"Jones displays sympathy for whites
and Indians but never slips into a maudlin sentimentality. The villains
of his novels are not the people caught up in the event but a government that
repeatedly dealt with Indian-White conflict ineptly and insensitively."
-- Cheryl J. Foote, Twentieth-Century Western Writers
Douglas C. Jones’ first novel was
THE COURT-MARTIAL OF GEORGE ARMSTRONG CUSTER (1976); a “what-if” story
that asked (and answered) the question of what Custer’s fate would have been
had he survived the battle of Little Bighorn.
His second novel, The Arrest of Sitting Bull (1977), was
also a fictional account of a controversial chapter in the history of
Indian-white relations. This time it is
the events surrounding the death of Sitting Bull on December 15, 1890.
At the time, the Lakota Sioux chief was living on the Standing Rock Reservation on the borders between the recently created states of North and South Dakota. The authorities had become deeply concerned about the Ghost Dance movement that had spread among the Lakota. The movement, sharing many of the characteristics of a religion, promised the eminent arrival of an Indian Messiah who would bring back the buffalo and free the Indians from their white oppressors.
The U.S. Indian Agent at the
reservation, James McLaughlin, who believed that Sitting Bull was one of the
moving forces behind the movement, sent a group of Indian policemen,
thirty-nine in all, to Sitting Bull's cabin to arrest him. The botched effort
by the policemen ended in tragedy.
Ten days later the Wounded Knee
massacre occurred on the Lakota Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. That tragedy was the subject of Jones’ third
novel, A Creek Called Wounded Knee (1978).
As in his first novel, and as he
would do in subsequent novels, Jones intertwines historical and fictional
characters, intermingles fact and fiction, and uses the eye of a painter (which
he was), the ear of a journalist (degrees in journalism and mass
communications), and the research skills of a historian to bring history alive
in a way that no historian could.
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