Into the West

"When in disgrace "
with fortune in men's eyes,
"I all alone be weep my outcast state, "
and trouble deaf heaven
"with my bootless cries,

desiring this man's art,
and that man's scope.

What do you say now, mr. Wheeler?
Do you still think this craze,
as you call it, is dying out?
Well, I have put up with
quite enough of this lunacy,

and I intend to do something about it.
Duffy, take this down.
To the commissioner of
indian affairs in washington,

wild indians are dancing,
and cannot be induced to stop.

The ghost dance has now
assumed such proportions,

both in the number, and
the spirit of the adherents,

that it is entirely beyond the control
of the agent and the police force,

who are openly defied by the dancers.
The employees and the government
property of this agency

has no protection,
and we are at the mercy of these dancers.
We need protection, and we need it now.
This agent suggests sending
a body of troops sufficient

to arrest the leaders therein,
and imprison them,
and disarm the balance of the reservation.

Nothing short of a thousand troops,
backed by the proper artillery,
will stop the proliferation
of this diabolical dance.