The great native warrior, together with his
son-young Crow, were quietly making a dinner of raspberries, when
the Irishman's bullet called him to his final account.
Little Crow and son were dining together and Lamson and son were out
hunting together the hunters came suddenly in sight of the Indians
and seeing them first, quickly resolved that white man must scoop
Indian, or Indian would scoop white man, and suiting the action to
the word, and being a good shot, Lamson scooped Crow-while his son
aimed at young Crow, missing him, but disabling his gun-whereupon
young Crow fled and left the country-subsequently followed the trail
of Gen. Sibley's army across the plains, as we were informed, and
finally ran into Gen. Sibley's camp in pretty much the condition of
Grant's camp-to get something to to eat! Little Crow was buried at
Hutchinson without much ceremony, and without full knowledge at that
time that it was in fact Little Crow. Little Crow was a small sized
man and a savage chieftain of singular power and genius, always evil
disposed to the whites, as was his father 30 or 40 years before.
With strong intellect and an un bending will, but had become
disgusted with the management of the war by the other chieftains of
the hostile tribes.
We have not heard of any new speculations in regard to Little Crow's
remains for some years. The last we heard of them some live Yankee
near Hutchinson had his bones in an old soap box, and was trying to
drive a sharp bargain by selling them to the Minnesota Historical
Society with what success we never learned-alas for human-or rather
inhuman fame and greatness. Re port has it, that said Society is in
possession of Little Crow's scalp (we doubt whether he was ever
scalped) which had been carefully tanned and consequently will not
decay-so that future generations can look on the polished top knot
with a due amount of reverence.
So far as the fact is concerned, it is of little consequence whether
the tanned scalp now in the archives of the State Historical Society
ever covered Little Crow's pate or not, if after-genera tions only
think so, it is just as well, and the man who scalped Christopher
Columbus, and could not find where John Rogers was burned Feb. 14th,
1554, will be dead long before the fraud will be dis covered, and as
there is no prospect of his leaving any male heirs, posterity will
not be likely to trouble itself about the fact. Another report has
it, that one J. D. Farmer, of Spring Valley, Minn. became possessor
of Little Crow's skull soon after his death and presented it to Dr.
Powell of Lanes boro, and that one Dr. Twitchell of Chatfield has
the balance of Little Crow's "frame work," doubt ful.