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Title: Thirty years on the frontier
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: McReynolds, Robert
Subjects: Frontier and pioneer life
Publisher: Colorado Springs, Col., El Paso publishing co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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96 THIRTY YEARS ON THE FRONTIER.

baby fought to retain. General Colby im-
mediately had the little waif cared for and after-
wards adopted her. The Indians named her
" Ziutka Lannni " which in the white man's
tongue means " Lost Bird." She is now liv-
ing at the home of Mrs. L. W. Colby in Wash-
ington, D. C, a beautiful Indian girl, well ed-
ucated, speaking the tongue of the white man,
for she never had the opportunity to learn
the language of her people.
A few days after the battle the great Sioux
chief, Sitting Bull, was slain by the Indian
police. The news of the battle spread among
the hostile Indians. They learned that the
much prized ghost shirt was no protection
against the white man's bullets, and the clos-
ing scene of this drama occurred some weeks
later when the hills about Pine Eidge agency
fairly swarmed with returning hostiles.
No conquered general in the history of the
world ever met the conqueror with haughtier
mien than did Two Strikes, the untutored
savage, chief of the hostile band, when he
made his formal surrender to General Miles.
Followed by half a dozen lesser chiefs, he
strode majestically toward the agency school
building in front of which stood General
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THIRTY YEARS ON THE FRONTIER. 97

Miles and aides waiting to receive him. His
magnificent form was erect, his head, proud-
ly decked with the eagle feather, was thrown
slightly back, while every muscle of his face
was as tense as steel. His warrior robes were
draped about his shoulders, while his arms
were folded across a carbine upon his breast.
With measured tread he approached and
halted in front of General Miles and met the
mild blue eye of that warrior with black,
piercing eyes that fairly blazed fire. Stead-
ily the two men gazed at each other for more
than a minute. The muscles of the Indian'sf
ace twitched and the proud lips essayed to
speak—as though he would hurl a torrent of
defiance and hatred into the conqueror's face.
With one swift movement he laid the carbine
at the general's feet, stood erect another in-
stant gazing with defiant eyes—and strode
away to join his people.

XIII.

THE TRAGEDY OF THE LOST MINE.

In 1879, Capt. Charles Watt and Irwin
Baker built a cabin in a gulch some miles dis
tant from where Cripple Creek now stands.

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