A Hundred Years of Rip and Roarin Rough and Ready By Andy Rogers (1952)(Hathitrust) (117 pages)

placed on poles and burned. Those were their gifts to their departed tribesmen. In a small teepee on the very edge of the gathering, sitting around the tiny fire, in the center of the teepee were Katie, Dick, and Little George, their crippled papoose. "I go speak Big Chief, see if Big Medicine Man can cure little George,” spoke Katie. Two years before, to Katie was born a crippled child. This to her tribe was a disgrace, especially in a man-child. He would never grow strong and fleet, and to take his place beside Long Tom, Big Jim, and Scarfaced Dick, braves who were famous huntsmen. In the Indian lore, their children were their own problems, to settle when and how they could, and many a crippled child would disappear, and no questions asked. Katie had worried over little George, and tried in many Indian ways to straighten his back. She strapped him very firmly on a flat board that all Indians used for carrying their papooses, and she tried "The Medicine Rocks.” These rocks were claimed by the Indians tc cure all ailments and many depressions were worn in their flat surfaces by the reclining Indians, who came for relief. But nothing seemed to help little George, and Katie had heard that Pamblo was a great Medicine Chief, and had made many wonderful cures. She, Dick and little George had traveled many miles to see Pamblo. “Yes,” Dick said, "You go see Pamblo, he big Medicine Man." Katie carefully wrapped little George in a blanket and made her way to Pamblo's teepee, to see what fate announced for poor little George. After carefully looking at little George's crooked spine, Pamblo spoke: "No can cure. Little George made too crooked by Uspah, our Chief in Happy Hunting Ground. Katie's last hope gone, she sorrowfully made her way back to her teepee and Dick. At early dawn, the little femily broke camp for home, and reached the campoodie on the banks of the Yuba River, by sunset. It was a bright moonlit night, and Katie took little George and walked up the banks of the Yuba, to a place on the edge of a high cliff. Far, far below, roared the middy waters of the surging, turbulent Yuba, through its rocky course. Katie stood just a moment and gazed lovingly on little George, then a toss of her arms, a splash in the muddy waters . far below, and little George was on his way to the Happy Hunting Grounds, where little Indians with crooked backs are always welcome. Katie's problem was solved in her Indian fashion. Brief from Edmund Kinyon Trail. Mother of Rough and Ready woman, once a captive of Indians: An announced incident of the assemblage at Rough and Ready, a few weeks ago (1948,) to greet the return of the historio postoffice, links a tragedy of plains country eastward, of the continental divide. For several months the fate of four children, known as the German Girls, carried off by Cheyenne Indians, followed the tomahawking end scalping, along with the burning of the covered wagon, and taking off the oxen of their emigrant parents. Mr. and Mrs. John German, a brother, and sisters, filled the closely set columns of newspapers of the day. The older of the abducted children, Catherine German, then eighteen, was the mother of Mrs. Geneva M. (Swerdfeger) Rogers, who /was inducted as postmaster at Rough and Ready, California. Google 91 The harrowing story is told in the vook, "Girl Captives of the Cheyennes,* compiled by Catherine, and revised by Grace Meredith, a niece of Catherine's, published 1927. Hazardous resolve of Soldier Confederacy *John German," hard-bitten farmer of Georgia, fought with the confederacy. Returning after the peace to his considerable family, he found that his farm had been stripped bare by the swarms of war-made nomads, passing through the country. He had heard much of Colorado, and desired to take his family to the new state of opportunities. Equipped only with a yoke of oxen and a wagon, and with scant resources, the start was meade in the spring of 1870. Progress was slow due to the expedient of halting here and there to earn a few dollars by such labor as the family had to offer in southern Missouri, land was homesteaded and a longer stay made. Malaria drove the emigrants on. Likewise, a rude home was established in Chautauqua County, Kansas. But in the spring of 1874, John German led his flock out upon the plains, determined to reach the Pike's Peak country ere winter overtook them. Five killed in tragedy of the great plains. The trail led northwest, and by September, the emigrant family reached the Smoky Hill River in west Central Kansas. Near the end of a long stretch, devoid of human habitations, they were set upon by a band of Cheyenne tribes men on a foregoing expedition. John German was killed as he walked ahead of his team. Mrs. German met a similar fate, as did the son, Stephen, and the oldest, and one other of the six girls. The slaughter was apparently checked by an Indian woman, in the narrative as little squaw. In a matter of minutes, the tragedy of the plains had been enacted, and the Indians were hastily preparing to move on. The two older girls, Catherine and Sophia, were placed upon horses, the two younger were carried by riders. Julia, seven, end Addie, three years of age, cried in childish terror. This alarmed the band, which were fearful of discovery, by the United States soldiers. To speed the flight, the children were abandoned -the two younger girls had previously been taken to Fort Leavenworth, where they were restored to health and strength. After some delay, Catherine and Sophia were likewise sent to the Fort. General Miles was appointed their guardian. iIn the midst of the chase, Congress had allotted $2,500.00 to each of the younger girls, and some years later, like amounts were given to Catherine and Sophia. Each of the four girls grew up and married. White squaw too rough for would be swain: Catherine came very close to having an Indian husband. While still in captive, her "Mother" announced that it was time for her to marry, and she affianced to a young warrior. But tribal custom demanded that the swain seize the maiden and carry her to his teepee. That he attempted to do, but Catherine kicked and squalled to such a purpose that her suitor threw her down, disgustedly remarking, "If white squaw is going to fight, I won't have her." . The German family Bible, now in Mrs. Andy Rogerst possession, which was found by the soldiers, about twenty feet from the remains of the wagon. Book purchased at Kingville, Tenn., August 2nd, 1863. The little girls captured had short hair and would not make good scalps.

placed on poles and burned. Those were their gifts to their departed tribesmen. In a small teepee on the very edge of the gathering, sitting around the tiny fire, in the center of the teepee were Katie, Dick, and Little George, their crippled papoose. "I go speak Big Chief, see if Big Medicine Man can cure little George,” spoke Katie. Two years before, to Katie was born a crippled child. This to her tribe was a disgrace, especially in a man-child. He would never grow strong and fleet, and to take his place beside Long Tom, Big Jim, and Scarfaced Dick, braves who were famous huntsmen. In the Indian lore, their children were their own problems, to settle when and how they could, and many a crippled child would disappear, and no questions asked. Katie had worried over little George, and tried in many Indian ways to straighten his back. She strapped him very firmly on a flat board that all Indians used for carrying their papooses, and she tried "The Medicine Rocks.” These rocks were claimed by the Indians tc cure all ailments and many depressions were worn in their flat surfaces by the reclining Indians, who came for relief. But nothing seemed to help little George, and Katie had heard that Pamblo was a great Medicine Chief, and had made many wonderful cures. She, Dick and little George had traveled many miles to see Pamblo. “Yes,” Dick said, "You go see Pamblo, he big Medicine Man." Katie carefully wrapped little George in a blanket and made her way to Pamblo's teepee, to see what fate announced for poor little George. After carefully looking at little George's crooked spine, Pamblo spoke: "No can cure. Little George made too crooked by Uspah, our Chief in Happy Hunting Ground. Katie's last hope gone, she sorrowfully made her way back to her teepee and Dick. At early dawn, the little femily broke camp for home, and reached the campoodie on the banks of the Yuba River, by sunset. It was a bright moonlit night, and Katie took little George and walked up the banks of the Yuba, to a place on the edge of a high cliff. Far, far below, roared the middy waters of the surging, turbulent Yuba, through its rocky course. Katie stood just a moment and gazed lovingly on little George, then a toss of her arms, a splash in the muddy waters . far below, and little George was on his way to the Happy Hunting Grounds, where little Indians with crooked backs are always welcome. Katie's problem was solved in her Indian fashion. Brief from Edmund Kinyon Trail. Mother of Rough and Ready woman, once a captive of Indians: An announced incident of the assemblage at Rough and Ready, a few weeks ago (1948,) to greet the return of the historio postoffice, links a tragedy of plains country eastward, of the continental divide. For several months the fate of four children, known as the German Girls, carried off by Cheyenne Indians, followed the tomahawking end scalping, along with the burning of the covered wagon, and taking off the oxen of their emigrant parents. Mr. and Mrs. John German, a brother, and sisters, filled the closely set columns of newspapers of the day. The older of the abducted children, Catherine German, then eighteen, was the mother of Mrs. Geneva M. (Swerdfeger) Rogers, who /was inducted as postmaster at Rough and Ready, California. Google 91 The harrowing story is told in the vook, "Girl Captives of the Cheyennes,*

compiled by Catherine, and revised by Grace Meredith, a niece of Catherine's, published 1927. Hazardous resolve of Soldier Confederacy *John German," hard-bitten farmer of Georgia, fought with the confederacy. Returning after the peace to his considerable family, he found that his farm had been stripped bare by the swarms of war-made nomads, passing through the country. He had heard much of Colorado, and desired to take his family to the new state of opportunities. Equipped only with a yoke of oxen and a wagon, and with scant resources, the start was meade in the spring of 1870. Progress was slow due to the expedient of halting here and there to earn a few dollars by such labor as the family had to offer in southern Missouri, land was homesteaded and a longer stay made. Malaria drove the emigrants on. Likewise, a rude home was established in Chautauqua County, Kansas. But in the spring of 1874, John German led his flock out upon the plains, determined to reach the Pike's Peak country ere winter overtook them. Five killed in tragedy of the great plains. The trail led northwest, and by September, the emigrant family reached the Smoky Hill River in west Central Kansas. Near the end of a long stretch, devoid of human habitations, they were set upon by a band of Cheyenne tribes men on a foregoing expedition. John German was killed as he walked ahead of his team. Mrs. German met a similar fate, as did the son, Stephen, and the oldest, and one other of the six girls. The slaughter was apparently checked by an Indian woman, in the narrative as little squaw. In a matter of minutes, the tragedy of the plains had been enacted, and the Indians were hastily preparing to move on. The two older girls, Catherine and Sophia, were placed upon horses, the two younger were carried by riders. Julia, seven, end Addie, three years of age, cried in childish terror. This alarmed the band, which were fearful of discovery, by the United States soldiers. To speed the flight, the children were abandoned -the two younger girls had previously been taken to Fort Leavenworth, where they were restored to health and strength. After some delay, Catherine and Sophia were likewise sent to the Fort. General Miles was appointed their guardian. iIn the midst of the chase, Congress had allotted $2,500.00 to each of the younger girls, and some years later, like amounts were given to Catherine and Sophia. Each of the four girls grew up and married. White squaw too rough for would be swain: Catherine came very close to having an Indian husband. While still in captive, her "Mother" announced that it was time for her to marry, and she affianced to a young warrior. But tribal custom demanded that the swain seize the maiden and carry her to his teepee. That he attempted to do, but Catherine kicked and squalled to such a purpose that her suitor threw her down, disgustedly remarking, "If white squaw is going to fight, I won't have her." . The German family Bible, now in Mrs. Andy Rogerst possession, which was found by the soldiers, about twenty feet from the remains of the wagon. Book purchased at Kingville, Tenn., August 2nd, 1863. The little girls captured had short hair and would not make good scalps.