Thursday, July 4, 2013
2013 4th of July Parade in Ennis Montana
Forth of July Parade in my little town of Ennis, Montana. Hope you enjoy this video.
Since this is the July 4th weekend, I thought I would share this account of the Independence Day celebration at Camp Sheridan in 1879 written by Fanny Corbusier, the post surgeon's wife.
"We celebrated the Fourth of July 1879, as had never done before in that country. We invited the officers and soldiers at Fort Robinson; Dr. McGillycuddy, the Agent at Pine Ridge, and his employees; the Indians, among whom were Red Cloud were American Horse, Young Man Afraid, Three Bears, Long Dog and Red Dog, and the men on the cattle ranges about us. Great roasts of beef, dozens of loaves of bread, pot after pot of coffee, large kettles of soup, which was almost a stew, were prepared for the Indians. After we finished our dinner, finding the chiefs on the gallery, we had them come in for ice cream and cake. When asked if they wanted anything more they pointed to the chicken and beef. These we gave them and then they asked for soup, with which they finished their meal. They had already gorged themselves to the apparent limit, but it would not have been good form for the to leave until they had consumed everything in sight. After dinner the program for the day was continued, A three mile hurdle race came next, and Long Dog, who came in first, as he sank down on the grass said, "No run good today, heap eat dinner doctor's house"--or words to that effect. He came in far, far ahead of all the others, but had not understood that he must jump the hurdles. Besides foot and horse races, there were wheel-barrow and sack races, climbing a greased pole, catching a greased pig and a tug of war. This latter was the cowboys against the soldiers, who could not move the former after they had dug the big rowels of their spurs into the ground, and the soldiers finally gave in. We had prizes for the winners and had to make up a special purse for Long Dog. At night there were fireworks followed by minstrels given by the enlisted men. Many of our soldiers were Irish, and their rich brogue mingled with fine voices, made the old, old songs the more beautiful. The show was followed by a dance in which the squaws did the best they knew how, but the supper afterwards, was to them a grand success. After again eating all they could, they gathered and carried away in their shirts and blankets, every scrap that was left. It did not seem possible that human beings could eat so much. Some of the cowboys had ridden eighty miles to celebrate the Fourth and pronounced it the best day of their lives, as they had never seen such sports before."