Post by johnson1941 on Oct 9, 2023 9:21:54 GMT -6
Lets start here…
Standing Bear, astonisher
As we were eating, my uncle said: "After you are through eating you had better go and get the horses, because something might happen all at once, we never can tell." An older brother of mine and another man were out herding horses in two bunches on the Muskrat Creek downstream. Before I finished eating there seemed to be quite a lot of excitement outside. Then I heard a crier announce that the chargers were coming and there were two men who went out to look for horses and one of them got killed. When we heard this, my uncle said: "I told you before, that this would happen. You'd better go right away and get the horses."
The horses were across the Little Big Horn and so I ran for the horses and waded through about breast deep. I got on top the Black Butte{Weir Peaks?} and looked upstream..
We got ready and started and this was before the women got back. We proceeded toward Custer and we crossed at the mouth of Muskrat Creek. We were north of the Santees at this time. When we crossed the Little Big Horn you could see nothing but Indians swarming on Custer and you could hear guns going repeatedly
…re: Edgerly advance to Weir peaks..likely Vincent Charles being couped(?)
After we wiped Custer out we started back in formation downhill, ten or fifteen riders abreast. At the mouth of the Muskrat Creek there was a little divide and before we crossed this creek we could see another band of soldiers here to help Custer. They began to fire on us then and everyone said: "Hurry!" and began to charge on them. Then they began to get on their horses as I looked out again. They retreated and I noticed two spades on the hill. When we got up there we shot at the soldiers but only got one of them. Then we all got on our horses and pursued the soldiers. After we shot one of the men we all got off and couped him
Standing Bear, astonisher
As we were eating, my uncle said: "After you are through eating you had better go and get the horses, because something might happen all at once, we never can tell." An older brother of mine and another man were out herding horses in two bunches on the Muskrat Creek downstream. Before I finished eating there seemed to be quite a lot of excitement outside. Then I heard a crier announce that the chargers were coming and there were two men who went out to look for horses and one of them got killed. When we heard this, my uncle said: "I told you before, that this would happen. You'd better go right away and get the horses."
The horses were across the Little Big Horn and so I ran for the horses and waded through about breast deep. I got on top the Black Butte{Weir Peaks?} and looked upstream..
We got ready and started and this was before the women got back. We proceeded toward Custer and we crossed at the mouth of Muskrat Creek. We were north of the Santees at this time. When we crossed the Little Big Horn you could see nothing but Indians swarming on Custer and you could hear guns going repeatedly
…re: Edgerly advance to Weir peaks..likely Vincent Charles being couped(?)
After we wiped Custer out we started back in formation downhill, ten or fifteen riders abreast. At the mouth of the Muskrat Creek there was a little divide and before we crossed this creek we could see another band of soldiers here to help Custer. They began to fire on us then and everyone said: "Hurry!" and began to charge on them. Then they began to get on their horses as I looked out again. They retreated and I noticed two spades on the hill. When we got up there we shot at the soldiers but only got one of them. Then we all got on our horses and pursued the soldiers. After we shot one of the men we all got off and couped him