Thursday, August 10, 2006

Adobe Walls (1874)

The Weird Aryan History Series - Lesson #44

The Battle of Adobe Walls
by Monty Rainey

In the pre-dawn hours of June 27, 1874, twenty-nine people (some accounts say twenty-eight) were in the town of Adobe Walls, a tiny settlement in the Texas Panhandle. This was little more than an abandoned outpost, where enterprising businessmen had attempted to re-kindle what had once been a small town and make a dollar off the buffalo hunters which were then a major industry. The settlement consisted of two stores, a blacksmith and a saloon.

Those present at Adobe Walls that night included James Hanrahan (the saloon owner), a twenty year-old drifter by the name of Bat Masterson, and a buffalo hunter named Billy Dixon. The only woman present was the wife of cook William Olds.

Around 2 a.m., the lodge pole, holding up the sod roof of the saloon gave way with a loud crack. The men in the saloon as well as the other inhabitants immediately set about repairing the damage. It was this act of Providence that caused the inhabitants of Adobe Walls to be wide awake when the dawn attack by Indians began. Just a few days before, Billy Dixon had ridden into the tiny settlement and told of the death of his two friends, Dudley and Williams. He recounted to the saloon patrons how the Comanches had propped their heads up so they could see what was happening to them. He told of how their tongues and ears and been cut off, then their testicles removed and stuffed into their mouths, before finally being sliced into ribbons and dying a slow, torturous death.

Now, as the men worked to repair the damaged roof, some 700 Plains Indians, mostly Cheyenne, Comanche and Kiowa, gathered nearby. The Indians were led by the Comanche war chief, Quanah Parker, the son of a captured white woman, Cynthia Ann Parker.

Since they were already awake, Billy Dixon and Jim Hanrahan decided to get an early start on the days buffalo hunting. Hanrahan sent Billy Ogg to retrieve the horses that were picketed at nearby Adobe Walls creek. Ogg saw the Indians emerge from the tree lined creek bank and ran back to the settlement to alert the others. About the time he arrived, Dixon spotted the Indians as well and fired a shot into the air.

At first, Dixon believed the Indians to be after the horses, but then realized the Indians were coming straight towards the settlement. Dixon and Ogg managed to join the several others who had sought refuge inside the walls of the saloon. Thus the surprise attack had failed. There were only two deaths in the initial attack, those of the Sadler brothers who were sleeping in their wagon. They were killed and scalped along with their dog who was killed and a patch of hide cut from the animal's side.

The initial attack very nearly carried the day. The buffalo hunters found themselves in a close quarter combat, where their buffalo long guns were all but useless. Miraculously, the inhabitants of Adobe Walls were able to stave off the onslaught of Indians with their pistols. Once the Indians had killed all of the animals, leaving their victims helpless to escape, they withdrew. The morning’s battle had resulted in 4 dead settlers and an unknown number of Indians. The bodies of fifteen warriors were found that were too close to the buildings for the Indians to have retrieved their bodies.

The next few hours saw the battle waged with rifle fire, which was to the buffalo hunters’ advantage. The Indians had moved far enough away from the settlement to allow the nine men at Hanrahan’s saloon to send two men to Rath’s store to resupply their depleted ammo.

Quanah Parker’s medicine man, Esa-Tai, (literal name, coyote dung) was largely responsible for the attack. The crazed medicine man has convinced Parker of their invincibility for the attack. The attacks were sporadic thereafter and on what is believed to have been the fourth day of siege, a small group of Indians had ventured to the edge of distant ridge to plan their next attack. Billy Dixon caught sight of them and asked Bat Masterson to hand him his Sharps 50 caliber. The inhabitants laughed at Dixon, exclaiming, “They’re a mile away!” Dixon drew down his aim, squeezed the trigger and watched Esa-Tai, the medicine man, fall from his mount. It was this act that caused the Indians to determine they could not compete with such weapons and they withdrew from the fray.

Two weeks later, a team of US Army surveyors would determine the distance of Dixon’s famed shot to be 1,538 yards, or nine-tenths of a mile. Billy Dixon later gave up buffalo hunting and became a scout for the US Army. As a scout at the “Buffalo Wallow Fight” Dixon would earn the Congressional Medal of Honor. In 1893, he retired and built a home on the Adobe Walls site. He died there on March 9, 1913 at the age of 63.

On the fifth day, more than 100 men arrived at Adobe Walls. The Indians never returned. The main significance of this fight is that it led to the Red River War of 1874 – 75, which resulted in the final relocation of the Southern Plains Indians into reservation in what is now Oklahoma.


Blogger Heimdahl said...

Yes, interesting story, although Billy Dixon was the first to admit it was a lucky shot.

As an aside, the model 1874 Sharps rifles are still being made by the Shiloh Sharps Co. Country singer Hank Williams Jr has a shooting veranda behind his Montana ranchhouse, and has a life-size buffalo profile made from heavy steel plate hanging from a inverted "U" shaped mount 956 yards away. He and his guests regularly shoot at and usually hit the big steel plate with their Sharps rifles.

As another aside, an "egghead" at the gov's White Sands test site near Adobe Walls did not think that a 50-90 Sharps would shoot the 1538 yards of the Dixon shot, and about 2001 invited the owner of Shiloh Sharps to bring one of his rifles down and test it. Turned out the bullet fired at the optimum angle would shoot 3600+ yards. Then another engineer did some calculations, suggested a certain angle of fire, and the bullet hit less than 2 feet away from the aimpoint at the 1538 yards of the Dixon shot.
The particular engineer with doubts must be to engineering what the incompetant ridiculous jew Franz Boas is to Anthropology, ha ha.

1:41 PM  
Anonymous Dave Lanara said...

I shot at Hank Williams range, using an original Sharps 50-70 conversion carbine. After several adjustments, the carbine sight was set at 750 yards and I made consistant hits on that 1000 gong. Most fun I ever had! Never underestimate the ability of a Sharps

Dave Lanara

10:20 PM  

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