The officers were riding in order, a little in advance of their respective companies. I had lost sight of Watson and thinking that I could make my horse go faster by mounting, I did so. Their management level is C-Level. Peter Thompson was an American who put his life on the line for his comrades and his country -- and received the Medal of Honor for his valor -- but that hasn't stopped America from turning him into non-person in order to preserve its cherished, comfortable self-deceptions. Few of them returned but they had accomplished their object. ", After the Battle of the Little Bighorn, Thompson "participated in the Northern Cheyenne Campaigh 1878 Honorable Discharge 1880 Homesteaded Alzada, Montana 1890 Married September 21 1904 to Ruth Boicourt, two children, Susan and Peter Jr. Thomson is the U.N. Secretary-General's special envoy for the ocean. The commotion in the village had subsided; the signs of life were few; it appeared to me that it was deserted, so quiet and deathlike was the stillness. I discovered a pool of blood a short distance from him which had come from a terrible wound in his leg. In New York, convicted murderers Timothy A. Vail and Timothy G. Morgan escaped from Elmira State Penitentiary in July 2003; both were recaptured in two days. Najmrodzki was a famous robber and thief, known for escaping 29 times from the prison and the authorities. All urging on my part was useless. The detail of Company F which was sent to investigate the teepee, now passed by us on their way to the front with the report that it contained a dead Indian and such articles as were deemed necessary for him on his journey to the "Happy Hunting Ground.". Custer was mounted on his sorrel horse and it being a very hot day he was in his shirt sleeves; his buckskin pants tucked into his boots; his buckskin shirt fastened to the rear of his saddle; and a broad brimmed cream colored hat on his head, the brim of which was turned up on the right side and fastened by a small hook and eye to its crown. We managed to secret ourselves in a bend of the river, which turned like the letter S, and gave us running water on three sides of us. In all probability he had outrun them. Although that company had entered the fight with General Custer, there were a few who had been detailed to the pack train. There was no straggling; they went together, neck and neck, their tails streaming in the wind, and the riders arms gleaming in the sunlight. We concluded to seek some sheltered nook to cover ourselves from the extreme heat of the sun, and to wait until the Indians had quieted down for they were beginning to be like a swarm of bees. After aiming at me for a few seconds, they slid off their ponies and sneaked after the other three. But beyond and on a higher elevation than on which I stood was a pillar of rocks, which I thought might afford me a means of defense. The sight of this increased our courage. Then others may ask why we did not go sooner. Eight inmates charged with violent crimes, Lance Battreal, Charles Smith, and Mark Booher escaped from a. But our men were still on the alert. He escaped two times with a helicopter. James Bennett] whom to know was to respect. Weir. Drawing my revolver, I made ready to defend myself. Two accomplices of Palaiokostas hijacked a sight-seeing helicopter and forced the pilot to fly to the prison where Palaiokostas was being held. Daniel Kanipe] of our company. The noise they made resembled the howling of a coyote and the squealing of a cat. I asked him to attend to me when he had time to do so. I made my way slowly over the small place in which we huddled together and was very pleased to see some of the men stretching canvas over the wounded and dying. One young man had the courage of a lion. One party of Indians were dashing down the river; others were rushing toward the upper end of the village. He had his gun in his hand and his eyes fixed on the grove of timber across the river watching for the enemy. A person could make his way around with a little more comfort, but how long this would continue was impossible to tell. Most wanted criminal in France in 2013. We thought we would have time enough to fortify ourselves before the light of another day appeared. Watson said he saw that the stirrup strap was broken off and Jackson without any hat, presented a wild appearance. He manage to escape from Pretoria prison with five others in December 1997. It was a grand sight to see those men charging down upon the village of their enemies, who outnumbered them many times. ", And Custer was riding ahead of his men with scout Fred Gerard minutes before Reno's attack when he encountered a group of Seventh Cavalry scouts at the "Lone Tepee." I made up my mind to climb to the top of the bank and let drive at our painted friend. We felt we were discovered. It did not take me long to reach the top of the bluff, where I got a glimpse of the village, the river and the mouth of the ravine. We discovered each other about the same time. Fortunately I was not armed or I would have committed an act that I would have been sorry for afterwards. I asked Watson to hand me his hat and I would fill it with water for him and he did so. I thought that my time for acting had again arrived and that I had better seek other quarters, so I determined that I would try to reach the trail where it made a turn toward the river. Ladies and Gentlemen, Greetings to one and all. Custer had done so repeatedly on the Seventh Cavalry's approach to the Little Bighorn. The well formed ranks of the cavalry did fearful execution, for every time the soldiers fired I could see ponies and riders tumbling in the dust, I could also see riderless ponies racing away in every direction as if anxious to get away from such a frightful scene. Fifeshire, Scotland. I knew I would have to act quickly if I was to save my life, so dismounting from my horse, which had carried me so many miles, I dashed down into the ravine toward the bushes; but the sudden flight of a flock of birds from that point caused me to turn aside and I made a bee line for the pillar of rocks above me. Here, there, and everywhere he thought he was needed. But if we were not wounded in our bodies we were in our feelings. When he saw that I was fully awake, he told me I would have to render some assistance at the head of the ravine up which the Indians were trying to sneak. The firing in the direction of the battlefield had just now ceased, showing this act of the tragedy was ended. He escaped by crawling through a ventilation duct. I thought my time had surely come; It was too late to retreat. We were ever on the alert, but could see very little on account of the underbrush. Thomas McDougall] Sargeant Knipe then told me that my horse had been found and was in charge of Fitzgerald, the horse farrier. But he never moved. The Indian threw up his hands and fell with his head between the legs of his pony. At this point the trail was washed very badly on both sides as it descended towards the river. Being in our present predicament, we were utterly powerless to help as we wished we could. I knew I could travel with greater ease if I left the kettle behind, so I placed it between my knees and soon transferred the water from it to the canteens. The following is a list of historically famous prison escapes, and of people who escaped multiple times: There have been many infamous escapes throughout history: Merrill, Anthony. After getting everything in shape, I started on the run. On looking him over I could see the reason for his sitting and watching as he did. "Sporting Life," July 12, 1972-February 1, 1973. [Note: this was clearly the slow part of the troop -- Sgt. I wondered whether it would be safe to stop long enough to put the water into the canteens, as the fire of the Indians seemed to come from a bend in the bank, a short distance from the mouth of the ravine on this side of the river. The noise gradually became louder and louder until it became indescribably and almost unbearable to the ears of civilized persons. "Of approximately 210 men," writes Bray, "only one would survive the next hour. The first two were John Fitzgerald and John Brennan, whose tired mounts faultered so much that they "turned their horses toward the rear when they had gone two miles beyond the lone teepee," according to Thompson, whose horse was the next to go down. I was disappointed with my place of defense. While packing my ammunition in order to carry it easily, I glanced up in the direction I had to go, and for the .life of me, I could not see how I could possibly get there alive for the bullets of the Indians were ploughing up the sand and gravel in every direction; but it was my duty to go. This caused me some surprise, as I knew he had lost a great deal of blood which is almost invariably followed by great thirst. Sumas, WA 98295 We wondered why none of his staff were with him. Lucky indeed was that soldier who died when he was first shot, for what mercy could he expect from a Sioux. During a 2 hour window of opportunity, Peter Thomson broke out from the education wing onto the grounds and promptly made his way over the prison wall. 2. A short distance below I saw several cavalry men who were soon joined by others, eleven in all; a slim force indeed to clean out the ravine held by so many Indians, but they were resolute men. There are 600+ professionals named "Peter Thomson", who use LinkedIn to exchange information, ideas, and opportunities. Wherever duty called him, whatever the danger might be, he was always at his post. In fact, however, there is far, far more truth in Thompson's tale than Camp or conventional wisdom has been willing to accept. I soon turned the bend of the ravine, but no signs of them did I see. Powell later died of his injuries in an Oklahoma City hospital three days later. He did not need a second bidding, neither did he dismount in military style, but more like a frog landing with feet and hands in the water at the same time. The three men were arrested a couple of weeks later and returned to the same facility. "The Common Discourse of the Whole Nation: Jack Sheppard and the Art of Escape", in. The noise in the village was as great as ever, which told us that the Indians still held it. The forces under Major Reno, at the time we stepped into the trail, were six companies of the left wing and one company of the right, namely Company B under the command of Capt. Tom Custer and other Seventh Cavalry troopers riding across the river in the moonlight, but it turned out to be Indians in captured Army uniforms.]. I asked him how he received his wound. Peter Thompson at the Little Bighorn Map. I started down the ravine but halted f or I f ound I had not my belt in which I usually carried my pistol having given it to one of my comrades. I then asked Watson if that did not account for Custer's presence away from his command. He was lying on his face so still that I thought he was dead. As I strolled around, I could see something of the horrors of our position. We had been two hours and a half in our concealment in the bend of the river watching the fight between Custer and the Indians. Watson took hold of the sleeve of my coat and pulled me down urging me to be careful, as the Indians might see me and called my attention to the village which was in a perfect state of turmoil. After the volley was past, it was a wonder to me how I had escaped. We reached the fording place as soon as possible, but all signs of Custer were gone. The officers hearing those bugles sound ordered our buglers to sound certain calls and waited to see if they would be answered. While meditating upon the combination of circumstances which had brought me into this unhappy condition, I looked ahead and saw Watson, but was unable to overtake him slow as he was going. He seemed to come to one conclusion, and that was that the 7th Cavalry was going to be whipped. With a cry of rage he drew his revolver from beneath his overcoat and taking aim at me he told me to skip or he would put a hole through me. With open ears and eyes I awaited their coming. Where we made our stand there was nothing but sand, gravel, and a little sagebrush. The other two brought their guns to their shoulders and aimed at me. THISEYE-WITNESS account of the Battle of the Little Bighorn by Seventh Cavalry Private Peter Thompson is one of the three great Lost Texts -- or perhaps I should say, Ignored Texts -- of the Little Bighorn eye-witness canon (the others are the accounts of White Cow Bull and Pretty Shield). When we came to the fording place, we found that the water was rushing very rapidly. Nicknamed by some as the "King of Kalashnikovs". He came to the same conclusion. A peculiar accident happened to a man lying next to me, sheltered by a cracker box and talking in a cheerful manner about the probabilities of us getting out of our present difficulty, when a ball came crashing through the box hitting him and killing him instantly. In 1994 Arthur Rudy Martinez, an inmate serving a life sentence after being convicted of numerous rapes and robberies, escaped from a Washington State prison and eluded capture for nearly two decades. He released my hand and seemed satisfied and then I began to realize what the promise I had made meant. Michael P. Madden] the wounded man I had just left, watched me with great interest. The cavalry dashed into the village where one of the noncommissioned officers halted and struck up the company's guidon alongside of a teepee before he was shot from his horse. I knew it was useless for me to try to avoid being seen so I depended on my ability to escape the bullets of the Indians. Passing the ford on the run, we came to some underbrush; when we slowed down to a walk. There were others also in the same fix. OK, WHO WAS the Crow scout Thompson and Custer apparenlty caught mid-murder and/or rape? Watson asked him what was the matter. In November 1987 Peter Thomson aged 19 at the time escaped from Winchester Prison. Looking to see where the water was deepest, I made a few leaps which landed me in the water with a loud splash. P.O. The squaws and papooses now kept howling without intermission. [Note: the accounts of Arikara scouts Soldier and an Anonymous Ree Scout both reported seeing Seventh Cavalry troopers kicking their downed horses just before the battle was about to begin.] My answer is, a sense of duty, and love for our comrades in arms. I knew then they were some of the hostiles we were after. Custer was well versed in several Indian languages. Can this be true? No doubt they were coming this way in order to enter the village by the ford. meaning Indian Department. The Indians were able to occupy every available position afforded by nature on account of their numbers. Confident this will flow on to benefits for SDG14 & Ocean biodiversity. There was but one gasp and all was still. Is this "impossible"? 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