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Title: The Black Hills, or, The last hunting ground of the Dakotahs : a complete history of the Black Hills of Dakota, from their first invasion in 1874 to the present time, comprising a comprehensive account of how they lost them : of numerous adventures of the early settlers : their heroic struggles for supremacy against the hostile Dakotah Tribes, and their final victory : the opening of the country to white settlement, and it subsequent development
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Tallent, Annie D
Subjects: Dakota Indians Black Hills (S.D. and Wyo.) -- History
Publisher: St. Louis, : Nixon-Jones Print. Co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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ound it, in my mind, an atmos-sphere of respectability. A little below on the opposite side of the narrow streetwas another resort, engaged in the same kind of daily andnightly traffic, with the very suggestive name of TheNugget printed in the most alluring colors above thedoor. Notwithstanding; the limitations and local environ-ments of this unfinished cabin, which, by the kindness andcourtesy of its proprietor, was placed at our disposal for aweek, free of rent, as it appeared to be the only alterna-tive, our effects were at once transferred to the small areabeneath the shingled portion of the roof, and this is whathappened. The morning of the second day found me,with the exception of a small boy of ten years, the soleoccupant of this exposed habitation, the result of a stampedeto locate a town-site in the valley of the Spearfish. Yet ifthe elements had not gone on a rampage, all might havebeen well, but during the day there came up a furious LAST HUNTING GROUND OF THE UAKOTAHS. 327
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CAPT. JACK CKAWFORD, THE POET-SCOUT. 328 THE BLACK HILLS; OR, thunder-storm, such a one as used to send rae flying tocover in a dark closet or under a smothering feather bed,when a child. The day had been excessively warm and sultry, pre-saging the storm which later came in all its fury. Earlyin the afternoon the dark, threatening clouds began togather in the west, spreading until the whole visible skywas overcast; soon the chain-lightning began to playfantastic freaks among the black clouds hovering over themountain crests to the north and west; then in a fewminutes, while I was anxiously watching the grand elec-trical display, hoping against hope that the threatenedstorm might blow over, there came a sudden blinding flash,followed instantly by a terrific thunderbolt, that shook theearth and burst open the flood-gates overhead, letting therain come down in vast torrents. Flash after flash, pealafter peal from heavens artillery followed in rapid succes-sion; the wind rose, blowing in

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