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Sampson Oneskunk, Dakota Sioux Sat In Tree And Fooled RangersV V V By RELMAN MORINI.ONDON — (Delayed) —’ ** —Private Sampson P. Oneskunk was a man of frw words.He seldom said anything but “ugh. which meant yes, -no, or maybe, or anything he wanted it to mean. He seldom specified. Even in Britain, where taciturnity is a national trait. Private Oneskunk was a very quiet man.This was not the only thing, however. that won him the attention of British Commando exports who were assisting in training Private Oneskunk and other American soldiers in a unit of Rangers, the American equivalent of the CommandosThere was hi* name, for instance. American officers explained that Private Oneskunk is a full-blooded Sioux Indian, from Cherry Creek. S. D.. and that out In his part of the country, the Oneskunk family very well known, indeed.His appearanea was a little n usual, too. He stood six-reet-two. minus his moccasins, but he weighed onlv 150 oounds. The regimentalV 7 Vflagpole was an ideal place of con- 1 cealment for Private Oneskunk.This was very important, because stealth and concealment are part-. ■ of a Rangers stock-in-trade. They | work under cover, creeping right i up to the enemy's whiskers. They ( strike in the darkness, and then | they are gone.Came a day when the Rangers1 went into some heavily - wooded country, on maneuvers. It was an exercis^ in woodmanship. and par- j ticularly in traveling through underbrush without making any noise. A British officer thought Private Oneskunk wasn't paying much attention.Well, you see. sir, the American officer replied, this is just child's play to him. He's probably known how to sneak r'ght up on a chipmunk over since he was six years old.So they put Private Oneskunk on his own. and told him to show them somMhthg. He did.He disappeared Into the woods, leaving his unit. He was *uppo»elt;i to Ur to creco back to it withoutV V Vd. About whole forctu minuie* officers and'being npassed. Tmen. strained their cars for some sound of him. They heard nothing.!Then they heard an ugh.” Private! Oneskunk was sitting in a tree, right' over their heads.Just to prove it was no accident, j he went away several more times, and returned, as soundless as a shadow, until he was close enough j to touch them. Once he crept up be-jside one of his mates and whisked ' away the soldier's rifle. They neither . saw nor heard him.| And so. in no time. Private Oneskunk became a full-fledged Ranger.! Presently, he found himself with his unit, aboard a transport. He said he j hoped the ship was bound for India, because he wanted to be in a coun-| try full of Indians. They told him 1 those were not his kind of Indians. •They waur beards, they said.Ugh. said Private Oneskunk. Different tribe.”He is somewhere in North Africa tod—
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Huron Evening Huronite
Huron, South Dakota, US
Mon, Jan 25, 1943
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