White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1857-11-12

were sending up volumes Of fame and smoke,
the breakfast was over, the morning prisons of a
holy faith had gone up from that broad, brown
hearth stone, to the gates of heaven; Mrs. Ry-
erson trpped lightly over the bright sanded floors,
giving directions to the hale, happy servant,
Margaret, whom she assisted with her own fair
hands, as she discoursed of this, that and the
other thing. known only in the vocabulary Of
household duties.
In the stable, the well kept ponies had moth
ing to do, except to give their owners an occa-
siOnal sleigh ride, and grow fat, under the warm
shed; & silence of the outdoor family was
disturbed by the low bleating of few new born
lambs, and the answers of the watchful eve
mothers.
1t is fine morning for out door recreation,
and am inclined TO climb the mountain side,
and have chance at some silly deer" said Mr.
Ryerson, shouldering his rife. I" The snow is of
a favorable depth for tracking them, and they
are said to be fat and fine now" and kissing his
wife and q sweet babe, the length of whose life
might yet be counted in weeks, he sailed gaily
forth
! The icicles cracked under his feet, the wind
painted deeper red upon his cheek; everything
around was inspiring and cheerful; he hurried
on, crossing the Susquehanna on the ice, and
climbing up the mountain. Ever and anon his
feet slipped, and caught hold of some little jew
eled bush for temporary support, then passed on.
ward and upward. He reached level path, wind
ing circularly around the hill, az IL art herself
had contrived it for hunters resting place, ere
he scaled the heights beyond. Here he discov-
cred recently made deer tracks in the snow; and
so be loaded his rife, then he leaned against the
truck Of an oak Presently he heard the sound
Of cantering feet, there fell a shower of icicles
into the path, and in another instant right before
him stood noble buck.
His deership seemed little short of breath,
and turned his tall antlers round as if to see If
there he might rest with safety, ere another race
He shook his head, snuffed the air and listened
listened.
Now my time, thought Ryerson, as his broad
forehead turned that way; and quick as thought
the rife load went whizzing through the air,
piercing his very brain. With loud snort Of
distress he bounded forward few feet and fell.
But, oh horror! at the very moment his own
powder kindled, he felt in his shoulder sting
like an adder; dizziness came over his sight, he
reeled and fell back against the tree.
4 A dark face bent sorrowfdiiy over him; dark
hand extricatcd the bullet, and low musical
voice said:
"Me sorry; me no mean to hurt you"
ais it you, Eagle-Eyei'' he said, restored to
consciousness by the pain caused BY extracting
the bullet.
alt is me-" he replied; "me take you home"
They had met before, and respected each 9TH
er, as noble men OF different races.
EagIe-Eye had chased the deer until he slack
ened his pace, then came up, and fred simulta.
ously with Mr.. Ryerson on the other side. The
Indians ball struck one of the horns of the buck
glanced and penetrated the white mans should.
er. but not deeply. While he lay fainting, Ea-
gle-Eye removed his clothing, and cut it out
with his knife; that done, he whistled, and a
squaw appeared.
He gave the arms to Blue Bird, his wife, bade
her watch the now lifeless buck; then lifting Mr.
Ryerson uponhis shoulder, commenced cautious.
" to descend the mountain side.
; A strong man was Eagle Eye, full six feet
high, with the broad chest and well knit shoul-
ders Of giant. His head was finely developed
his eye no disgrace to his name, and the coarse
black hair lay stifHy over brow which might
have Graced q throne. There was pensive cast
about the finely Ohisseled mouth and chin, and
what are generally called the Indians high
cheek bones," were less prominent than those
of his race. On his head, instead of the tail
tuft of feathers which disfgvred so many of his
tribe, he wore q turban Of red silk, his dress
was blue trowsers, and jacket made of wolf
skins. Eagls-Eye was chief of his tribe.
"Why, George, my husband; what means
) this quick and sad return7"
The Indian put his hand to his lips in toke-
of silence; she led the way to the bedroom
where he laid down his burden, proceeding tc
undross him. The wound had bled freely, the
: blood was clotted overit now. Eagle-Eye would
! not allow her to remove the blood, but bound q
napkin over it as it was.
, "The physisisnl' she said.
. Me cure him" he replied.
4 "Oh, yes, you know you can; will trus
f you," she continued.
= The wound was not dangerous, the force o.
: the ball having been broken BY glAncing agains
E the horn Of the buck, and in a few days, undel
e the kind care Of Eagle Eye, he was quito vel
{ again.
: Mrs. Ryerson sent some presents to Blue-Bird
i and sometimes she herself came dewn from tn,
mountain, to visit the "pretty white squaw,'
and I" little pspoOse." Mary, in turn, though
her pretty and interesting, with her clear Olive
, complexion, low, pure brow. melancholy eye
and Jet black hair. So friendship grew out o
! what seemed at first an unhappy accident, thu
two families becoming more firmly attached II
: each other As weeks rolled on, through the in
!, Huence Of reciprocal kindness. The first Veni
son steak, the result Of that double shot, wa
cooked, and eaten by the two families in toker
of amity and future good viii, at the house o
Mr.. Ryerson; one horn Of the animal was huns
MP in the cottage, one in the wigwam on thu
mountain, as memorial of the strange event.
u Often the newly made friends hunted the dee
8 together, and a. winter melted into spring, anC
spring blossomed into summer, their hearts knew
no change Of seasons-they remained brother
: in words and deeds.
e It was the morning of July Sd, HIS Tn,