We are in the Heart of Indian Country

Cimarron Redoubt, Kansas, January 1873. Two or three days ago Powder-Face came to make a formal call upon the “White Chief.” […] He is an Indian of striking personality—is rather tall, with square, broad shoulders, and the poise of his head tells one at once that he is not an ordinary savage.   We must…

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Sandbag Castle on the Plains

Cimarron Redoubt, Kansas, January 1873. As soon as I heard of the order I announced that I was coming, but it was necessary to obtain the commanding officer’s permission first. This seemed rather hopeless for a time, the general declaring I would “die in such a hole,” where I could have no comforts, but he did…

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