ISBN: 978--593-31815-7. Hardcover. He told me he had gone to the river for water and when he was coming up from the bed of the river with two kettles filled with water, a volley had been fired at him, one of the bullets hitting him and breaking his leg below the knee, the others riddling his kettles. 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. I made my way as rapidly as possible toward the bank of the river. On looking him over I could see the reason for his sitting and watching as he did. James Bennett] whom to know was to respect. The firing on the part of the Indians was very brisk at intervals. The men only fired where they thought they were going to do execution. Benteen standing by my side. The. I knew then they were some of the hostiles we were after. Authored the narrative, "Custer's Last Fight, The Experience of a Private in the Custer Massacre" Died December 3, 1928, Veterans Home, Hot Springs, SD, buried at Lead, SD.". He cast fearful glances around him as in mortal terror. The best result we found for your search is Peter Thomson age 70s in Laconia, NH. "Well," I thought, "I will get along anyway." John J. Mahoney] of our Company and I had no fear but that he would be well cared for. This canvas the officers had brought along for their own use, but it was given by them for the humane purpose of sheltering the helpless. Custer had done so repeatedly on the Seventh Cavalry's approach to the Little Bighorn. I still clung to my carbine and revolver. 2. Harrington. Tom Custer, 1st Lieut. The offers of money by the wounded for a drink of water was painful to hear. One young man had the courage of a lion. But we waited in vain. Newspapers reported that Dillinger had escaped using a fake gun made from wood, blackened and shined with shoe polish. I threw open the breech lock of my carbine to throw the shell out, but it was stuck fast. At this juncture the dry grass caught on fire threatening the destruction of the village, but the squaws fearless as the braves themselves fought the fire and tore down the teepees which were in danger of burning. He said Jackson was in a fearful state of mind. He tried to dissuade me, but as I would not go back without water and it was useless for me to remain where I was, I laid down my canteens and grasped the camp kettle which I had left on my previous trip. But finally the poor animal gained his feet with a groan, and Finkle passed on with a rush to overtake our company. I started on looking back once in a while to see if the Indians were coming. On the top of the bluff just where we desired to go there were seated three Indians with their ponies but a short distance behind them. His being alone shows with what fearlessness he travelled about even in an enemy's country with hostiles all around him. I looked on while the doctor attended the wounded that were brought in. Watson was a short distance behind me and was keeping watch on the flat below. Share. In his second escape from the prison, he escaped through a tunnel leading from the shower area to a home construction site 1.5km (0.93mi) away in a Santa Juanita neighborhood. Peter set up Thomson Bike Tours in 2001 and must have covered well over 250,000km on the . James Watson], and although composing one of the sets of fours that entered into action with Custer, not one of us ever reached the battlefield which proved fatal to Custer and his men. said he, "Let's move." OUR GREAT ESCAPE. To see them, please click on the underlined portion at the right side below. I was disappointed with my place of defense. Watson cast a last fond look at his horse and then we started on our perilous journey. The herd of ponies which had been grazing at quite a distance were now rounded up close to the teepees; so that the Indians had available mounts. Suddenly he put spurs to his horse and rode away, his long hair streaming in the wind and looking right and left as if expecting his enemy to appear at any moment. He was then transported in the trunk of a car driven by Camberos out of the town. The halt was but for a moment, for the Indians came rushing towards them in great numbers. [Note: Thompson did not overplay the dramatically dangerous nature of his situation after he was left behind by his Seventh Cavarly comrades. The Indians had been pouring in volleys upon us long before I had been awakened and they were still at it. Our men never wavered but hugged the ground as close as possible and fired whenever they found the slightest opportunity to do execution. There were others also in the same fix. Fortunately for me the soil was soft and loose to light upon. I looked around me and saw what remained of those who had gone down the ravine against such fearful odds. He was one of 12 convicts who escaped the institution through a tunnel. 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. So it turns out that there's actually an abundance of reasonable suspects among Custer's Crow scouts! I discovered a pool of blood a short distance from him which had come from a terrible wound in his leg. He escaped two times with a helicopter. Suddenly a small band of Indians came up towards us on a jog trot, which made us seek cover. It was clear that the Indians still held the village, and it would be foolish for us to again attempt to enter it. So what Walter Mason Camp called "impossible" in Thompson's story about the tethered squaw is actually the opposite! Peter Andre has turned 50-years-old. On 7 July 1985, in prison of San Sebastian two prisoners escaped: In 1984, six death row inmates, including the. They have also lived in Nashua, NH and Burlington, MA. Watson, looking around at me said, "What in thunder is the matter?" Yes, absolutely! By Peter Thomson. Review by Dr. Kirk Bane, Central Texas Historical Association. The squaws and papooses now kept howling without intermission. Down at the foot of the hill I was descending, I saw a white man riding in a slow, leisurely way. I noticed him frequently and it did my heart good to see in what a cheerful manner he performed his duty. After aiming at me for a few seconds, they slid off their ponies and sneaked after the other three. Making my way back towards the mouth of the ravine a volley of half a score of rifle balls whistled past me and the lead buried itself in the bank beyond. We finally concluded to enter the village by way of the trail. They were talking and gesticulating in a very earnest manner. Suddenly he left the trail and made his way up the river. James Watson, was already dead by the time Thompson told his story), but actually Thompson's story had been circulating among the enlisted men (but not the officers) since 1876. When we looked into the village we could see the guidon fluttering in the breeze. The episode described by Thompson is fleeting, but because of it most conventional scholars of the battle have dismissed much or all of what Thompson had to say. When the Crow scout left him, he wheeled around and made for the same point in the river where we had first seen him. Hughes and Johnson are currently serving life in prison for Binder's murder, and Truehill is sitting on Florida's death row for the same offense. "The Man Who Broke Charlestown". We did not feel any way alarmed on their account for we felt able to cope with that number. I jerked it from his grasp and passed it on to the next. After we had climbed nearly half way up the bluff, the Indians commenced to fire at us, but that did not trouble us, because we knew that the Indians when excited were very poor shots; and in our case the bullets went wide of the mark. Nicknamed by some as the "King of Kalashnikovs". After I had travelled a considerable distance, I came to a turn in the ravine. I told him I was under the impression that they were hostiles and that we had better keep clear of them. A short distance from me lay a wounded man, groaning and struggling in the agony of death. Peter Thomson has been covering the the environment for more than 20 years and signed on as The World's environment editor in 2008. But I knew he was a hostile and we stood no show whatever on foot with such a number against us. I thought of the ravine which was cleared by eleven brave men and hoped that I might be able to make my way to the river by that route. My spurs having been poorly fastened came off again, and seeing a pair lying on the trail, I got off my horse to secure them. Additionally, Thompson provides the last look at Custer alive; he shows that Indians used captured Cavalry bugles, as Roman Nose did at the Battle of Beecher's Island; and he describes the clever "stationary wheel" technique they employed in their attack on Custer, as well as its withering effect on the Americans: Round and round rode the savages in a seemingly tireless circle. Leonard T. Fristoe was imprisoned for double murder in 1920 of a police Constable and a deputy Sherriff in Nevada. A white man capturing an enemy usually spares his life but if captured by hostile Indians, his days are numbered and he is known of men on earth no more. The day was extremely warm, but for all that the Indians had their blankets wrapped around them. 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. By the time we had everything arranged, the sun was going down. I knew that there were two with General Custer, but I was not sure whether we had one with us here or not. So I turned around and called to Watson to run for it, and I went after him full speed, but kept my eye on the movement and seeing that they were making preparations to fire at us, I called out, "Stretch yourself, Watson." So we started, following the trail until we were entirely clear of the brush and then began to climb the face of the bluff in order to reach the trail on which we saw the cavalry were moving [Watson's concern was legitimate. We were quite willing to change our location if we could, but we hesitated for several reasons; we were separated from our leader and our forces were divided. When I thought it time for him to fire, I dropped to my left side, the bullet whistling over my head, buried itself in the bluff behind me. 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. To answer that, you have to look at the numbers. The sun reflecting on the sand and gravel made it very hot. In 2017 he initiated the transition of the program's Environment desk to the Livable Planet desk. So here's a belated salute to a great American, Peter Thompson: he was courageous in battle, and courageous in telling America the truth about the battle afterwards. Curley, a young Crow scout, would leave the command within the next ten minutes to take news of the battle to General Terry." One of the men began to kick him and yelled for him to get up. He was one of the most wanted criminals in the. The red devil still kept aiming at me; I was a better target for him now than before. Michael P. Madden] the wounded man I had just left, watched me with great interest. And with a cheer, away they dashed, their revolvers in one hand and their carbines in the other. Not true. And what are you going to do?" That was the last I ever saw of Custer alive. 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Looking in the direction of the battle, I saw that the cavalry were being driven towards the foot of a small hill; their number greatly reduced. It was impossible for him to move further without assistance. But I could not see any, and this puzzled me very much, but on looking down to the lower end of the bluffs I could see a body of men on horseback mounting slowly up the trail on top of the bluffs. About a half a mile further on we came in sight of the Indian village and it was truly an imposing sight to anyone who had not seen anything like it before. Passing the ford on the run, we came to some underbrush; when we slowed down to a walk. The night of June 25, Lt. Charles DeRudio thought he saw Capt. (360) 927-3234, Thompson was the last one to see Custer alive, gallop away a short distance to look around, a flat beside the river with a ford at the lower end, the Little Bighorn River ran hard against the bluffs, horsemen with Seventh Cavalry guidons climbing the bluffs above, Custer's Last Fight, The Experience of a Private in the Custer Massacre. Peter Thomson works as a Permanent Representative, President of the Executive Board at United Nations ESCAP, which is a Non-Profit & Charitable Org anizations company with an estimated 470 employees. On coming to Bennett, I placed a canteen in his hand, but he was too weak to lift it to his lips. I peeped over the fallen tree and saw a group of mounted Indians gesticulating, grunting out their words, and pointing towards the advancing cavalry. How deceptive are appearances. After getting everything in shape, I started on the run. I came up to him and saw that he had two camp kettles completely riddled with bullets. When about half way up the bluff, I noticed something that made me hesitate. Two accomplices of Palaiokostas hijacked a sight-seeing helicopter and forced the pilot to fly to the prison where Palaiokostas was being held. I made a dive through the retreating column in quest of my horse and found it in the center of the command led by Fitzgerald, who seemed greatly surprised at seeing me saying, "I thought the Indians had your scalp!" We were becoming so tired that the presence of the Indians was no longer a terror to us. I skirmished around and found two more of my company slightly wounded. But I could not; so I gave a leap which landed me many feet below, and strange to say, I did not lose my balance. Here is An Anonymous Ree's account of what he thought were Thompson's last mintues on this planet. When they had passed, we moved on our way. But now it was deserted. The noise they made resembled the howling of a coyote and the squealing of a cat. I first found a man by the name of Bennett [Pvt. The horses were held back behind and inside of the circle of skirmishers. I struggled to my feet and staggered after Watson. He was recaptured the same day by Philadelphia police officers, his fifth escape attempt at this prison. I had left nearly a hundred rounds in my saddle bags, but owing to the incomplete condition of my prairie belt I was unable to carry more with me. They made their way to the rear and I went on ahead. In all probability he had outrun them. There's even a fairly reasonable -- or at least plausible -- explanation for the story of Custer taking a shot at Jackson. He replied, "Have you seen Custer?" When we stepped out into the trail at the head of the advancing column, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon. But alas! So I would not have to make so many trips. Curley and Kanipe both stated that Custer rode apart from his men to scout the countryside after the Battle of the Little Bighorn had started, and the Seventh Cavalry was charging to attack the Indian village at Medicine Tail Coulee, as did White Man Runs Him and Medal of Honor winner Fred Goldin. The Indians no doubt thought that they had finished him for two of them turned and disappeared in the village. If Peter Thompson's account of his experiences at the beginning of the Battle of the Little Bighorn was a treasure map, you could find the treasure with it -- it's that accurate and true to the actual landscape he's talking about. They must have suspected our intentions. 27 Feb 2023. On examining my saddle, I was glad to find everything as I had left it. With a long sweep of my kettle upstream I succeeded in getting plenty of sand and a little water. We had scarcely got clear of the underbrush before we became aware of the fact that we had run into a hot place. There was no weak place unguarded, no ammunition was being wasted. I told him that as I could not carry a gun I thought I had better do something to help the wounded and the dying. After his arrest, he brought a lawsuit against authorities charging the prison commissioners with illegal arrest and used the incident to plan his next escape. Custer then waved to Thompson and Watson, motioning them to follow him, and rode off. Beyond the village was a black mass of ponies grazing on the short green grass. In a short time I secured two canteens and a coffee kettle. Training Rides Unpacked Peter Thomson. New York. After he joined me, we had a consultation as to the best course for us to pursue. 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. Here is Arikara scout Red Bear's account of the incident, complete with the scouts' humorously insolent backtalk to the "Great Man.". I then told him when he passed our scouts on the trail above. This was good news to me. I found that very little change had taken place since the incident in the morning. The noise in the village was as great as ever, which told us that the Indians still held it. While meditating on the uncertainty of life, a bullet struck the box behind which I lay, and as I heard the lead crashing through its contents, I wondered if the time had come for me to wear a pair of wings. He had his gun in his hand and his eyes fixed on the grove of timber across the river watching for the enemy. That being denied him, he asked permission to take his company and ascertain Custer's position; but he was refused that privilege. So I commenced to search around for them. But on going back to the man and asking for it he seemed to be confused and stated that he had lost it. Custer was well versed in several Indian languages. The trio later fled to Colorado where an elderly man was kidnapped and later released unharmed. I had made haste to fill the canteens and started on my way to camp bidding Mike Madden to be of good cheer and he made a cheerful reply. There was no straggling; they went together, neck and neck, their tails streaming in the wind, and the riders arms gleaming in the sunlight. A sailor dress is a child's or woman's dress that follows the styling of the sailor suit, particularly the bodice and collar treatment.A sailor-collared blouse is called a middy blouse ("middy" derives from "midshipman"). The men composing the four with myself were Fitzgerald [Pvt. The well-trained horses were kept well in hand. This ungainly dismount caused the water to fly in every direction. "Of approximately 210 men," writes Bray, "only one would survive the next hour. It was our intention to hide ourselves in our former place of concealment, but the Indians were watching us; so passing it we came back again to the fording place. We knew our duty, but to do it was beyond our power. Originally reprinted in The Black Hills Trails, by Jesse Brown and A.M. Willard, Rapid City Journal Co., Rapid City, SD, 1924. Join Facebook to connect with Peter Thomson and others you may know. They went on a crime spree through Louisiana and Florida that included multiple robberies and thefts, and all three participated in the kidnap and murder of Florida State University grad student, Vincent Binder. So fierce did she look that my hand involuntarily sought the handle of my revolver. On March 17, 1995, in Sublette, Kansas Dawn Amos, Douglas Winter and David Spain escaped in the early morning hours after shooting Sheriff Deputy, Irvin Powell twice. The one that was left stood facing me, still disputing our passage across the river. But this soon passed out of my mind, as there was always something going on which attracted my attention. Powell later died of his injuries in an Oklahoma City hospital three days later. 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. There was a noise in the village which increased as night advanced. We were in a very precarious condition. One of the Seventh Cavalry's Arikara scouts, who watched part of Thompson and fellow straggler Watson's encounter with the five Sioux from the distance, was amazed to learn later that they survived.]. She must have noticed the movement for she made a short circle around us, ran over the bank, crossed the river, and disappeared in the village. World Ocean Summit speech by Ambassador Peter Thomson, UNSG's Special Envoy for the Ocean. Belts for carrying ammunition were, at this time, just coming into use, and a great many of us had nothing but a small cartridge box as means of carrying our ammunition when away from our horses. The savages seemed loathe to let us go. But to attempt to get water by that route was too risky. 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. Seeing that I was determined to go, they said no more but one of the men of Company C, named Tim Jordan [Pvt. ", 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." Medal of Honor winner Peter Thompson was the last Seventh Cavalry trooper to get out of George A. Custer's doomed command alive. I concluded that there was nothing like trying. Looking to my right, I saw a ravine and at the bottom of it a small clump of wild cherry bushes. One party of Indians were dashing down the river; others were rushing toward the upper end of the village. $28.00. We were repulsed at the ford; we were surrounded by Indians on the bluffs; we were without horses; and when we did make the attempt we did so at nearly the cost of our lives. Select this result to view Peter Thomson's phone number, address, and more. My pistol contained five cartridges, my belt contained seventeen cartridges for my carbine, a very slim magazine as a means of defense. 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. [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.] 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. After this, I began to feel very sick and looked around for a sheltered place to avoid the heat of the sun. "Sporting Life," July 12, 1972-February 1, 1973. In 1993, ten prisoners escaped from Prlielupe prison in. But our men were still on the alert. Though we may be far apart I celebrate the fact that we are in each other's virtual company and are able to share our ideas over the next half an hour. 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. This was the appearance of Custer on the day that he entered his last battle, and just one half hour before the fight commenced between him and the Sioux. The last thing I heard as I lay down upon the ground was the howling of the Indians and the wailing of the bugles. It was equipped with artificial light, air conditioning, and high-quality construction materials. Peter Thomson, The Man Behind the Legend, with Richard Allen Golf Australia 15K views 5 years ago Teaching Video 36 - The magic move and the golf secret. After we began to climb the hill, I found my strength was giving out, and in spite of the fact that we were in full view of the Indians, I laid down to rest and all my entreaties for Watson to go on and save himself were fruitless. Click here for Thompson's full account of his experiences at the Battle of the Little Bighorn. He asked, "What is the matter?" John Martin agreed, "All the time, as we rode, scouts were riding in and out, and the General would listen to them and sometimes gallop away a short distance to look around.". At the other end of the rope, straining and tugging to get away, was a Sioux squaw. "Movie Made Escaped Convict Go Back to Charleston Prison". 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. In spring 2017, Rick tried to have Supergirl free Peter by threatening Alex Danvers ' life. This gave the savages a good opportunity to close in on us and they were not long in doing so. There are 600+ professionals named "Peter Thomson", who use LinkedIn to exchange information, ideas, and opportunities. Najmrodzki was a famous robber and thief, known for escaping 29 times from the prison and the authorities. I had lost sight of Watson and thinking that I could make my horse go faster by mounting, I did so. So we started in the proposed direction. Indians were leaving the village in all speed to assist in the fight against the cavalry; others from the battlefield with double burdens of dead and wounded were arriving. Given his true heroism, the story of the battle that Thompson told late in life was winning in its modesty and compelling in its authentic detail, but among those details are a couple passages that throw the Accepted Consensus View of the Little Bighorn out the window. When I returned to him I urged him to take a drink, but he refused to do so saying he was not in need of it. I laid down my canteens and took my kettle in my left hand and made several long leaps which landed me close to the water's edge. I asked him if his horse was not played out; he said it was. The supports that were used were short pieces of wood of any kind that we could procure without risk. How were we going to transport our wounded? Being in our present predicament, we were utterly powerless to help as we wished we could. I called Watson's attention to the approaching horsemen, but he was firmly convinced that they were Indians. Again we were sent to cover by the approach of more Indians. 5 Jan 2023. I now turned around and made my way to the place where my dead horse lay and stripped the saddle of everything, then went and made my bed behind my cracker box. One of its hind legs was fearfully gashed by a bullet. We were now undecided which way to go. We all realized that our lives were not worth betting on, but the expression on the faces of the men was that of a dogged determination to sell them dearly. Cavalry men dismount and fight on foot except when a charge is made, but when a dismount is ordered, number four remains on his horse, numbers, one, two, and three dismount and hand their bridle reins to number four who holds the horses, while they deploy as skirmishers or as otherwise directed. A person could easily be mistaken, for the road over which they passed was rocky, sandy, and hard, consequently, the marks left by the horses' feet were very faint.20 Notwithstanding, this mistake left us in a very critical condition. We were ever on the alert, but could see very little on account of the underbrush. The man was almost frightened to death. He released my hand and seemed satisfied and then I began to realize what the promise I had made meant. We all knew that the Indians never fought after night fall. Payet (born 1963) is a French criminal who gained notoriety for his daring prison escapes using helicopters. I was not the only one to run for the head of the ravine. 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