age party are prisoners.
Feb. [February] 18 - We learn for certain that the Port-
age Company are locked up in our old rooms. They were
told by O'Donohue who was at the head of the mounted
French, that as the prisoners had been released and the
trouble over, Riel wished to have a friendly conversation
with them. They followed the French within the Fort wall
where they were disarmed and locked up as above.
In the Portage Company captured by Riel there
were forty-seven men, two of them (some say four) were
sentenced to death by Riel and his associates. They were
Major Boulton, in command of the Portage Company, and
Thomas Scott, who had escaped from jail on January 10th
and returned with the Portage Company to effect our re-
lease. Through the influence of Donald Smith, Rev. [Reverend] Mr.
Young, Archdeacon McLean and the pleadings of Mr. and Mrs.
Sutherland, whose son had been shot and killed on the Red
River ice by a French half-breed on February 16th, the
life of Major Boulton was spared, but all these influenc-
es could not save Thomas Scott, who, Riel said, "was a
bad man and must die." At noon on March 4th he was led
outside the Forts wall, blindfolded, accompanied by the
Rev. [Reverend] Mr. Young. He was placed standing near his coffin,
a rough board box. Five French halfbreeds [half-breeds] composed the
firing party. They were half drunk with rum. A signal
was given five shots were fired, two bullets finding
Scott's breast. He fell back on the snow. One of the
party standing near placed a revolver to his head and
fired. He was thought dead. He was put into his coffin
and the coffin placed in one of the bastions of the Fort
wall. Several hours later some one passing heard him
call out, "For God's sake take me out of here." Riel
was told and he sent some one with a revolver, some say
knife, to put an end to his sufferings. Such is history.
Let me here say that I was over four weeks in Scott's
company in Fort Garry jail and I found him quiet, civil
and always gentlemanly. Why Riel should say he was a
bad man I could never learn.
The news of Scott's death and the manner of it
sent a chill through every heart, and my father, brother
and I decided to return to Ontario until the trouble was
over. We went to Winnipeg, where we found several others
preparing to leave. We were told we must get a pass from
Riel, so on March 10th Brother William and I went up to
the Fort to see Riel to get the pass. As we neared the
Fort we saw the place where Scott had been shot to death
and blood still on the snow. As we were admitted through