The ouch isn't from me, but rather from the subject of today's story. At least, I'll bet he said ouch!
In my opinion, this ol' boy had the worse luck you could imagine, but still lived to tell the tale! Pretty amazing stuff!
Still, this was the West, where boys were men, and men kept moving.
Despite his loss, McGee joined up with a wagon train heading through
western Kansas. That’s when he ran straight into a group of Brule Sioux.
While we don’t want to spread the stereotype that all Native Americans took scalps,
this bunch certainly did. Led by Chief Little Turtle, the gang wiped
out every settler but two—an unknown boy and Robert McGee. And for some
sick reason, the chief wanted to personally torture Robert.
It was 1864, and young Robert McGee was having a terrible year. His
family had packed their bags and started moseying west, only things
didn’t work out as they’d hoped. McGee’s parents met their end during
the journey, leaving the 13-year-old an orphan.
After shooting the kid in the back with his rifle, Little Turtle put two arrows in McGee for good measure. Then the chief pulled out his knife and went to work on the back of McGee’s head, hacking off 400 square centimeters (64 sq in) of skin. As the chief walked off with his trophy, his cronies stabbed McGee with a collection of pointy knives and spears. McGee was conscious the entire time.
Miraculously, the young teen survived. A group of cavalrymen found McGee and the other child on the prairie and rushed them to a nearby fort. Though the nameless kid soon died, McGee lived until at least 1890, when he posed for a cameraman and told his awful tale to a reporter. Considering he had the top of his head shaved off, he didn’t look half bad.
Considering all the bad times he went through, the man doesn't look all that bad! I'd say he was a tough old bird!
Coffee out on the patio this morning!