The Pony That Was Ridden Into The Store Door
Was Without A Bridle, And Was Guided By A Long Strip Of Buffalo Skin
Which Was Fastened Around His Lower Jaw By A Slipknot.
It is amazing
to see how tractable the Indians can make their ponies with only that
one rein.
The storekeeper told us that those Indians were Utes, and were greatly
excited because they had just heard there was a small party of
Cheyennes down the river two or three miles. The Utes and Cheyennes
are bitter enemies. He said that the Utes were very cross - ready for
the blood of Indian or white man - therefore he had permitted them to
do about as they pleased while in the store, particularly as we were
there, and he saw that we were frightened. That young man did not know
that his own swarthy face was a greenish white all the time those
Indians were in the store! Not one penny did they pay for the things
they carried off. Only two years ago the entire Ute nation was on the
warpath, killing every white person they came across, and one must
have much faith in Indians to believe that their "change of heart"
has been so complete that these Utes have learned to love the white
man in so short a time.
No! There was hatred in their eyes as they approached us in that
store, and there was restrained murder in the hand that pushed Mrs.
Phillips and me over.
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