The Great Salt Lake Trail eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 587 pages of information about The Great Salt Lake Trail.

The Great Salt Lake Trail eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 587 pages of information about The Great Salt Lake Trail.
I took the bone to the fort and there the interpreter told what it all meant.  I discovered it to be a valuable history of what was going on:  the Cheyennes and Arapahoes who had been with us had separated; the Arapahoes had gone away and tried to steal some ponies; they would be along pretty soon.  All this occurred after the Arapahoes had separated from the Cheyennes.  The latter had placed the shoulder-blade of the buffalo on the trail, to prevent their making the mistake of going to the fort, where, after their trouble with the train, the soldiers would make it hot for them; but as I had found their message first, their plan was frustrated.
Later on the Indians came to the fort, and one of the teamsters who had been wounded happened to be there, and he picked out the very Indian who had shot him.  The commanding officer directed the sergeant of the guard to arrest the savage, which he did, and proceeded to put him in irons.  While fastening on a ball and chain, the Indian struck the soldier on the head who was holding him.  Upon this the commanding officer told one of the guards to shoot him, which the man did very promptly.  The bullet went clear through the Indian, and shot one of the interpreter’s fingers off.  After this little incident, there was a general free-for-all fight, in which the Indians were badly worsted.  After this battle the Indians went south and were not troublesome for some time.

When the snow began to melt from the mountain peaks in the spring the little insignificant creeks swelled up and for a few weeks were transformed into raging torrents, too deep or too dangerous to ford.  At such seasons the few ranchmen who were in the country built temporary bridges across them, hardly ever exceeding fifty feet in length.  While the streams were high, these bridges were a veritable gold-mine from the revenue paid by the freighters as toll.  In order, however, to make their toll lawful, every bridge-owner was required to possess himself of a charter from the secretary of the territory, and approved by the governor.  This official document simply authorized the proprietor to charge such toll as he saw fit, which was always extravagantly high—­usually five dollars for each team of six yoke of cattle and wagon.  These ranchmen also kept an assortment of groceries and barrels of whiskey, for the latter of which the teamsters were always liberal customers.

It very often happened, through ignorance of the law or from ignoring it, that these ranchmen took out no charter, because its possession was so rarely questioned.

At the trail-crossing of Rock Creek was one of these frontier toll-bridges.  In the spring of 1866 two trains were travelling in company, one in charge of a man known as Stuttering Brown, because of an impediment in his speech.  He was a man of undoubted courage, and determined.  When angry, he indulged in some of the quaintest and wittiest original expressions imaginable; but if you laughed at him, he became very much offended, as he was particularly sensitive about the impediment of his speech.  Still, he was a man who appreciated a joke, and enjoyed it even if it was upon himself.

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