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ACROSS THE BORDER.
I have read somewhere that the birds
of fairyland are white as snow.—W. B.
Vents.
Where all the trees bear golden flowers.
And all the birds are white;
Where fairy-folk in dancing hours
Burn stars for candle-light;
Where every wind and leaf can talk.
Hut no man understand.
Save one whose child-feet chanced to
walk
Green paths of fairyland;
I followed two swift silver wings;
1 stalked a roving song;
I startled shining, silent things;
I wandered all day long.
Hut when it seemed the shadowy hours
Whispered of soft-foot night,
I crept home to sweet common tlowers,
Crown birds and candle-light.
—Sophie Jewitt, in The Century.
I A Daughter
I of the Sioux
I By GEN. CHARLES KING.
CuDjritf lit, WW, by The Bubart Company.
CHAPTER XII.
What action bad been resolved
upon, and prompt action, was now
apparent. Stabber, fighting chief
though lie had been in the past, had
had his reason for opposing the plans
of this new and vehement leader;
but public sentiment, stirred by ve
hement oratory, had overruled him,
and he had bolted the field convention
in a fury. Lame Wolf, a younger
chief than Stabber, had yet more
power among the Ogallalas,being l!ed
Cloud's favorite nepnew, and among
the Indians, at least, his acknowl
edged representative. Whenever
called to account, however, for that
nephew's deeds, the wary old states
man promptly disavowed them. It
was in search of Lame Wolf, reasoned
Key, that Stabber had sped away,
possibly hoping to induce him to call
off his followers. It was probably
the deeper strategy of Stabber to op
pose no obstacle to Kay's advance un
til the little troop was beyond the
Elk Tooth ridge, where, on utterly
shelterless ground, the Indian would
have every advantage. He knew Kay
of old; knew well that, left to him
self. the captain would push on in
the effort to rescue the stage people,
and he and his command might prac
tically be at the mercy of the Sioux,
it only the Sioux would listen and be
patient. Stabber knew that to attack
the troopers now entrenching at the
cottonwoods meant a desperate tight,
in which the Indians, even if ultimate
ly triumphant, must lose many a
valued bra\e, and that is not the
thoroughbred Indian's view of good
generalship. Stabber was old, wily
and wise. The new chief, whoever
he might be, seemed possessed of a
mad lust for instant battle, coupled
with a possible fear that, unless the
golden moment were seized, Kay
might be reinforced, ami could then
defy them all. 1 ndeed there were vet
eran campaigners among the troop
ers who noted how often the tall red
chief pointed in sweeping gesture
back to Moccasin Kidge—troopers
who. even at the distance caught and
interpreted a few of his words.
"That's it, sir," said Winsor, confi
dently to Kay. "He says 'more
soldiers coming.' and—l believe he
knows."
At all events he had so convinced
his fellows, and, even before Stabber
reached the middle tooth—where sat
a little knot of mounted Indians, sig
naling, apparently, to others still
some distance to the north with a
chorus of exultant yells, the long,
gaudy, glittering line of braves sud
denly scattered, and, lashing away to
right and left, dozens of theiu darted
at top speed to join those already
disposed about that big circle, while
others still, the main body, probably
70 strong, after some barbaric show
of circus evolutions about their lead
er, once more reined up for final in
junctions from his lips Then, with a
magnificent gesture of fhe hand, he
waved tlTehi on, and, accompanied
by only two young riders, rode swift
ly away to a little swell of tin- prairie
jufrt out of range of the carbines,
and there took hi.s station to super
vise the attack.
"Damn liiui!" growled old Winsor.
"He's no charger like < rn/y Horse.
He's a Sitting Hull breed of general
like some we had iu Virginia," lie
added, between his ,ei teeth, but
IJay heard and grinned in silent ap
preciation. "Set your sights and give
em their first volley as they reach
that scorched line," lie culled to th«
men along the northward front, and
pointed to a stretch of prairie where
the dry glass had lately occn burned
away. "Kive hundred yards will do it.
Then aim low when they rush closer
in."
"Look at the middle tooth, cup
tain," came the Kiidden bail from his
left.. "Mirror Mashes; See!" It was
Field who H|>oke, ami life and \im
had returned to his voice and color
to his face. He was pointing eagerly
toward the highest of the knobs,
where, all ou u bidden. dazzling little
beams of light shot forth toward the
Indians in the lowland*, tipping the
war bonnet and lance of uiau> u
brave with dancing fire. Whatever
their purport, the signals seemed ig
nored by the Sioux, for presently two
eumc sweeping down the long slope,
fetralght foi the po.at wt vt .t Ucd
Fox, ns for ttHnt of other namp. w<*
must for the present call him who,
for his part, shading his eyes with his
hand, sat gazing toward the westward
side of his warrior circle, evidently
awaiting some demonstration there
before giving signal for action else
where. Obedient to his first instruc
tions, the main body had spread out
in long, irregular skirmish rank, their
mettlesome ponies capering and danc
ing in their eagerness. Chanting in
chorus some shrill, weird song, the
line was now slowly, steadily ad
vancing, still too far away to warrant
the wasting of a shot, yet unmistak
ably seeking to close as much as pos
sible before bursting in with the
final charge.
And still the red leader sat at
gaze, oblivious for the moment of
everything around him, ignoring the
coming of orders possibly from Lame
Wolf himself. Suddenly the silver
armlets once more gleamed on high.
Then, clapping the palm of his right
hand to his mouth, lied Fox gave voice
to a ringing war whoop, tierce, sav
age and exultant, and, almost at the
instant, like the boom and rumble
that follows some vivid lightning
flash, the prairie woke and trembled
to the thunder of near a thousand
hoofs. From every point of the com
pass—from every side, yelling like
fiends of some orthodox hell, down
they came—thi} wild warriors of the
frontier in furious rush upon the si
lent aud almost peaceful covert of
this little band of brothers in the
dusty garb of blue. One, two, three
hundred yards they came, centering
on the leafy clump of cottonwoods,
riding at a tearing gallop, erect, de
fiant, daring at the start, and giving
full voice to their wild war cry. Then
bending forward, crouching low, then
flattening out like hunted squirrel,
for as the foremost in the dash came
thundering on within good carbine
range, all on a sudden the watch dogs
of the little plains fort began to bark.
Tiny jets of flame and smoke shot
from the level of the prairie, from
over dingy mounds of sand, from be
hind the trunks of stunted trees,
from low parapet of log or leather.
I % 112/
FROM EVERY SIDE YEI.LING LIKE
FIENDS OF SOME OUTHOUOX
HELL,, DOWN THEY CAME."
Then the entire grove seemed veiling
itself in a drifting film of blue, tlu'
whole charging circle to crown itself
with a dun cloud of dust that swVpt
eastward over the prairie, driven by
the stilT, unhampered breeze. The
welkin rang with savage yell, with
enswering cheer, with the sputter and
crackle of rifle and revolver, the loud
bellow of Springfield, and then, still
yelping. the feathered riders veered
and circled, ever at magnificent speed,
each man for himself, apparently, yet
ull guided and controlled by some un
seen, yet acknowledged, power; and,
iu five minutes, save where some hap
less pony lay quivering and kicking
on ihe turf, the low ground close at
hand was swept clean of horse or
man. The wild attack had been made
in vain The Sioux were scampering
back, convinced, but not discomfited.
Some few of their number, borne
away stunned and bleeding, by coin
mde hand from underneath their
stricken charger- some three or
four, perhaps, who had dared too
much—were closing their eyes on
the last fight of their savage lives.
To llay and to many of his men it
was all an old . torv. Stabber would
never have counseled or p»rmittud
uttuck on seasoned troopers, fighting
behind even improvised shelter.
Something, perhaps, laid occurred to
Llind his younger rival to the peril
of such assault, aud now, as three or
lour littl« parties were seen slowly
drifting away toward the ridge, bur
dened by some helpless form, other
couriers came thundering down at
lied Fox, anil wild excitement pre
vailed among the Klk Teeth. More
signals were flashing. More Indian',
eume popping; Into view, their
leathered bonnet* streaming' in the
rising wind, aud nhout the prairie
wave, where the MI vug* general had
• stablishcd field headi|uartcr>. a fu
lious conference was going on. Stub
ber bad again interposed, and with
grim but hopeful eyes, I,'ay aud hi-,
fellows watched and noted. Every
lull in the fight was so much gain for
them.
"Twelve fifty two," said the dark
eyed comiuunder, swinging his watch
into the pneket of his hunting shirt,
and sliding' backward into the stream
bed. "All er< lie so far Wateh tilings
on this front, field, while I make the
■ ootids and see how we came out,"
"All serene so far" It wus! .Not u
mail hurt. I'wo of the sorrels had
been lilt by flying bullets and much
amused and stiiui; thereat, but neither
was crippled. Holding their guards
t<i dijf for water that might soon be
needed, 'lay oneu more made his win
to the northwatil aide and rejuiuud
i i> id and \\ iusor.
CAMERON COUNTY PRKSS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 27, 1903.
Til an almost cloudless sky of .steely
blue the sun had just passed the me- j
ridian ami was streaming hotly down
on the stirring picture. Northward
the ridge line and the long, gradual
slope seemed alive with swarms of
Indian warriors, many of them dart
ing about in wild commotion. About
the little eminence where Stabber and
the Fox bad again locked horns in
violent altercation, as many as a hun
dred braves had gathered. About the
middle knob, from whose summit
mirror flashes shot from time to
time, was still another concourse, lis
tening, apparently, to the admoni
tions of a leader but recently arrived,
a chieftain mounted on an American
liorsc, almost black, and Hay studied
the pair long and curiously through
his glasses. "Lame Wolf, probably,"
said he, but the distance was too
great to enable him to be certain.
What puzzled him more than any
thing was the apparent division of
authority, the unusual display of dis
cord among the Sioux. These were
all, doubtless, of the Ogalalla tribe,
Red Cloud's own people, yet here
they were wrangling like ward "heel
ers" and wasting precious time.
Whatever his antecedents, this new
comer had been a powerful sower of
strife and sedition, for, instead of
following implicitly the counsels of
one leader, the Indians were divided
now between three.
True to its practice, the prairie
wind was sweeping stronger and
stronger with every moment, as the
sun wanned strata over the wide, bil
lowing surface sought higher levels,
and the denser, cooler current from
the west came rushing down. And
now all sounds of the debate were
whisked away toward the breaks of
the old South Cheyenne and it was no
longer possible for old Sioux cam
paigners to catch a word of the dis
cussion. The leaves of the cotton
woods whistled in the rising gale, and
every time a pony crossed the stream
bed and clambered the steep banks
out to the west, little clouds of dun
colored dust came sailing toward the
grove, scattered and spent, however,
far from the lair of the defense.
But, while the discussion seemed
endless among the Indians on the
northward side, never for a moment
was the vigilance of the circle re
laxed. South, east and west the
slopes and lowlands were dotted with
restless horsemen, and from young
Clayton came the word that through
his glass he could make out three or
four warriors far away toward the
Moccasin ridge. "That's good," said
Ray. "It means that they, too, are
looking for a column coming out from
Frayue. Hut where on earth did all
these rascals come from? There
must be 400 now in sight."
Well might he ask and marvel!
Stabber's little village had never
more than 5o warriors. Lame Wolf's
band was counted at less than 240
fighting men, and these, so said the
agents of the omniscient bureau,
were all the Ogallalas away from the
shelter of the reservation when the
trouble started. No more should be
allowed togo, was the confident
promise, yet a fortnight nearly had
elapsed since the frontier fun be
gan. News of battle sweeps with
marvelous speed through Indian
haunted lands, and here were war
riors by the score, come to strength
en the hands of kindred in the field,
and, more were coming. The mirror
signals plainly told them that. Yet it
was well nigh one o'clock and not an
other hostile move was made. Fox
then was being held by stronger
hands. It meant that Lame Wolf
had listened to reason—and Stabber,
and would permit 110 fresh attack un
til his numbers should be so in
creased that resistance would prac
tically be vain. It meant even more—
that the Indian leader in chief com
mand felt sure no force was yet
within helping distance of the cor
raled troopers, lie could, therefore,
take his time.
Hut this was a theory Hay would
not whisper to his men. lie knew
Webb, lie knew Webb would soon
read the signs from the north and be
coming to his relief, and Hay was
right. hvcit as he reasoned there
came a message from across the
grove. Lieutenant Clayton said the
Indians lie hud seen away 1o the
south were racing back. "Thank
Cod!" was the murmured answer no
man heard. "Now lads, be ready!" J
was the ringing word that roused the
little troop, like bugle call "to arms."
And e\en a! eager faces lifted over
the low parapets to scan the distant
foe, fresh siguals came flashing down
from the northward ridge, fresh t
l ands of warriors eauic darting to
join the martial throng about the I
.-till wrangling chieftain*, and then, |
all of a Midden, with mighty yelling
and shrill commotion, tlmt savage I
council burnt a-uiulcr, and, rlditig at
speed, a do/.en braves went lashing '
away to the westward side, while with 1
three brandishing of arms and shield*
.Hid much curveting and prancing of !
excited ponies, the wild battle lilies'
were formed again. The Sioux were
coming for tin- second trial.
"Meet them as before! Make ev- !
cry shot tell!" were the orders |>ass« d
from man toman and heard and i
noted amidst the whistling of the
wind and the sounds of scurry and i
commotion at the front. Then, si
lent and crouching low, the soldiers
hoved the brown barrels of their
carbines forth again and waited.
\nd then the grliu silence of the little
fortress was broken, as, with start
line Midden foi there went up a
shot from the westward side:
My Cod. 1 11 ivs, they're setting tire
to the prairie!"
Kay sprang to hi feet and jfu/ed.
\way out to the we i and southwest, ,
whence came the -tronjf liree/e blow
ing from the Sweetwater hills, half
it doxen dark, a/ile forms, bending
low, were scudding afoot over the '
sward, and everywhere they muted
there »|uuug up m their truck* little
! sheets of lambent flame, little clouds
of bluish, blinding smoke, and al
most in le<s time than it takes to
tell it, a low wall of tire, started in a
o'ozen places, reaching far across the j
low ground, fencing the valley from ;
stream bed to the southward slopes, j
crowned by its swift-sailing crest of j
hot, stifling fume, came lapping and
seething and sweeping across the 1
level, licking up the dry buffalo grass
like so much tow, mounting higher
and fiercer with every second, and
bearing down upon the little grove ■
and its almost helpless defenders in
fearful force, in resistless fury—a
charge no bullet could stop, an enemy
no human valor could hope to daunt
or down.
"Quick, men!" yelled Hay. "Out
with you, you on the west front!
Stay you here, you others! Watch
the Sioux! They'll be on us in an in
stant!" And away lie sped from the
shelter of the bank, out from the
thick of the cottonwoods, out to the
open prairie, straight toward the
coming torrent of flame still, thank
God, full 700 yards away, but leap
ing toward them with awful strides.
Out with him rushed Field, and out
from Clayton's front sped half a
dozen old hands, every man fumbling
for his match box; out until they
reached a line with their captain, al
ready sprawled upon the turf, and
there, full an hundred yards from
the grove, they spread in rude skir
mish line and, reckless of the
mad chorus of yells that came sweep
ing down the wind, reckless of the
clamor of the coming charge, reckless
of the whistling lead that almost in
stantly began nipping and biting the
turf about them, here, there and
everywhere, they, too, had started lit
tle fires; they, too. had run their line
of flame across the windward front;
they, too, had luunched a wall of ,
flame sailing toward the grove, and
then, back, through blinding smoke
they ran for their saddle blankets,
just as the sharp sputter of shots
burst forth on the northward side,
and the Sioux, with magnificent dash,
came thundering within range.
[To Be Continued.]
TRUE BLUE AND JOLLY QUIET.
'l'he First RsiirexMion Itefern to
Spanish Illue lllood the Other
Watt Once Common.
There are all sorts of quaint say- j
ings and curious forms of expression |
in common and even daily use among j
us which we are all so accustomed to j
hear that they scarcely even strike us |
as being strange, and from whence I
they have been derived, or from what
arisen, very few people have the least I
idea, says London Lady.
The expression "true blue," which j
we hear so often, has not even an
English parentage, but is said to j
have been a Spanish saying, which j
meant that the blood that filled the i
veins of the aristocracy of Spain was
blue in color, while that of inferior
mortals was more or less black, and
the proverb that "true blue will never
stain," instead of meaning, as it is
generally supposed, that "a noble ,
heart will never disgrace itself,"
actually refers to the "blue aprons"
worn by butchers on account of their
not showing blood stains —a far jump
this time from the blue blood of the
haughty Spanish aristocrat to the '
humble apron of the butcher's boy.
A great many of our old sayings
and quaint expressions have come
down to us from past centuries, and
are to be found more or less in the
writings of our old authors, as, for
example, "I don't care a fig," or, as it
used more often to be, "afigo," which
means a fillip or snap of the fingers,
are both to be found in Shakespeare, j
"A lig for refer," "The figo for thy
friendship," he says.
There are many words now looked
upon as slang which are in reality
old words that were once in common
usage among our forefathers, and
which have been revived again, as,
for instance, "jolly."
Many persons profess to dislike
this word, and speak of it con
temptuously as modern slang, while
in reality it is simply a revival, and
used to mean "very," and was in this
sense used in a commentary of the
Hible in the 17th century In the fol
lowing passage, "All was jolly quiet
at Kpbesus before St. Haul came
thither."
SQUELCHED BEN BUTLER.
Mnncnlar Woman Wllne** llroiif£ht
the K-'fimoii* Soliller-l.ti w3 er
lo a Mil n iImI 111.
In a ease being tried at Salem,
Mass., lien Hutler was cross-examin
ing a woman who was an important
witness for the prosecution, and
whose evidence he was bound to
break down if possible, says the Phil
adelphia Ledger.
In reply as to how she knew this or
that fait against his client, she fre
quently answered by Haying: "Well,
I put that and that together und con
cluded the prisoner was guilty of the
crime."
Hutler kept repeatedly nagging her
ever} time she answered a question
by saying: "Oh, yes, I see. You don't
know this as a fact, but only by
putting that and that together."
He finally trot her worked up to a
furious rage uiul raining her muscular
irin lie said (pointing her tinker at
the lawyer): "Mr. Hutler, I see vol!
have a pimple, or wart on your under
lip, and I li«ve Uiiot' ep (as yoi| can
see) nil I lie hlll'k of 111 \ 11 11111 1, II 111 1 I
give you fair warning that I'll put
this and that together if you giv«
me any more of your Impudence,"
This effect uully quelclieil Duller,
who Immediately excused the wit III" 4,
and sat down amid roam of lauuhter, !
m vvhuh the coml joiuid.
MOTHKR OF QUEER BROOD.
Hen Mlmtiij from Kturk for Several j
Meek* Is i'onUtl (u Have Hatched a
Dozen (limit.
(Mrs. LC'iy J. Fisher, wife of Pat
rick Fisher, a farmer ne:ir Normal,
Grant county, Ind., is the possessor
of an unusual brood, consisting of a
hen and 12 quail.
One of Mrs. Fisher's favorite hens
was missing from the flock for sev
eral weeks, and was only seen occa
sionally when she came from a wheat
field on the farm to get something to
eat. She acted ns if sitting on a hid- 1
den riest in the field, but all efforts of
Mrs. Fisher to locate the nest were |
unavailing. One day Mrs. Fisher fol
lowed the hen through the field to an
open ditch, where she found her try
ing to coax her brood, consisting of ;
a dozen young quail, to cross the
ditch. The quail were old enough to j
fly when pressed, but returned to the 1
hen on being called. The hen and the ,
quail seemed as much attached to
each other ns any lien and her chick- i
ens could be. !
MUSIC MAY KILL MOSQUITOES.
Ilrookllne, Hans,, Hoard of Health
Hclleve* .Sudden Jar to Nerve* of In
*ect» Will 4'ntisc Their Death.
The Hrookline (Mass.) board of,
health, which is systematically cxter- j
minuting mosquitoes by means of
kerosene oil, is about to take up a
suggestion calling attention to a new j
process for lessening the evil by
means of musical sounds.
The discoverer of the new process |
says:"lt has been found that practi- !
cal application has been effected by '
raising to a great number of vibra- I
tions per second the particular note |
to which the mosquito is most sensi- |
tively attuned. This intensified note!
produced by sudden electrical iih- j
pulse upon a musical instrument
causes every mosquito near to plunge |
headlong to the instrument and die."
A Polyglot I'aper.
The Salvation Army journal, the
War Cry, appears weekly in 30 differ- i
ent languages.
Mbmrni-dllk
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IMAKE FIGURES LOOK SMALL.
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I nml Simmer Tlirm lliiun to
Nearly Nothing.
i \\ hitelaw Rciil, of New York, in th«
. nnn:i;il uu Ire i before l'hi lJeta Kappa
lormty, of \ nsv.ir college, discussed di
! vorce and its attendaiA evils. ile saidt
'Six hundred and htty-frour thousand per*
I sons divorced in this country during the
last 20 years."
This statement, says the narrator of tha
story, caused wrinkles and furrows to form
on the forehead of one prim maiden A
flash of tit* eye, and then a whisper to
1 classmate: "That's equal to
32,700 persons a year."
The classmate's brow now began to
denote activity: "Or 2,725 persons *
month."
i 'Or 681 persons a week," said th«
| first mental arithmetician.
| "Ninety-seven persons each day sever
marital relations, ' was the next compute
: tion.
I "Why, that's only four persons an hour,"
came as a cheerful rejoinder.
| "Pooh, only one couple every hall
hour."
; "And they say there are 70,000,000 peo
i pie in this country."
j "What a narrow view some men tak®
(>f life." And the other nodded an agreo
merit'
It isn't the first lie that is so bad. It it
the dozen or so you afterward have to tell
to make the first one believed.—Chicago
tribune.
I ain sure Piso's Cure for Consumption
saved my life three years ago.- Mrs. Thus.
Bobbins, Norwich, N. Y Feb. 17,1900.
Too many words be worse than not
enough, for they'll often leave a man'»
j meaning foggy.—Eden l'hilpotts.
The Overland Limited, solid train Chi
i cago to the Coast daily. Chicago, (Jcioa
| Pacific &■ North-Western Line.
To slur is human; to forgive takes tim*
! —Town Topics.
j The Chicago & North-Western is the only
j double track railway between Chicago and
| the Missouri River.
You cannot live by another's expert
j euee.—Ram's Horn.
| Old Sofas, Backs of Chairs, etc.; can b«
J dyed with Putnam Fadeless Dyes.
! It is the grain of truth that gives fares
I to the lie.—Ranis Horn.
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