---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Kimball, Solomon F.
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tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 12
number: 12
published: 1909-10
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Solomon F. Kimball, "The Relief of Circleville," *Improvement Era* 12, no. 12 (October 1909): 945–954.'
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  identifier: improvementera12012unse
start_page: 945
end_page: 954
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  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera12012unse
  publication_year: 1909
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# The Relief of Circleville

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THE RELIEF OF CIRCLEVILLE.
BY SOLOMON F. KIMBALL, AUTHOR OF "THRILLING EXPERIENCES."


    In 1865, Black Hawk, a renegade Ute chief, gathered around
him about forty of the most turbulent savages that could be found
in   Southern Utah, and commenced a warfare against the border
settlements of that part of the territory that cost the people not
less than fifteen hundred   thousand dollars.
     The majority of the people in these settlements were from the
old countries, and unacquainted with the ways of the wicked wild




                                                  Photo by C. W. Carter.
                            SALT LAKE CITY,
             Looking North from the Theatre.   Taken   in   1866.

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946                      IMPROVEMENT ERA.

men of the west.         Whenever a favorable opportunity presented
itself,   these thievish redskins would swoop down upon the settlers,
driving away their most valuable stock.      Before winter fairly set
in,   they captured nearly two thousand head, besides killing about
fifty men,  women and children.
       Up to that time no organized movement had been made against




                              THE SCOUT.

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THE RELIEF OF C1RGLEVILLE.                                     947

them, which, of course, gave encouragement to other bloodthirsty
savages, and by the time winter broke up, Black Hawk's force had
increased to upwards of three hundred men.                  The settlers of San-
pete, Sevier and        Piute counties became alarmed, finding them-
selves unable to        cope with so formidable         a    foe,   consequently
they called upon the authorities at Salt Lake City for help.
        In those days    men were     called   upon missions        to   fight   the
Indians as they are now to preach the gospel to the nations of the
earth.     Their names were read from the stand and they were sus-
tained by the people.       Two companies of "minute men," composed




                           A CAMP OF THE SIOUX
              A Peaceful Oasis, hill-begirt, in the Prairie Country.

mostly of Indian war veterans, were soon mustered into service,
Utah     and Salt Lake       counties each furnishing           their quota       of
men.
       On May 1, 1866, in        a   drenching rainstorm, the Salt Lake
boys, under Col. Heber P. Kimball and Major John Clark, left for
the seat of war.        Three days later they camped for the night
near a small stream, between Fountain Green and Moroni.                          The
night     was as dark as pitch and the rain came down                      in    tor-
rents.
       Early next morning one of the camp guards discovered a dead

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948                   IMPROVEMENT ERA.

Indian in the creek, a few yards above the camp.             It proved to      be
Chief Sanpitch who,     in   a skirmish with the Sanpete boys a few
days before, had been wounded, but had managed to get to this
place before he died.        He was an own brother        to the notorious
Walker, king of the Ute nation, who died in 1855.
      That evening Col. Kimball,      with his    company of cavalry,
reached Manti, reported to General Warren S. Snow,          who was
anxiously awaiting his coming.      The Indians were committing all
kinds of depredations in every direction, and the settlers along the
Sevier river, when last heard from, were in desperate straits.               Gen-
                                        eral William B.Pace, who was
                                        in command of the Utah coun-

                                        ty boys, had not arrived, but
                                        he and the boys were on their
                                        way to the front just as rap-
                                        idly as     good          horses    could
                                        carry them.
                                                Colonel Kimball had al-
                                        ready divided his forces, leav-
                                        ing forty       men with            Major
                                        Clark to guard the                 smaller
                                        settlements in Sanpete coun-
                                        ty,     while   he        and   General
                                        Snow,      with      the     remaining
                                        twenty-five       men, pushed to
                                        the relief      of    Circleville,     on
                                        the     head waters of the Se-
                                        vier.      They started on this
                                        hazardous journey, reaching
                                        Gunnison late on the same
                                        day of their departure.               The
                                        people of that place were al-
                                        most      panic-stricken.             The
                                        Indians     had      plundered         the
                                        poor people          of    Salina until
          The Medicine Man.
                                        they were compelled to                flee

to Gunnison for their lives, leaving practically          all     their earthly
possessions behind.

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THE RELIEF OF CIRCLEVILLE.                                                                 949

        After leaving Gunnison, not a living soul was seen by                                                  the
boys until they reached Richfield.                          The Indians had killed two men
at this place, on the afternoon of the boys' arrival, and the same
day a family in a light wagon, who undertook to cross the                                                     river
south of Richfield, were carried down stream never to                                                  be seen
again.     The people were                all    excited                 and wondering what was
coming next.     The following day the Kimball party forded the
river at the same place where
the family was drowned, there-                        1
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by taking desperate chances,
as the river was a raging tor-                                                    t*~




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rent.
        Two     days      later      they                                B
reached the crossing at Ma-
rysvale, but found no bridge,
and not even timber to make
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a raft.       Three of the tough-                                H
est boys in the
ped themselves to the
                        crowd strip-


tied their clothing on the top
                                     skin,
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of their heads, plunged into
the
swam
        turbulent
          to    the
                       torrent,
                        other
They were not long in build-
                                      and
                                     side.
                                                                                        $r
ing a raft, which was pulled
backwards and forwards                    a-

cross the raging river, until
                                   Three Belles of the Ute Nation.
their outfit was safely landed
on the other side. Then their poor, shivering animals were driven
into the treacherous stream, one of                             them nearly drowning before
it   reached the other side.
       The party remained at Marysvale one night, enjoying a needed
rest for both men and beasts.                         Everything was found just as the
panic-stricken         people       had        left       it.        Pigs were rooting                 around,
there were plenty              of   chickens,             lots        of fresh eggs, and none to
molest or make afraid.                And oh! what a feast the boys                                    did have
that night, after working hard all day in a                                       blinding snowstorm.
That was the           first    night that singing                           was heard          in   camp since
they left      home.

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950                       IMPROVEMENT ERA.

     On the 11th day of May they reached the stricken
town of Circleville, which they had started out to relieve.    It
had stormed nearly every day up to that time, and the roads most
of the   way were well-nigh       impassable.         The "minute men" had
turned their backs upon their own home affairs, and had traveled
nearly three hundred miles to rescue a plundered people who were
                                                        passing through un-
                                                        told torments of fear.
                                                        The          Indians      had
                                                        stripped them of al-
                                                        most everything. It
                                                        was dreadful to be-
                                                        hold aged men, wo-
                                                        men and handsome
                                                        young ladies, bare-
                                                        footed,         and      with
                                                        hardly enough cloth-
                                                        ing     to     cover their
                                                        nakedness.             They
                                                        had been living on
                                                        cracked wheat for
                                                        months, and on ac-
                                                        count of fear of the
                                                        Indians had scarcely
                                                        enough wood to build
                                                        their        fires.    They
                                                        were         destitute     of
                                                        every thing, and com-
                                                        pletely broken         down
              HEBER P. KIMBALL,
                                                        in spirits.      When the
                                                        rescuing party came
Born Kirtland, Ohio, June 1, 1835; died February 8,
    1885.   Son of Heber C. and Vilate Kimball.         in sight, they threw

                                                        up their hands and
wept for joy.
      The people from the su-rounding settlements, had gathered to
this place for mutual protection, and they must have numbered one
hundred. A few days before the "minute men" arrived, there were
a number of Indians camped nearby who pretended to be friends to

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THE RELIEF OF CIRCLEVILLE.                   951


the settlers, but who were spies.    They had killed one man and
wounded another who had managed to escape.       The people were
so enraged at this that they made short work of the nine rene-
gades who committed the treacherous act.
     The first move that Colonel Kimball made was to assist the
poor settlers in rounding up what few horses and cattle the In-
dians had left. After
this had been accom-
plished, the      men of
Circleville hitched up
their teams and drove
to   Beaver for sup-
plies, while the Salt

Lake boys guarded
their     families.      It

took just two weeks
to   make" the     round
trip to Beaver.

        While their hus-
bands,     fathers     and
brothers were gone,
the women folks, to
show their apprecia-
tion of the great sac-
rifices   which the Salt
Lake boys had made
for their sakes, dec-
orated      the   school-
house and         gave    a
very      creditable en-                         JOHN CLARK.
tertainment,          which
was greatly appreciated by the boys. To help matters along, Lieuten-
ant Seymour B. Young, James Hague and others sang, "In Our
Leaky Tents," lines written by Joseph (ioddard, while a blinding
blizzard was sweeping over Circle valley. The first verse and chorus
ran to the tune, "Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!"

                              In our leaky tents we sit,
                              Thinking of the good old times,

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952                   IMPROVEMENT ERA.
                       That in Salt Lake City
                               We have spent so gay;
                       And our hearts grow sad to think
                               Of the long time we'll be gone
                      From our dear old homes
                        And friends so far away.

                  Chorus   :




                      Snow! Hail! Rain!
                           And windy weather,
                      Pelting on our weather-beaten forms,
                    Till it seems to     us that winter
                      With its white robes has set in,
                    And we have to bear the brunt
                      Of wintry storms.

      After faithfully performing the missions to which they had
been called, Col. Heber P. Kimball's rescuing party bade farewell to
                                            the good people of Circleville.
                                            The call was made for forty days,
                                            and     by    forced   marches they
                                            would be able to reach Salt Lake
                                            City    within     that time.         They
                                            paid their own expenses and fur-
                                            nished their own outfit besides.
                                                   Six days later, they reached
                                            Manti,       and    found    conditions
                                            theremuch worse, if possible,
                                            than when they left.   Black
                                            Hawk had renewed his energies,
                                            and everything seemed to be in
                                            a chaotic condition.        The Indians
                                            were     raiding     the    settlements
                                            in every      direction,    killing    tbe
   LIEUT.   SEYMOUR B. YOUNG.
                                            settlers,     and running      off large

herds of stock.   Instructions from headquarters awaited Col. Kim-
ball at Manti, ordering him to remain in the field another forty days,

or until reinforcements could be sent to take his place.                 Without a
murmur the boys, observing the situation, complied with the order
and went to work with a vim.
      Black Hawk proved to be very much of                 a strategist in many

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THE RELIEF OF C1RCLEV1LLE.                       953


respects.        Sometimes he would divide     his   warriors into two or
three     different bands and then   raid   the settlements in diffeient
parts of the country all about the same time.         His warriors would
gather what stock could be found, and make a break for the moun-
tains.     At night his picket guards built signal fires on the tops of
mountains, keeping their comrades in the field well posted on every
important movement
made by the "min-
ute men."   In this
way the    Indians
gained       advantages
over the boys that
were almost         inval-
uable.
       The boys were
on    the jump night
and day, living        on
anything and every-
thing       they    could
secure.       Most     of
their time was spent
in    chasing savages
over a country that
the      Indians    knew
much      more      about
than they did.         On
one      occasion    they
followed a band        of
fleeing     redskins
nearly     three     hun-
dred miles over the                         JAMES HAGUE,
worst      country     in             Born January 28, 1844.
southeastern        Utah.
     They remained in the thickest of the fight for ninety days.
Reaching home, they and their poor animals looked as if they had
been drawn through a knot hole. The boys were then lined up in
front of the Court House, where President Brigham Young and
other dignitaries, with deep emotion and grateful hearts, welcomed

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954                            IMPROVEMENT ERA

them home. The boys were so reduced in flesh, and their clothing
was so badly worn and torn that their own parents hardly knew
them.    One of the boys was missing, having been killed by the
Indians, and two of them had been wounded.
                                                                  These early
                                                             guardsmen certainly
                                                             deserve great credit
                                                             for the efforts which
                                                             they         put     forth   to
                                                             protect        the     strug-
                                                             gling pioneers.              If,
                                                             as      is    now      almost
                                                             certain,       those      who
                                                             remain shall receive
                                                             any      financial       a i d
                                                             from our country, it
                                                             is   clearly not unde-
                                                             served.            No emolu-
                                                             ments of a financial
                                                             nature         can      repay
                                                             them for the            sacri-
                                                             fices        which       they
                                                             gladly made.             They
                                                             should be held in re-
                                                             membrance             by the
                                                             younger            citizens of
                                                             our great       common-
                     JOSEPH GODDAKD,
                                                             wealth        who are en-
                                                             joying not           only the
                     Born April 5, 1843.
                                                             ripe fruits          of their
labors, but also the rewards of the struggles and achievements of
the     pioneers whom they so nobly protected.

Salt Lake City, Utah.




       Be a cheerful climber!     Cheer spells confidence,   confidence spells success.
Men who succeed are cheerful        Gloom is trouble, and trouble, failure.        Men who
fail   are gloomy.    Be a cheerful climber!
