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feasted and reted by the inhabitants, whose esteem they gained to such an extent that their departure was marked by a general holiday, assisting hands, and such public demonstrations of regret that many a rude cowboy when once again careering o'er the pampas of Texas will rest his weary steed while memory reverts back to the pleasant days and whole-souled friendships cemented at the foot of the Vosges mountains in disputed Alsace-Lorraine.

In Alsace-Lorraine I whose anomalous position menaces the peace, not only of the two countries interested, but the civilized world; whose situation makes it intensely--even sadly-- interesting, as the theatre of that future human tragedy, for which in the ear of mankind strains day and night, listening for detonations from the muzzles of the acme of invented mechanisms of destruction. The lurid-garbed angel of devastation hovers, careering through the atmosphere
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AFTER THE BATTLE--FIELD OF WOUNDED KNEE--CAMPAIGN 1890-91.

of the seemingly doomed valley, gaily laughing, shrieking exultingly at the white-robed angel of Peace, as the latter gloomily wanders--prayerful, tearful--hopelessly hunting, ceaselessly seeking the return of modern man's boasted newly created gods: Equity, Justice, Reason!

What a field for the vaunted champions of humanity, the leaders of civilization! What a neighborhood wherein to sow the seeds of "peace on earth and good will to all men." What a crucible for the universal panacea--Arbitration! What a test of the efficacy of prayer in damming up the conflicting torrents of Ambition, Cupidity, Passion, and Revenge, which threaten to color crimson the swift current of the Rhine, until its renown as the home of wealth and luxury be eclipsed by eternal notoriety as the Valley of Death!

Leaving the temporary colony under the charge of his director partner, MR. NATE SALSBURY (whose energy found occupation in attending to the details of the future), COL. CODY, the Indians, and your humble servant departed to America, arriving safely, and after refuting satisfactorily, by the Indians themselves, the base slanders that emanated in the imagination of notoriety-seeking busybodies, proceeded to the seat of the Indians, and the record of the Wild West's representatives on the spot, in the mutual interests of an excusably excited (and, to a certain extent, unintentionally wronged, yet headstrong and misguided) warlike people, and of the governmental authority, as well as of the peaceful solution of a serious situation--has been a matter of journalistic comment so recently as to need no reference here.

After a short, bloody, and mixed campaign, peace was restored, the Government authority was secured, and a selected band of Indians, composed equally of the "active friendly," headed by Chiefs "LONG WOLF," "NO NECK," "YANKTON," "CHARLEY," "BLACK HEART," and the "band of hostages" held by the military under Gen. Nelson A. Miles, at Fort Sheridan, and headed by the redoubtable "SHORT BULL," "KICKING BEAR," "LONE BULL," "SCATTER" and

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feasted and reted by the inhabitants, whose esteem they gained to such an extent that their departure was marked by a general holiday, assisting hands, and such a public demonstrations of regret that many a rude cowboy when once again careering o'er the pampas of Texas will rest his weary steed while memory reverts back to the pleasant days and whole-souled friendships cemented at the foot of the Vosges mountains in disputed Alsace-Lorraine.

In Alsace-Lorraine I whose anomalous position menaces the peace, not only of the two countries interested, but the civilized world; whose situation makes it intensely--even sadly-- interesting, as the theatre of that future human tragedy, for which in the ear of mankind strains day and night, listening for detonations from the muzzles of the acme of invented mechanisms of destruction. The lurid-garbed angel of devastation hovers, careering through the atmosphere
Image
AFTER THE BATTLE--FIELD OF WOUNDED KNEE--CAMPAIGN 1890-91

of the seemingly doomed valley, gaily laughing, shrieking exultingly at the white-robed angel of Peace, as the latter gloomily wanders--prayerful, tearful--hoplessly hunting, ceaselessly seeking the return of modern man's boasted newly created gods: Equity, Justice, Reason!

What a field for the vaunted champions of humanity, the leaders of civilization! What a neighborhood wherein to sow the seeds of "peace on earth and good will to all men." What a crucible for the universal panacca--Arbitration! What a test of the efficacy of prayer in damming up the conflicting torrents of Ambition, Cupidity, Passion and Revenge, which threaten to color crimson the swift current of the Rhine, until its renown as the home of wealth and luxury be eclipsted by eternal notoriety as the Valley of Death!

Leaving the temporary colony under the charge of his director partner, MR. NATE SALSBURY (whose energy found occupation in attending to the details of the future), COL. CODY, the Indians, and your humble servant departed to America, arriving safely, and after refuting satisfactorily, by the Indians themselves, the base slanders that emanated in the imagination of notoriety-seeking busybodies, proceeded to the seat of the Indians, and the record of the Wild West's representatives on the spot, in the mutual interests of an exusably excited (an, to a certain extent, unintentionally wronged, yet headstrong and misguided) warlike people, and of the governmental authority, as well as of the peaceful solution of a serious situation--has been a matter of journalistic commet so recently as to need no reference here.

After a short, bloody, and mixed campaign, peace was restored, the Government authority was secured, and a selected band of Indians, composed equally of the "active friendly," headed by Chiefs "LONG WOLF," "NO NECK," "YANKTON," "CHARLEY," "BLACK HEART," and the "band of hostages" held by the military under Gen. Nelson A. Miles, at Fort Sheridan, and headed by the redoubtable "SHORT BULL," "KICKING BEAR," "LONE BULL," "SCATTERN" and