Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1869-12-17

three days journey. We can go there
for plumber and scalps and then come
n back here, and when the fighting men
Mare not here or are asleep we can sprin-
Me the bones of our dead with the blood
ofyengeance where they fell"
'The Hawk of the Hills speaks like
MAY. The Heart of Big Maple wa
weak, 1t is strong again. The warrior
will cook meat and eat while their hors
es rest and feed"
Light blazing fires, emitting scarcel.
any smoke were now made from dry
twigs, and the warriors made hearty
meal, the first for twenty-four hours, II
wSs not finished when an alarm was CIV,
en- by scout, White men mounted ana
armed were coming in from the South
"They are not those we fought last
night" said MKandlas. They have
not had time to get to this side OF the
river | will ride out alone and see who
they are. Let my red brothers remain
where they are ready to fight or to nee
if they see that | am among their enc
mics"
"The Hawk of the Hills is great
brave. His words are good and his deeds
60 with them" said the Cheyenne chief.
MKandlas now mounted bis horse, put
a bit of white cloth on the ramrod of his
rife and rode out from the shelter of the
grove toward the group of advancing
horsemen, ten or dozen in number.
They halted assoon as he was observed |
and seemed to look to their arms.
He rode boldly on until within two or
three hundred yards when shout of rec.
ognition rose ON both sides and men rode !
rapidly to meet him.
They were his own men from the Black |
Hills, whom he had left there to carry
on his business of pillaging emigrant
trains, while he came down on an expe-
ditson on his own private account.
." Why are you here 2" he asked, as
they rode up. "WAat did you leave
Cave Canyon for?"
Because we got sarched and scorched |
out whipped out! said one, who seemed
to head the party.
" Well, boys, I'm glad you are here,
for now I'll do the work | failed in last
night. That internal fend, Buffalo Bill, |
with wild Bill and Dave Tut wiped out
over twenty Cheyennes that l piloted |
down to the Cody place last night
"Dave Tut Why he is one of US
one of our sort at any rate D." said Frank
Stark, the one who had spoken first.
Yes-he used to be, but he's with
them now. | couldn't get no chance to
see him alone, or | would have known
what it meant. had my own idea that
he was after one of the gals, for they're
purifier than any pictur that was ever
painted and | know he's death after
that kind of game. But ride on BOYS
and get something to eat and then we'll |
plan for nice bit of work tonight.
There's between twenty and thirty Chey-
ennes left, and they'll fight like blazes
for revenge"
MKandlas now turned and rode back
with his men to the grove, so busy in
talking with them, that he did not notice
A single person on hill beyond the riv-
er, who had evidently seen all his move
nents, and who rode oftswiftly when the
rutfian leader entered the grove.
"There are warriors from my band in
he Black Hills, come to fight by the side
Of their chief said MKandlas to the
Cheyenne chief, as he and his men rode
lp among the camp-fres.
They are welcome as the rain when \
.he earth is dry. Big Maple is glad to .
zee them here" a
Now cook and eat boys" said NJ !;
kandlas, "and let your horses rest and
eed till we are right. Well then wine
'ut Buffalo Bill and his party, and make
raid down the river as far as we can i
md then strike for the Platte for a rest" is
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