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GLEANINGS FROM THE MUSE.If MTCT4^ AVOBLOMi»•**8e dft) oor )^to diviw bello 11 toHo.”If by a happy heart the face ia beautU Aidhr a aid feftnatd, and if my h *aatrtedTo fully know in every phaseTneheantf ©f my heavenly star, Then she, *e pmmm one. is harmedheart sheBaying that from my heartMrifFor iT’tie nature that ourselves we paint In others, and our lov- in all our acdon show. How, when she gives me such cause of complaint. Shall I depict her as I know?Ah I let her calm my heart; then with no tears Her picture ’11 he, and I of grief be clear.n.Be, in vece del gtoir, gV affanni • i piaoti.iflove, since in place of Jo thou chooeest pain tearsTherefore to me thy every trait is deer;For, bet* een death and ills too hard to bear, Time gives too short an interval to choose; Hence death to wretched lovers' as no fears, But lessens all the torment of their woes.thank thee.Of pain, ending all ills, assuaging every griefPstom, oven that of Me itself.** II mio refUglo, e T ultimo mio acampo.”and last method «f retreatBtwtwrsssSfSraBavail.Both love and cruelty unite for my defeat.With pity one, with death the other armed:Thus I, who would prevail,Attempt lAjri^Vwbm, pest* e*»oolj He,*nd often try-To «!• *»•Th*truth, hywh'ch I Iitw,com*etorn.heart mbId,Bo thmt hrw# pwrSsvsetoU Dotherimln.—g. BowtSU, Wnrptr't Magazine for May.OUP STORY TELLER.navi tmocKTT ouooie.I New York Boa JDoe. Ooopir, A well-known cattle king of Northern Texas, resides four miles from Fort Richardson, one hundred and ten miles from Sherman. Five years ago he gathered a herd of cattle for the Kansas market. On the day before starting, his herders were camped about two miles from Fort Richardson. While they were smoking around the fire theirw * ' * 1 i 1 1 fit!.. _ f ahorses grazed in a bunch within sight dttskoIn the dusk of the evening a party were seen approaching, and were supposed to be cow-boys from another herd. They cat oat Cooper’s horses under the noses of his herders, and sped away at full gallop. By their yells the herders knew they were Indians. As Cooper had no horses he could not pursue them. The same night the herders struck the herd of John Hinson, securing altogether from twenty to thir y horses. Within an hour after the raid Cooper was on his way to Fart Richardson. He appealedto thfe Government for aid. Colonel Wood, the commandant, refused to pursue the thieves, claiming that it was uncertain whether they were Indians or white horse-thieves. If they were white men he had no authority over them. He was on y authorized to put a stop to Indian dipredations, and was not willing to send out his troopers without conclusive evidence that the raiders were red men.Cooper was an energetic fellow and an old I* aian fighter. He did not propose totamely submit to the loss of his horses. His friends rallied ar und him. By day-Dgh* nine sturdy; cow-boys were in the saddle. Hie trail of the # raiders was so broad that they followed it at full speed. About noon they found one of the stolen,d on the prairie. He was a '•?’ and from right ta the grass it was eutdeni-he had bucked his painted ridef in the most approved border fashion, and bad been abet dead for his pains. The Tridians had also killed akfask- from Apr Join* reaaaroAntfanl. Batfo-at they were losing no time in•at a! • % . Mgetting awav with their booty, Cooper’s party rapidly pressed on, hoping to over-nauf them before they crowed RedRiver into the Indian territory. But he was .too late. The Indians were_ hones, while the oosr-boys bad no relays. At regular intervals the savages jumped down and ■minted -fresh pones, turning the jaded eon In with toe herd. Hones reared by cow-boys have an unconquerableaversion to Indians. The scent of onemafes tbem uneasy and restless. The trackers of Coopers herd did their best Jacape, and frequently unseated their Mr* but in gain. Xhe savages crossedbprdar in triumph, and felt thatWs safe.At the Bed 'River Cooper halted. He that tbs tbieres baa such a startthat bo could not overtake them. Even ii fco-did succeed in ektching them within 1hd'Indian Territory be would come to cbBhMd with the United States an? thorities, for the savages would un-iljr swear that the horses werewq. property and accuse the Tex-trying to steal them. From dieband: of the trail Cooper was satisfied that tbs ed rascals belonged to the Indian Reservation at Fort Sill. He rode back toVbrt Richardson and secured the services of a ffiend who was acquainted at Port SIB. Hinson and several others accompanied him to the latter post. They Tound a large hand of Neoonee Osmanc as at the Reservation. Theype-e encamped op Cache ( reek, andtheir herds of ponies dotted the prairie.as Horseback, a powerfulTheir Chief wassquint-eyed Savage, six feet and one iMh in height. Heyworth, the Indian Agent, listened to Cooper’s complaint and sent for Bomeback. The Chief readily admittodthat a band of his young bnvjmjM reeep% returned from a raid mMn. TelHhe Texan,”VMnmanatsuiion and the twoThe -latter were twonot return theTond his reac listen to MiHisyounitup. He eoald not keep them from skirtufc Jtlte frontier, and if theTexans wanted to save their horses they must lock them up in stables. Gooi tSen asked the Agent to interfere, pethat the Indians were running „ wrth suck a high band that wprid be utterly neelees for to demand the nones. Though km wusissaiag rations to these very Fn-dieaaevMp fortnight, be dared not at-demptto rretrim the stolen property. Cooperand Hinson went back to Fortdhgusted with Indian swearing vengeance against vfflf*: They had lost property Ipdndi of dollars, found the**m «**lJ told by Govern*officials who were foedilie who were feeding them ffitettfcsf.would not interfere. It was not,however, an uncommon case. Scores ofcow-boys had visited Fort Sill on tomHev errands, end received the mate treatment. Savages mounted on stolen horses had saluted them with the word*, * How, how,” And dashed away in joy.The Agent would do nothing for them. He was the legal protector for the S3evee. If the indignant herders tried to nip their property, they were clapped to to the guard-house as interlopers on Indian reservations. IfUnited States nddiere were calledto protect the robbers.When Copper and Hinson told their story, the hearers smiled and sarcastically asked why they expected different treatment from others in a similar predicament. One evening, whiledrinking in Murphy’s saloon in Fort Richardson, Cooper damned all Indian Agencies and Indian Agents. He swore that if ne could only get a crowd together withiy geshot-guns and six-shooters, he would goup to fbrt Sill11, lay around and watchhis chance, tear through an Indian camp some night, riddle their tepees, and run off their stock. He thought that in this way he could square himself. Edward Jackson, an old Ranger, quietly said that he could count him for one. Jackson was just the man fer so hazardous an undertaking. He was shrewd, dmimg and experienced in frontier troubles, others volunteered as a joke, but hemeant business. The man who went toFort Sill ©ueuch an errand not only exct$ed;tl$e undying hostilities of the Ihdknsi but threw down the gauntlet to nitedFawTsigiIstit*thelt;4States Government. CooperroUDsea to head the party mounted onrquRed River and the Rio Grandenropp»1Hl HI ucttu bMm jmm uiuuuwu uuOld tfenglas. The company burst into a roar of laughter. Old Douglas wasoea race-horse without an equal be tweenjLVCU XU? c a auu i^uvand every body allowed that Cooper had a keen eye to his own safety in the event of detection and pursuit.The party broke up without coming to an agreement. The proposal was not regarded as serious. It was thought to be mere bar-room talk. Three days afterward one of the company met Jackson mounted on a powerful bay mare, armed with a Henry rifle and a six-shooter.*• Why, Jackson,” said he, “ where are you going?” The ranger coolly replied that he was going up to Fort Sill to square Cooper and cut o|t some Indian stock. The friend laughed and expressedhis doubts. “ Well, you’ll see in a few days,” drawled Jackson. “ I’ll be back before long with a whole cavyard of Comanche ponies. ’’He rode away, but the seq ueal proved that be told the truth. It was indeed adesperate adventure. Netrly one thousand Indians were encamped on the res- j erration at Fort Sill, protected by six or seven companies of colored cavalry. Large droves of ponies were grazing in the vicinity. Jackson, with McCarty and Mathers, two spirits as daring as bimselt, deliberately determined to cut out a knot of these horses, and run them across the border into Tojjtas. They camped to an isolated spot onCache CreA, about six miles from the fort.. It w«uld not do to be recognized by any one of the post. Jackson said they 'did not fear the Indians. The draeoons, “ or smoked Yankees,” as he called them, were all that stood in their way. Three days and i igfato were spent lurking around the Indian camp and picking out a choice drove of ponies.About snndoWn on the fourth day a select lot were discovered in a great bend of the creek four miles from the fort. The three men were well mounted. They swept down upon the ponies like faluons, yelling and screaming, rounded them up in true frontier style, and started for the Texas border at full gallop. The Indan herders were scattered like chaff. The boldness of the maneuver was the cause of its success. The Indians saw three men, but supposed that there were at least fifty. A few of their herders ran to Fort Sill to give the alarm; others aroused the Indian encampment, and by twilight the savages were on the skirts of the raiders. McCarty and Mathers kept the drove 011 a keen jump, while Jackson planted himself firmly across the trail, and kept up such a steady fire with his repeating rifle that the Indiana, fancying themselves outnumbered and fearful of aone'Iin tIcroW1the1ofCstitBancseeiyeacorJThiwrlt;1letiera(Miprt1wotrap, gave up the chase shortly after•x.darFort Sill was four miles awa:iy. Theofficials did not hear of the raid until nearly two hours after sunset. Two companies Of colored cavalry were thrown in-pursuit. Imagining that the raider* would take the nearest route to the Red R ver, they set out at full speed; but after riding until midnight without striking a trail were satisfied that they had been thrown off the scent. Jackson, with prudent foresight, drove the horses direct to the Abilene cattle traiL the great highway between Texas and Kansas. His footsteps were swallowed to this broad thoroughfare. A man might as booh hope to tr^U a drove of horsesdown Broadway asto find the hoof printsbon the great Abilene road. There was but one ranche on the route. 2 It was thirty miles from Fort Sill, about half between toat post and Red. River.wayFitzpatrick, its owner,heard the daring raiders sweep by soon after midnight.' The ground trembled beneath the hoofs of the jaded drove, and the air resounded with the ye Is of the drovers.At sunrise Jackson had reached thebanks of the Red River, sixty-threemiles from Fort Sill. He breakfastedat Missouri Bill’s ranch in the Indian Territory, and the horses were urged across t he stream. - They entered Texas.z _ j n: _(Pi Liz at Red River Station. The inhabitantssed at the herd in astonishment, but •ksen made no stop and answered no uestaons. Some miles further on thegazJac3rove was turned out to grass, and the triumphant triumvirate made a division of the bora* s. Jackson drove his animals in the drection of Fort Richardson, and McCarty and Mathers took different trails.That night the negro cavalry arrived at Red River Station. On the following day they struck the three trails and followed them like hounds on a deer-track. The chase grew hot. Mathers and McCarty soon left (heir droves and bean to look Oiit for themselves. Jackson ept his herd together until within fifteen miespf Fort Richardson, and then deserted them and broke for his old home in Fannin Oountv. The whole country was filled with Indian ponies, and for weeks afterward black-and-tan dragoons wt re scouring the prairies picking up the stragglers.On his way home Jackson was arrested by Sheriff Stevens, of Wise County. On the road to Fbrt Richardson he es-fcataped from custody, but was recaptured, ken to the Fort and placed in irons.The news of his daring exploit spread through the country, and created intense exeitemen t The cow-boys danced with joy. They gathered at Fort Richardson with ihe intention of assistinghim to escape. One of his guards wasbought oyer, and the plot was ripe for execution, a hen the prisoner was taken to Fort Sill uudtrra strong escort. TheIndians gazed at tom with undisguised admiration. White they gave* him fullcredit for his extraordinary achtove-re vq»y anxious to torturesstly besoughtand burii him, and earnest the Government to turn him over to their mercy. Of course, their requestwas refused.Jackson languished in chains for a few wed* and was then held to bail in the sum of $500. His friends quickly furnished thlt;» money. He shook the dust of Fort Sill from his feet and never returned. The bonds were willingly forfeited. 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Rockport Journal
Rockport, Indiana, US
Thu, May 30, 1878
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