The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-12-17

You can light mp, reckon, cried
Buffalo Bill when be entered. The
Reds, or what's LEFT of 'em are off tC
their tribes on the run
Thank Heaven, you are safe, said
Mrs. Cody, as she heard the voice oi
her son. 4 hope you and your brave
friend are unharmedT
All right, mother, but scrstch or
two that Geld water viii heal-but are
you sure you saw the face of Jake NJ
Kandlss at the window?'
Yes, my son-I never can forget
his face. Isurely saw it,
Then he has got off this time. l
knew most Of his gang had gone un-
der, but didn't think he had taken up
with the Cheyennes. They say that
every tribe in tie West but the Paw
nees are going with the South. Il
they are We borber folks will have oul
hands full. But we're good for 'em,
aren't We, BillP
Ireckon we ara, if We know our,
selves said Wild Bill.
The moon had gone down before day
dawned, but therepulsed Cheyenner
never batsd in their headlong speed
until a couple Of hours after sunrise,
when they had reached thick cotton
wood grove on the south bank of the
Republican river.
Here, at the call of their chief, they
dismounted and gathered around him,
BY his side, with sCowl of anger and
some show of distrust, toe, in his face
stood Jake M'Kandlas.t the white rufian
who had planned this foray.
Looking sternly at him, after count
ing the warriors left, the old chief said
There will be a great cry among the
squaws in the lodges of the Cheyen
mes. Many warriors have gone dowr
their scslps are in the belts of oul
enemies, and We have not q scalp K
show that has been taken in return fol
ours. What has the Hawk of the Hill
to say to thisP
That which the Great Spirit wills X
be, will bsP SAID MKandlas in reply
If We had fought as white men fight
and charged right in on them, w
would now have their scalps in oul
belts. Big Maple would not listen tc
my words. He fought bis way and los
half his warriors. 1t is not my
fault l have spoken
The Hawk OF the Hills has spoksl
with single tongue. His words are
true. But the faces of the tribes vii
be black when We go back without
scalpa What has my brother to say
to thati' asked the chief.
That if We 90 back without scalps
we are foolsP said M'Kandlas, quietly
If the gun Of Big Maple misses fire
does he throw ii away, or pick the film
and try Tt sgainl There are more days
and nights than one, and plenty of pale
faces are scattered about the plains
The Hawk Of the Hills knows other set.
Elements which We can reach in two Oh
three days journey. We can go there
for plunder and scalps and then come
back here, and when the fighting mer
are not here or are asleep we can spin.
kle the bones Of our dead with the
blood of vengeance where they fell.
The Hawk Of the Hills speaks like 8
man. The heart of Big Maple was
Heak.: ! II is strong again, The war.
riors viii cook meat and eat while theil
horses rest and feed
"a Light blazing fires, emitting scarcely
any smoke were now made from dry
twigs, and the warriors made a hearty
meal, the first Tor twenty -four hours,
It was not flushed when an alarm was
given by scout. White men noun.
ted and armed were coming in from
the South.
~ They are not those We fought last
nightP said M'Kandlas. They have
not had time to get to this side of the
river. Twill ride out alone and see
Who they are. Let my red brothers
remain where they are ready to fight OF
to fee, if they see l am among their
enemies
The Hawk of the Hills is a great
brave. His words are good and his
deeds 60 with them, said the Cheyenne
chief.
M,Kandlas now mounted his horse,
put q BIT Of white cloth on the ramrod
of his rife and rode out from the shell
ter Of the grove toward the group Of
horsemen, some ten or q
dozen in number
They halted SIS soon as he was OBJ
served and seemed to look to their
arms,
He rode boldly until within two or
three hundred yards when a shout Of
recognition rose on both sides and men
rode rapidly to NEE: him.
They were his own men from the
Black Hills, whom be had left there TO
carry on his business of pillaging emi-
grant trains, while he came down on
his own private account,
why are you herel' he asked, as
they rode up. What did you leave
Cave Canyon forr
Because We got sarched out and
seorched out aud whipped outP said
one. who seemed to head the party {.
well, boys, I'm glad you are here,
for now III do the work l failed last
night That internal fieud, Buffalo
Bill and Dave Tut wiped out over
twenty Cheyennes that piloted down
10 the Cody place last night
Dave Tutti Why he is one Of US
one Of our sort at any rate ? said Frank
Stark, the one who had spoken first,
'Yes-he used to be, but he's with
hem now. | couldn't get no chance to
see him alone, or would have known
What it meant. l had my own idea
hat he was after one of the gals, for
,heY're purifier than any picture that
was ever painted, and l know he's death
sfter that kind Of game. But ride on
boys and get something to eat and then
yell plan for nice bit ofwork tonight.
There's between twenty and thirty
left, and they'll fight like
olazes for revenge
MKandlas now turned and rode back
With his men to the grove, so b usy in
n talking with them, that he did not
notice single person on a hill beyond
he rive, who had evidently seen all
lis movements, and who rode off swift
y when the rufisn leader entered the
,rove. n