The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1871-02-25

his pocket, revolver-@fire at me.
The Indian smiled
ssYou don't want me to kill you z said
he scornfu1ly.
ssYou can't
The Indians eyes flashed
s.Shoot !" cried Grignon, folding his
arms.
The Indian hesitated moment lie
looked at US suspiciously. Then he look
ed at his companions, and said something
in their language. They all responded
yehemently.
The Indian took aim.
aYou tell me to shoot, said ne.
.sShoot!' said Grignon again.
The Indian fred
Grignon smiled, and walking forward
to the Indian, he handed him bullet.
The Indian looked paralyzec.
Grignon showed him how to fire it
again.
The Indian fred the other five shots.
Grignon caught each bullet, sometimes
seeming to catchit from his breast, some
times from his face, and each time he
handed it to the Indian.
The Indians were now in a state Of
wild excitement.
aThey may all shoot if they choose"
said Grignon, aud saying this. he went to
his trunk, drew out nine pistols, and com
ing up to them, proceeded to load each
one He took the powder aud put it in,
then the waddlng and bullet, aud the 1n
dians saw him do it. He handed pis-.
tol to each on loading it. Suddenly, one
of these fellows took aim, and fired
Grignon, without seeming to have
noticed him, raised his hand and snatched
bullet from his forehead. He tossed
this toward the Indian, who picked it up
with an air of stupefaction.
Eight reports sounded in rapid success
sion.
Grignon took off his hat and walked
up to the Indians. To their amazement
eight bullets were in his hat. Each man
! took and looked at it in wonder.
]! .Do you want to fire again Z" asked
Grignon.
They all expressed wish to do SO.
! s.W ell, hand me the pistols.
/ TO their amazement the pistols were
gone.
They looked at one another in won
der.
'sYou see,' see said Grignon, 'sthey
+ Hfeu the PiStOlS at Ae, too aHo sNol-
lowed them.
j s.Swallowed them" faltered the Irdi-
an, and he told this to his astonished
companions.
ssIes; do you want them -
The Indian nodded.
/ Whereupon Grignon opened his mouth,
and rolling back his eyes, he inserted
his fingers and drew a pistol apparently
from his throat. Another followed.
Then he drew forth third, then a fourth,
and so on until he had drawn forth the
eight pistols frou. his throat, while the
i Indians stood looking on in utter bewll-
derment.
After tlris Grignon calmly drew forth
six or eight more pistols, then number
of cartridges, and finally a carbine.
elm the medicine man," said he sol-
emnly.
The Indian said not word.
/. 'Do you want to fire again = said lie,
and he offered the pistols to the Indians.
They all shrunk back IN horror.
Grignon tossed the pistols, cartridges,
and carbine over to us, and smiled bepig-
nantly on the ostonished sayages.
! lie then shook his hand.
a knife fell out of the palm Another
/ followed, aud another. He shook three
more out Of his left hand, and drew a
score or so out Of his ears.
sPerhaps you would like something to
/ drink p said he, smilingly, to the Indi-
an who spoke English.
/ The savages looked at him suspicious
+ ly.
] ':What'll you have? Rum, brandy,
gin, whisky, ale, porter, wine, or cider p
! The Indian Frightened up, and spoke
to his fellows. They all preferred
| whisky.
Grignon asked the Indian to lend him
/ a loose blanket which he wore. The In-
/ dian took it off doubfully. Grisnon
shook it bottle rolled out. He shook
/ it again glass fell ont. He shook it
third time nine more tumhlers fell out,
/ Finally, he shock it again a corkscrew
/ tumbled down.
"Will you take it raw or with water p
asked Grignon, as he proceeded to un-
! screw the cork.
! The Indian said nothing.
'.Isn't that good whisky 7" asked Grig-
non, as he poured it out in glass.
| The Indian smelled it suspiciously
Then he tasted it. The taste was enough.
He drank it all off, smaeked his lips, look
ed around triumphantly on his compan-
ions, and then-held out for more. AT
i this all the other Indians encouraged by
/ this experiment, clamored for some
Grignon poured away from his bottle.
Each man drank and wanted more.
But Grignon shook his head.
ssNot now," he said to the spokesman
! sI'll give you a bottle apiece to carry
home with YOU And going up to the
blanket he shook out dozen bottles Of
/ the same kind as the last.
| BY this time the Indians were in the
| jolliest mood conceivable.
sBefore give you any more, said he,
sslet me make you SO that you will not
get drunk. y
He walked up to the first Indian, and
took his hands in each Of his, and looked
at him steadfastly in the eyes for some