Union Soldier in Photograph – “I was a dispatch rider carrying an important note to Oklahoma’s main fort, when I stumbled upon a cloaked man in a flamboyant hat kneeling over what appeared to be a man’s body. ‘A veteran – Union,’ the man specified, without my understanding, until he added, ‘Scalped…by an Injun.’
· Photographer – “I was so fortunate this day to stumble upon a dead man’s body, which I could photograph. So fortuitous an encounter, that I had everything at hand while in route to the City. I had the bystanders move the body and pose a bit more dramatically for me, of course, but to such a robust result.”
· Observer: a Young Boy – “I saw him – the man – riding over that Indian burial ground – drunk as hell – cursing them Injuns as they dug a fresh grave. That lead one – Bronco, I think was his name – did not even hesitate to grab that pitiful swaggard off his horse and peel his scalp clean off with the edge of a vintage Bouie knife he had inherited from various wars of the past. I should know of course…’cause I’m a local.”
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