From the White Cloud Kansas Chief, October 21, 1858.
From a manuscript volume, "Record of Members of the Congregational Church, Topeka," preserved in the archives of the First Congregational Church.
From the Weekly Herald, Leavenworth, December 10, 1859.
From the Leavenworth Daily Times, April 27, 1862.
From the Marysville Enterprise, August 11, 1866.
From The Weekly Free Press, Atchison, November 10, 1866.
From the White Cloud Kansas Chief, June 20, 1867
From the Marysville Enterprise, February 15, 1868.
From the Emporia News, January 28, 1870.
how the woman was persuaded by the serpent to eat the forbidden fruit, and forwhich she was driven from the Garden. His countenance changed, and with a look ofunmistakable contempt, he replied, "Ughl that was just like a white woman; if shehad been a squaw, she would have picked up a stick and killed that snake."
From The Kansas Daily Commonwealth, Topeka, May 1, 1870.
From the Ellsworth Reporter, December 5, 1872.
Mr. L. C. Palmer, of this city, returned on Tuesday of last week from one of thelongest, dryest and dustiest chases after horse thieves that has occurred in hisown history, or that of anybody else.
On the night of Sunday, the 16th inst., three horses were stolen from the stableof Mr. McNamee, living seven miles from this city, on Lyons creek. Two of thehorses were a span once belonging to Mr. Forbes, of this city, and remarkable forlarge size, weighing about 3,300 pounds; the third animal was a riding marebelonging to a daughter of Mr. McNamee's. The Houston brothers, two sons of Mr.McNamee, Mr. McClelland, of Woodbine, and a Mexican in the employ of Mr.Mansfield, took the trail on Sunday morning, while the elder McNamee came to townand telegraphed to points south and west.
On Monday night Mr. Palmer started from Junction, armed with a warrant fromJustice Gordon, and went out twenty-five miles up Lyons creek, where he waitedfor day-light, to resume his journey. At Marion Centre on Wednesday morning, Mr.Palmer found that the thieves with the three horses had been seen near town onSunday morning, and had tried to trade the stock. He also learned that SheriffHowe, of Marion county, had gone on in pursuit. He also heard that the Hustonsand their party were still on the trail in advance., although some of theneighbors who had started from Lyons creek had returned. Thus there were at thattime, including Mr. Palmer, eight men
after the thieves. At Marion Centre Mr. P. exchanged his horse and buggy for asaddle horse, and pushed on to Peabody, where he again changed horses. AtTowanda, Butler county, his next stopping place, he found the Marion Centre partyhad changed horses. The people all along the road had noticed the big horses andsuspected the riders, but had not arrested them.
what became of him, but there is great reason to hope that he will steal, nomorehorses. Attention was then directed to Palmer's supposed dead man, but it wasfound that he had gone off. He was surrounded in a corn-field and ordered to comeout. He at first declined on the ground that he was dead, but finally came out.The party, with the two prisoners and the recaptured horses, started for Elgin.The thieves were all mulattoes, and young men. The two captured were well dressedand intelligent, and appeared quite unconcerned about their fate. On arriving atElgin, the Davis county and Arkansas City party was met. Palmer got handcuffs forhis prisoners and left them in a livery stable, in custody, while he took asleep. At about midnight a party demanded the prisoners. Resistance under thecircumstances would have been manifestly improper.
From The Nationalist, Manhattan, March 31, 1876.
First rode the hunter, Mr. Jones, the man who talks to the Indians and tellsuswhat they say, and them what we want to have told. After the hunter's horse'sheels trotted half a dozen or a dozen greyhounds and the hunter had a hornsomething like those horns you get at Pentenrieder's for a quarter, on which hetooted whenever the dogs strayed too far away, and they came instantly back. Wehad not gone far before we saw a wolf sneaking away as if he did not want us tosee him, but it was too late. One of the dogs saw him, and with a bark the wholepack was after him. The riders gave a cheer, and your father amongst themgalloped after the dogs like the wind. First went poor wolf running for dear lifeand never uttering a sound-but ever and anon casting an anxious glance behind tosee how far his pursuers were behind him-then came the cruel hounds strainingevery nerve, and so earnest that they did not have time to bark but only gave anoccasional yelp-all well together-then came the riders, scattered for half amile-some riding in the front at the top of their speed so as to be in at thedeath, or present when the wolf was caught and killed-others, who did not want togo so fast, or whose horses were not so fast, were strung along behindhand. Amongthe first riders, at the head of the column, were two boys, one ten and the othernine, only a year older than Till. They were mounted on small Indian ponies hadlittle horns to blow and enjoyed themselves more than anybody else. They also hadknives to cut off the wolf's tail if they got there first. The first wolf chasedran along until it got to a stream running between banks as high as our house andvery steep, and jumped right into the water ker-chunk, and all the dogs jumpedright in after him and before he could swim across, the dogs caught him. We allgot down from our horses and looked. Such a fuss and row as was kicked up in thatwater you never did see. Bark, snap-barking and snapping with the teeth were allthe sounds you could hear. The water was churned by the struggle and splashinginto a foam, and the foam turned red from the blood which flowed from the bitesthe dogs gave the wolf. Nor did the dogs escape without scars. They all werebitten on the nose and about the eyes by wolfie in his dying struggles. At lastone of the hunters, a lieutenant, reached down, took hold of the wolf by the hindleg and pulled him out of the water, and held him up, he was quite dead, and hishead hung down. His tail was cut off and kept as a trophy of the hunt-your motherwill tell you what trophy means. They take the tail so as to brag of killing thewolf. The next wolf we caught was in the open prairie. We saw the dogs biting athim and wolfie snapping at the dogs. He has long jaws filled with shining whiteteeth and big grey eyes, just like the wolf who put on Little Red Riding Hood'sgrandmother's cap, and ate up Little Red Riding Hood, as you children have readof, so I didn't feel as sorry for the wolf as I might have done, seeing him alonesurrounded by so many enemies. Just as soon as the first man got up he pulled outhis hunting knife and cut off the wolf's tail while the dogs were fighting him.Wolves are smart, and this wolf very soon made out he was dead. Gen. [John W.?]Davidson, who was the chief man in rank, then came up, and he was a kind man, andsaid-take off the dogs, you've got the poor wolf's tail, he is only pretending tobe dead, now you have his tail, let us go away and let us watch him. We had tobeat and kick the dogs to make them go away and follow Mr. Jones, who tooted hishorn for them. All the rest of us then rode off a little way and got behind ahill and watched the
wolf to see where he was going and what he was going to do. For some time thewolf laid right still and did not move. Soon he raised his head, looked aroundquickly and laid it right down again as if he were dead again. Then he raised itwhen he found he was not bothered and looked longer-and then seeing all the baddogs away he got up a little and walked away a little-very weak and tired-laiddown and rested a little bit, got up again and staggered off sadly into the worldwithout any tail. We caught another wolf and turned him off without a tail. I'llbring you children home one of these tails to let you see what they looklike.
From the Junction City Union, July 22, 1876.
From the Parsons Eclipse, November 15, 1877.
From the Junction City Union, June 14, 1879.
From the Logan Enterprise, September 23, 1880.