The Indians at Red Cloud agency having heard of his coming, had congregated about the fort, and when we arrived with Crazy Horse, the pendemonium and excitement that followed I shall never forget. To begin with the followers of Crazy Horse grew excited over the exultation of the Ogallalas, Brules and members of Little Bad Man's party and prepared for battle. This was the signal for counter hostilities on the part of the friendly Sioux, who hegan stripping their clothing for fight.

Crazy Horse was taken to the adjutant's office, where the officer of the day, Captain Kinnington, and his enemy. Little Bad Man, started with him to the guard house, about two hundred and fifty feet distant. He bucked so hard that they had their hands full getting him over to this building. It was then sundown and the space between the guardhouse and the office was filled with Indians, soldiers and the guard, who with fixed bayonets were stationed there to prevent any one from getting in the way of the two men and their recalcitrant prisoner. Just as they entered the prison, Crazy Horse caught sight of the grated bars and iron doors of the cell he was to occupy, and with one supreme effort threw Kinnington in one direction and Little Bad Man in another. As he did so he drew a long butcher knife from up his sleeves and attacked Little Bad Man, cutting him on the wrist. The latter was game, and, grasping Crazy Horse by the arms, the two struggled for the mastery out through the door and into the alleyway between the prison and the office. The guard formed a circle around the two men as they struggled while Kinnington was trying every way he could to get some one to part the two men and secure Crazy Horse.