The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 66, July 1962 - April, 1963 Page: 562

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of an hour was called to get up the straggling prisoners to be counted;
I used this short time to get a sleep, perhaps those in advance did the
same. As soon as it was ascertained that we had [not] escaped we were
ordered forward again. Towards noon we passed the Dead Man's Lake,
which at this season was perfectly dry. The coldness of the weather
and having nothing to eat, prevented that thirst, which in a warmer
season would have been insufferable.
During that day's journey I was fortunate enough to get some few
drinks from our guards canteens, being so young they pitied me, and
on my entreaty they allowed me to quench somewhat my thirst.
Before noon I showed one of the guards a sun-glass, the only thing
I had which escaped the search which we had to undergo. I explained
to the Mexican how with its power he could get his spunk aglow to
light his cigarette. All the Mexicans carry flint, steel and spunk with
them and a pouch of tobacco to make their cigarettes as they go along.
This idea of lighting spunk with a glass was novel to him. I told
him I would give it to him if he would let me ride, to which [he]
agreed and dismounted from his horse. He then got in conversation
with his comrades and I took advantage of it and got a long ways
ahead of them, and by this means I obtained at least a six hour ride
before he overtook me, but he was not angry. This rest helped me
very much.
Some time towards evening, a feeble old man who took out with
the expedition a small lot of goods, and the same man, who while
at Camp Resolution, while on guard was shot by an Indian through
the fleshy part of the thigh, this man, Golpin,"' offered his only shirt
to a guard to let him ride; Golpin was already in the rear, and this
exchange and getting on the horse still threw him further back, and
Salezar, not wanting to be troubled with such a feeble man to hinder
our progress, ordered him to be shot. Golpin was a kind, inoffensive
man. How horrible was this wanton act of barbarityl Then he was
stripped of his clothes, his ears cut off, and his body left lying by
the roadside.
After dusk a halt was ordered, for a rest, for our guards and their
horses needed rest to proceed further. Long before daybreak we were
ordered to resume our march again. That night was fearful cold, some
of our men could not sleep on account of it, only the weaker portion
of us, totally broken down, slept. After we started again our guards
offered us rides, they being so cold they wanted to warm themselves
by walking, but few accepted the offer for the same reason.
We had not travelled very far, before we passed the two wagons
"Amos A. Golpin of Mississippi, a small merchant, was not the man shot by
a Kiowa.


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