
in the chin, and two of his men were killed. The
bloody arbitrament having proceeded thus far peaceful
negotiations were begun. The money value of the
dead Shasta was about equivalent to Tipsey’s chin. On
the other side a Shasta chief was killed. ‘They settled the matter,” continues Cardwell, ‘by standing off
the two chiefs, but several horses were demanded by
Tipsey in payment for his two braves killed, with the
understanding, however, that if Tipsey recovered, the
horses were to be paid back as indemnity for the death
of the Shasta chief. Tipsey recovered, and the
THE SHASTAS IN BATTLE. 445
Shastas came over, about one hundred strong, and demanded the horses. Tipsey refused to deliver them up,
and sent to Butte creek for help, determined to give
the Shastas battle. The reénforcements swelled the
number to about one hundred and fifty. The Shastas
also received reénforcements, making the number on
each side about the same. Their manner of going to
battle was extremely diverting. The prairie where
Mr Lindsay Applegate’s farm is, was the battle-field.
The Shastas were collected on one side of the prairie,
and the Rogue Rivers opposite. Each built a large
fire at the place where they were assembled. ‘Ten,
. fifteen, or perhaps fifty would start out from one side
and go scampering across to within sixty or eighty
yards of the opposite party, when about the same
number would start after them, chasing them back,
and shooting at them all the way to be chased over
the fields in their turn. This kind of warfare lasted for
three days, the contestants fighting about six hours a
day. They then compromised the matter, reminding
us in all this of the highly rational way France and
Germany have of settling their quarrels.
At no period in the history of savage warfare are
found more brave deeds by heroic women than during
the Indian troubles of 1855.
Coming down the Rogue River valley, spreading
devastation on every side, on the morning of November 9th, a large band of savages appeared before the
house of My Waconet, who was absent on a mission
of courtesy to Sailor diggings, leaving his wife and
child there alone.
to it, Mrs Wagoner knew that her fate was sealed,
that there was no escape from death or dishonor.
She was a beautiful woman, educated and refined,
New York being her native state, and having been
some time on the frontier, she spoke the local dialect
fluently. But she made no attempt to use her powers of persuasion at this juncture, knowing that such
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