1899 – Lakota elder Susie Shot-In-the-Eye, moments after Chief Sitting Bull honored her by placing his warbonnet on her head for this photograph. Susie fought alongside her husband and sons at the Battle of the Greasy Grass (Little Big Horn) in 1876. [738 x 902]
![1899 - Lakota elder Susie Shot-In-the-Eye, moments after Chief Sitting Bull honored her by placing his warbonnet on her head for this photograph. Susie fought alongside her husband and sons at the Battle of the Greasy Grass (Little Big Horn) in 1876. [738 x 902]](https://i.redd.it/7vhapkv6u6b61.jpg)
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I recently came across an article about Susie Shot-In-the-Eye by her descendant and thought it was too awesome not to share:
“𝘔𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴.
𝘔𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪, 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘋𝘢𝘬𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 10 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘏𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘏𝘪𝘭𝘭’𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱, 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳.
𝘔𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘥.
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳- 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥. 𝘈 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘦.”