Captain Mills found himself on a rocky ridge, which came under fire from another ridge about a half-mile distant. Dismounting the battalion, Mills went forward in a line of skirmishers. Even during the height of the fighting Mills couldn’t help admiring the superb equestrianship of the hostiles, men whom he considered “the best cavalry soldiers on earth.” Warriors galloped about, now advancing, now retreating, coming “in flocks or herds like buffalo.” The Indians were colorful; the Cheyenne Black Sun, for example, painted his entire body yellow, his loins wrapped in a blanket and the stuffed skin of a weasel on his head.
The Battle of the Rosebud was a complicated affair, made more confusing by the rugged terrain and the hostiles’ will-o’-the-wisp tactics. Some of its details are obscure, or at least subject to differing interpretation, to this very day. Tobecont...
See Hardorff - Indian Views, page 108 of the Two Moons interview.
That night, Cheyenne scouts came in and reported the valley of the Rosebud black with soldiers. General George "Three Stars" Crook was coming from Fort Fetterman, Wyoming, with more than a thousand white soldiers and two hundred and sixty Indian Scouts -- Crows, Shoshoni, Rees -- a force of more than thirteen hundred men.
Makes-Room was attending a meeting in the Cheyenne camp when the scouts came in. He hurried back to his own camp circle and spread the news. All the Sioux began to prepare for battle. They expected a hard fight.
White Bull put on a pair of dark blue woolen leggins decorated with broad stripes of blue-and-white beads, and beaded moccasins to match. Before and behind he hung a long red flannel breech-cloth reaching. to his ankles, tucked under his belt over his regular loin-cloth. He put on a shirt, and over his right shoulder he hung the thong which supported the small rawhide hoop, to which was attached four small leather pouches of medicine (earth of different kinds), a buffalo tail, and an eagle feather. This was his war-charm. It hung under his left arm. Around his waist, like a kilt, he placed his folded black blanket and belted it there with his cartridge-belt containing a hundred cartridges. He borrowed a fine war-bonnet from his brother-in-law, Bad Lake.
This bonnet had a long tail of eagle feathers reaching to the ground. The feathers began at the crown of the head and went straight down the back. There were no feathers around the head on this bonnet. All the way down the tail this bonnet was colored red and white alternately-seven white feathers, then four red, and so on. These red feathers commemorated wounds received in battle. A man who wore such red feathers dared not tell a lie or he might be wounded.
This bonnet had no protective power: White Bull wore it for its beauty. If he were to be killed, he wished to die in these fine war-clothes. Otherwise those who saw him lying on the battlefield might say: "This was a poor man. He must not have been a good warrior. See how shabby he lies there." Besides, such fine war-clothes made a man more courageous.
White Bull took his seventeen-shot repeating rifle, which he had purchased from an Agency Indian at Fort Bennett. Then he went out and saddled a fast horse. He tied an eagle feather in its forelock and tail and fastened an imitation scalp made of woman's hair to his bridle-bit. Only horses which had been used to ride down an enemy could wear such a decoration. Then White Bull rode over to Sitting Bull's tent where the warriors were gathered.
Almost a thousand warriors had assembled -- Cheyenne, Oglala, Minniconjou, Sans Arc, Brule, Hunkpapa. It was late at night when they set out. They rode until nearly daybreak, then stopped, unsaddled, and let their horses rest. interview with Walter S. Campbell about 1930
The encounter at Tongue River consisted of an attack by about 200 Northern Cheyenne under Little Hawk. Earlier in the day, the soldiers relaxed by horse racing. The races were ended when a bullet fired from across the river hit Capt. Andrew Burt's horse in the leg. The horse had just won its race. The total casualties were two Indians killed or wounded, the wound to Capt. Burt's horse, a wound to Lt. Robertson's horse, one mule killed, and two soldiers with contusions from spent bullets.
By June 12, Crook had reached Clear Creek near the present site of Buffalo. From there he proceeded up to the confluence of Big and Little Goose Creeks at present day Sheridan. Because they would slow him down, Crook left his wagons and ambulances behind at Goose Creek. After Rosebud the Cheyenne went back to Reno Creek and stayed one night then moved to mouth of Reno Creek and then down on Little Horn and were there one night. The next day Custer made his charge.
They came near killing a whole company and fought till late evening. Only one Cheyenne was killed in fight - Thin Hair. He was shot through the bowels from in front backward. Sioux Lazy White Bull saved Thin Hair, called Sunrise by Sioux and painted yellow with a stuffed salamander in his hair. White Bull dismounted and ran forward under fire, seized the Cheyenne by his wrists and dragged him to safety. Cheyennes honored White Bull for this. Sunrise died after they got him back to camp. Some of the Sioux remembered him as Water-Dog.
The Battle of the Rosebud was one of the great Indian fights of the 19th century, but is obscured by the events that occurred a week later. It is a battle which can be studied to understand how what happened a week later, happened. It is the account of Little Hawk's doings to 7th Cavalry which unlocked the tactical fight and its timing; against Custer's command. I was led here by Grinnell and the eclipse of Sunrise. Cheyenne tipi burials were rare and was this well done? Water-hog..........
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