He never saw General Crook again, either. The general had resumed command of the Department of the Platte; and as major-general was assigned to the command of the Division of the Missouri, with headquarters in Chicago.
But he was not forgotten in Arizona. The Indians at the San Carlos and the Fort Apache reservations continued to hold him in their hearts. Jimmie happened to be at Fort Apache, on business, when in the spring of 1890 the news of the general’s death was received.
The old men and women, and all the White Mountain scouts, “sat down in a great circle, let down their hair, bent their heads forward upon their bosoms, and wept and wailed like children.” And in the far north the Sioux also lamented the passing of their conqueror but friend, the Gray Fox.
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Obvious printer’s, punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently corrected.
Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved.
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