Broken Thumbs


Last Monday afternoon the river gobbled its first victim in the person of poor "Frenchy," a private in the Seventh Cavalry. "Frenchy" started across the ice, from the Point, showing another man the way. On the Lincoln side the ice was thin. As he stepped upon it, he turned to warn his comrade, when the ice broke, letting poor "Frenchy" in, and the current swept him under the main body of the frozen river. Among the unfortunate man's soubriquets was that of "Bad Speculation," a name he bore through life but only realized in his last tramp across the Missouri.

The Bismarck Tribune, 3/29/1877

Frustrated by Woman

Posted 03/20/2012