. History of the Sioux War and massacres of 1862 and 1863 . g principally of womenand children, had been previously removed to thisplace from Yellow Medicine. When the squawscaught sight of our train, and saw their fathers, anduncles, and brothers chained in the wagons, they be-gan to weep, and set up a dismal wail. See ourpoor friends, they said; they are prisoners, and hun-gry and cold. Antoine Frenier, the interpreter, toldthem that there were forty-five white men, women,and children lying unburied on the other side of theMinnesota, who had been cruelly murdered by thesesame men, and that t
. History of the Sioux War and massacres of 1862 and 1863 . g principally of womenand children, had been previously removed to thisplace from Yellow Medicine. When the squawscaught sight of our train, and saw their fathers, anduncles, and brothers chained in the wagons, they be-gan to weep, and set up a dismal wail. See ourpoor friends, they said; they are prisoners, and hun-gry and cold. Antoine Frenier, the interpreter, toldthem that there were forty-five white men, women,and children lying unburied on the other side of theMinnesota, who had been cruelly murdered by thesesame men, and that they then shed no tears, and thatthey had better recollect this and remain quiet. Thiseffected a quietus. Two or three days before our arrival, a woman wasfound, with her two little daughters, on the oppositeside of the river. They had been in the woods overnine weeks, and knew nothing of what had discovered, they were in a house which theyhad entered to die. The whites they supposed to beIndians when they first entered, and they covered up. HOMEWAKD BOUND. 235 their heads to receive the fatal blow. The poor crea-tures were starved to mere skeletons, and it seemed asif the convulsions of joj which they experienced attheir rescue would break their hearts. Strong-mind-ed men, as they gazed at their emaciated, sorrow-stricken faces, bowed their heads and shed tears likegirls. When the mother fled from the massacre shehad another child, an infant, which she carried in herarms. The other children walked and ran painfullyalong by her side through the tangled brush and briervines. They lived on wild plums and berries, andwhen those were gone by the frost, on grape tendrilsand roots. At night they cowered like a brood ofpartridges, trembling, starving, nearly dead. The in-fant was taken home to heaven. The mother laid itsbody under a plum-tree, scraped together a heap ofdried leaves and covered it, placed a few sticks overthem to prevent the rude winds from blowing thema
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