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From Geneva Advertiser 8 January 1901
The old Indian castle did not stand on the new Experiment
Station grounds but on the lot to the west of them, west side of the
Pre-Emption road, and quite a few rods south of the Castle road. The
mound beneath which are buried scores of Indians, of whom nothing is
left but their bones and trinkets, stands on the same lot. When a boy
we walked many times through the trenches where that fort stood, and
recall distinctly the visits of the Indians here in the fall of every
year to that mound. The old copper skins used to look
for the little boys when they come, and presented each boy with some
pretty trinket in bead work. They would hang about the Indian mound for
a few days, were fed by Mr. and Mrs. Crittenden, who owned the farm.
Year by year their numbers grew less, until finally they ceased coming
altogether -- there were none to come. There's no doubt at all that the
great Indian orator Red Jacket has roamed all over this town.
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