CHAPTER IV.
CAPTAIN TRUCKEE’S DEATH.
My grandfather was very sick at that time. My brother
was away two days and my grandfather was very low, so
they had to send to him to come back. As soon as he
came, word was sent everywhere that their mighty chief was
dying. In two days’ time we could see the signal-fires of
death on every mountain-top. My brother came back and
told his people that it was true that their own white brothers
had killed the men for their money. The way they
were found out was this: They were playing cards for the
money, and one of the men lost his. There were five of
them. They were almost fighting about the money, and
two men who were out hunting heard them, and went near
enough to hear all. One of the men went to town to
bring some one to arrest them, and the other staid to watch
them. The one that lost his money said:—
“If you won’t give me back my money I will tell of you. Are you going to give me back my money or not?”
They all swore at him, and told him if he did not stop talking they would shoot him. Then the sheriffs came and took them and all the money they had. Two of the men told how they got the Washoe arrows and placed them in the wounds, as if the Indians had killed them. This is
