Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1877-07-25

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der his gaze.
"See," said Grignon; "you can't
shoot me. Here"-and he drew
pistol from his pocket, a revolver
"fire at me-"
The Indian smiled.
"You don't want me to kill you 2"
said he scornfully.
"You can't"
The Indians eyes flashed.
"Shoot ~ cried Grignon, folding
his arms.
The Indian hesitated moment.
He looked at us supiciously. Then
he looked at his companions, and
said something in their language.
They all responded vehemently.
The Indian took aim.
"You tell me to shoot" said he.
"Shoot!" said Grignon again.
The Indian fired.
Grignon smiled, and, walking
forward to the Indian, he handed
him bullet.
The Indians looked paralyzed.
Grignon showed him how to fire
it again.
The Indian fired the other five
shots.
Grignon caught each bullet, some
times seeming to catch it from his
breast, sometimes from his face,
and each time he handed it to the
Indian. The other Indians were
in a state Of wild excitement.
"They may all shoot if they
choose" said Grignon, and, saying
this, he went to his trunk, drew
out nine pistols, and, coming up tc
r them, proceeded to load each one
: He took the powder and put it in
!, then the wadding and bullet, ant
g the Indians saw him do it. Ill
: handed a pistol to each on loadin!
e it. Suddenly one of those fellow
s took aim and fred. Grignon, with
out seeming to have noticed him
n raised his hand and seemed to cate
e q bullet from his forehead. Il
o tossed this toward the Indian, VIII
e picked it up with an air of stupt
It faction.
O Then he stood, and told all tn
e rest to fire.
Eight reports sounded in rapi
succession.
o Grignon took off his hat an
N walked up to the Indians. 1
s. their amazement eight bullets we
in his hat. Each man took al
:" looked at it in wonder.
70 ''Do You want to fire again
t. asked Griguon.
at They all expressed a wish to
so.
d. "Well, hand me the pistols
re To their amazement the pistc
were gone.
TX They looked at one another
ed wonder.
ed "You see," said Grignon, 9Th
ld fired the pistols at me, too, and
swallowed them"
or "Swallowed them," faltered t
of Indian, and then he told this to |
o. astonished companions.
"Yes, do you want themp
de The Indian nodded.
of Whereupon Grignon opened
TO- mouth, and, rolling back his ey
err, he inserted his fingers and drew
pistol apparently from his thro
en- Another followed. Then he DIR
forth the eight pistols from
lot throat, while the Indians ste
W. looking on in utter bewilderme
lat And no wonder, for we oursel'
in felt no less astonishment.
ler could not account for it; we W,
ms. as much stupefied as the Indii
as themselves.
led After this Grignon calmly DIR
forth six or eight more pistols, Il
EN- a number of cartridges, and fins
a carbine.
ice "Pm the medicine man." said
ing solemnly.
the The Indians said not word.
)ur "Do you want to fire agai
lly. said he, and he offered pistols
ing the Indians.
ad- They all shrunk back in hori
,er- Grignon tossed the pistols, cart
our ges, and carbine over to us,
ely smiled benignantly on the ast
ished savages.
the He shook his hand.
A knife fell out Of the 'p'
the Another followed, and anot
len He shook three more out OF