<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XXVIII" id="CHAPTER_XXVIII"></SPAN>CHAPTER XXVIII</h2>
<p class="center">THE BREEDS</p>
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<p class="cap_1">HERE the story may have ended, that is,
had I taken her to the minister, but as
everybody had gone land crazy in
Dakota and I had determined to own
more land myself, I told her how I could buy a
relinquishment and she could file on it and then
we would marry at once. Now when a young man
and a girl are in love and feel each other to be the
world and all that's in it, it is quite easy to plan,
and Miss Rooks and I were no exception. Had we
been in South Dakota instead of Southern Illinois,
and had it been the month of October instead of
January, nine months before, we would have carried
out our plans, but since it was January we mutually
agreed to wait until the nine months had elapsed,
but something happened during that time which
will be told in due time.</p>
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<p>I enjoyed feeling that I was at last engaged. It
was positively delightful, and when I left the next
morning to visit my parents in Kansas, I was a
very happy person. While visiting there, shooting
jack-rabbits by day and boosting Dakota to the
Jayhawkers half the night, I'd write to Miss Rooks
sometime during each twenty-four hours, and for
a time received a letter as often. Two sisters were
to be graduated from the high school the following
June, and wanted to come to Dakota in the fall and
take up claims, but had no money to purchase
relinquishments. I agreed to mortgage my land
and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</SPAN></span>
loan the money, but when all was arranged it
was found one of them would not be old enough in
time, so my grandmother, who had always possessed
a roving spirit, wanted to come and so it was settled.</p>
<p>When I got back to Dakota and jumped into my
spring work it was with unusual vigor and contemplation,
and all went well for a while. Soon,
however, I failed to hear from Jessie and began to
feel a bit uneasy. When three weeks had passed
and still no letter, I wrote again asking why she did
not answer my letters. In due time I heard from
her stating that she had been afraid I didn't love
her and that she had been told I was engaged to
Daisy, and as Daisy would be the heir to the money
and property of her parents she felt sure my marriage
to Miss Hinshaw would be more agreeable
to me than would a marriage with her, who had
only a kind heart and willing mind to offer, so she
had on the first day of April married one whom she
felt was better suited to her impoverished condition.</p>
<p>Now, what she had done was, in her effort to
break off the prolonged courtship of the little fellow
referred to in the early part of this story (and who
was still working for three dollars a week), she had
commenced going with another—a cook forty-two
years of age, and had thought herself desperately
in love with him at the time. I had not even
written to Miss Hinshaw and knew nothing whatever
of any engagement. I was much downcast
for a time, and like some others who have been
jilted, I grew the least bit wicked in my thoughts,
and felt she would not find life all sunshine and
roses with her forty-two-year-old groom. Lots
of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</SPAN></span>
excitement was on around Megory and Calias,
and as I liked excitement, I soon forgot the matter.</p>
<div class="figcenter"><SPAN name="i192" name="i192"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/i192.jpg" alt="" /> <p class="ctext">Had put 280 acres under cultivation. <SPAN href="#Page_153">(Page 153.)</SPAN></p> </div>
<p>With the location of the land office in Megory
and its subsequent removal from east of the Missouri,
it was found there was only one building in
the town, outside of the banks, that contained a
vault, and a vault being necessary, it became expedient
for the commercial club to provide an
office that contained one. Two prosperous real-estate
dealers, whose office contained a vault,
readily turned over their building to the register
and receiver until the land office building, then
under construction, should be completed. A building
twenty-five by sixty feet was built in the street
just in front of the office, to be used as a temporary
map room, and to be moved away as soon as the
filing was over.</p>
<p>The holders of lucky numbers had been requested
to appear at a given hour on a certain day to offer
filings on Tipp county claims. By the time the
filing had commenced, the hotels of both towns
were filled, and tents covered all the vacant lots,
while one hundred and fifty or more autos, to be
hired at twenty-five dollars per day, did a rushing
business. The settlers seemed to be possessed of
abundant capital, and deposits in the local banks
increased out of all proportion to those of previous
times.</p>
<p>Besides the holders of numbers, hundreds of other
settlers, who had purchased land in Megory county,
were moving in at the same time, bringing stock,
machinery, household goods and plenty of money.
Those<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</SPAN></span>
were bountiful days for the locators and
land sharks.</p>
<p>When Megory county opened for settlement a
few years previous, it was found that the Indians
had taken practically all their allotments along the
streams, where wood and water were to be had.
The most of these allotments were on the Monca
bottom below Old Calias. In fact, they had taken
the entire valley that far up. The timber along
the creek was very small, being stunted from many
fires, and consisted mostly of cottonwood, elm,
box-elder, oak and ash. All but the oak and ash
being easily susceptible to dry rot, were unfit for
posts or anything except for shade and firewood.
This made the valley lands cheaper than the uplands.</p>
<p>The Indians were always selling and are yet,
what is furnished them by the government, for all
they can get. When given the money spends it as
quickly as he possibly can, buying fine horses, buggies,
whiskey, and what-not. Their only idea being that
it is to spend. The Sioux Indians, in my opinion,
are the wealthiest tribe. They owned at one time
the larger part of southern South Dakota and northern
Nebraska, and own a lot of it yet. Be it said,
however, it is simply because the government will
not allow them to sell.</p>
<p>The breeds near Old Calias were easily flattered,
and when the white people invited them to anything
they always came dressed in great regalia, but after
the settlers came there was not much inter-marrying,
such as there had been before. A family of
mixed-bloods by the name of Cutschall, owned
all<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</SPAN></span>
the land just south of Old Calias, in fact the site
where Calias had stood, was formerly the allotment
of a deceased son. The father, known as
old Tom Cutschall, was for years a landmark on
the creek.</p>
<p>Now and then Nicholson Brothers had invited
the Cutschalls to some of their social doings, which
made the Cutschalls feel exalted, and higher still,
when Ernest suggested he could get them a patent
for their land and then would buy it. This suited
Cutschalls dandy. Ernest offered seven thousand
dollars for the section, and they accepted. At that
time, by recommending the Indian to be a competent
citizen and able to care for himself, a patent would
be granted on proper recommendation, and Nicholson
Brothers attended to that and got Mrs. Cutschall
the patent. Tom, her husband, being a white
man, could not be allotted, and she had been given
the section as the head of the family. It is said
they spent the seven thousand dollars in one year.
The company of which the father of the Nicholson
Brothers was president made a loan of eight thousand
dollars on the land, and shortly afterward
they sold it for twenty-three thousand dollars.
The lots had brought more than one hundred
thousand dollars in Calias and were still selling, so
this placed the "Windy Nicholsons," as they had
been called by jealous Megoryites, in a position of
much importance, and they were by this time recognized
as men of no small ability.</p>
<p>Years before Megory county was opened to settlement,
many white men had drifted onto the reservation
and had engaged in ranching, and had in
the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</SPAN></span>
meantime married squaws. This appears to
have been done more by the French than any other
nationality, judging by the many French names
among the mixed-bloods. Among these were a
family by the name of Amoureaux, consisting of
four boys and several girls. The girls had all
married white men, and the little while Old Calias
was in existence, two of the boys, William and
George, used to go there often and were entertained
by the Nicholson Brothers with as much splendor
as Calias could afford. The Amoureaux were high
moguls in Little Crow society during the first two
years and everybody took off their hats to them.
They were called the "rich mixed-bloods," and were
engaged in ranching and owned great herds in Tipp
county. When they shipped it was by the trainloads.
The Amoureaux and the Colones, another
family of wealthy breeds, were married to white
women, and the husbands, as heads of families, held
a section of land and the children each held one
hundred and sixty acres.</p>
<p>Before the Nicholson Brothers had left Old
Calias and before they had reached the position
they now occupied, as I stated, they had shown the
Amoureaux a "good time." They did not have
much Indian blood in their veins, being what are
called quarter-breeds, having a French father and
a half-blood Indian mother, and were all fine looking.
George had seven children and the family
altogether had eleven quarter sections of land and
two thousand head of cattle, so there was no reason
why he should not have been the "big chief," but
so much society and paid-for notoriety had brought
about<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</SPAN></span>
a change to him and his brother. William,
who had always been a money-maker and a still
bigger spender, with the fine looks thrown in, had
shown like a skyrocket before bursting.</p>
<p>A rich Indian is something worth associating
with, but a poor one is of small note. The Amoureaux
spent so freely that in a few years they were
all in, down and out—had nothing but their allotments
left, and these the government would not
give patents to, the Colones had done likewise, and
together they had all moved into Tipp county.</p>
<p>Now there was another Amoureaux, the oldest
one of the boys, who like the others had "blowed
his roll," but happened to have an allotment in
the very picturesque valley of the Dog Ear, in Tipp
county, near the center of the county, and when a
bunch of promoters decided to lay out a town they
made a deal with Oliver, taking him into the company,
he furnishing the land and they the brains.
They laid out the site and began the town, naming
it "Amoureaux" in honor of the breed, which made
Oliver feel very big, indeed.</p>
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