Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1877-05-12

clude To take her life. He said: - You
do not choose to be my squaw; then
choose to keep you prisoner 1or
shall not, under pain of death, wander
beyond the shade of this oak, which
overspreads this hut" Two Indian
women were appointed TO provide her
food and clothing and to be her constant
guards. 1t could have been no ordinary
feeling that she awakened in the heart OF
her captor, else he would have put her
to death before he would have seen her
daily before his eyes, year on year, his
captive, yet ever beyond his reach. For
eleven years she walked beneath the
shadow of this oak, yet never went be-
yondit.
Her baby meanwhile had grown to be
beautiful girl whom her mother called
Gwawa, or Hope. Little Gwawa had
but one playmate, little boy with eyes
as blue as the sky, whom the Indians
called Tschagarag (Skyiness). This
child had been captured two years after
Mrs. Noyes, but had escaped the terrible
fate of his comrades because of the par
ticular fancy the Indian children had for
him. The Indian children had no fancy
for Gwawa. Tschagarag was her only
friend. He often went to her mothers
hut 10 play with her and together they
received instructions from Mrs. Moves.
Monnacasset and his tribe were not so
successful in their marauding expedi
tons as formerly, on account of the in
crease and constant watchfulness of the
surrounding settlers. When Mrs. Moves
had been a prisoner little more than
eleven years, Monnacasset was MORALLY
wounded in a skirmish on the mall last
above where the executive mansion now
stands. He was carried to his wigwam,
wounded beyond the power of the med
icine women TO help him. Mrs. Moves
and little Gwawa ministered to him in
his dying moments, for though a savage
he had not been to them an altogether
ungenerous foe. Upon the turf be-
meath this oak he died. and here he was
buried
Not long after his death the site of the
present City of Washington was bought
by George Washington and others, and
a treaty was made with the few remain
ing Anacostas TO leave these haunts and
to move westward. This treaty was
made beneath this oak where Norma
cisset died, and whose branches for so
many years had measured the length of
Mrs. Noyes's captivity. Here, for the
first time since her separation from her
husband, she was allowed to speak with
white men, and through the transactions
of the treaty acted as Interpreter Sew
eral gentlemen offered her home. But
she would accept but one proposition,
that made by 2 Mr. Cochran, that he
should build for her small house under
the branches of her prison oak.
The tribe departed to their westward
hunting ground, carrying with them the
young blue-eyed Tschagarag. The little
house was builded beneath the oak A
faithful negro, given TO Mrs. Moves by
a sympathizing neighbor, became her
only reliance for support. He worked
and supplied her wants, rs so many an
other negro has done in the eras now
forever past. A city began to grow in
the broad, green basin spread before her.
Commissioners were appointed to select
sites for public buildings. This magnif-
icent height was chosen for the furure
capitol. But SO intense was Mrs. Noyes's
attachment to her home and TO the green
dome above it, she was left undisturbed
and the s. Hill' where the capitol now
stands was chosen for it. At the foot of
this hill we see an old cemetery, the old
est one in Washington. 1t is called
Fl" Holmead's burying ground" Here
We're all the Indian mounds, and here
still may be seen the ancient graves of
the Anacostas.
The nineteenth century had come with
its vast promise for the future. Time
had touched her gently, yet Mrs. Moves
began TO show that she was passing in
to the evening shadow Her auburn hair
had turned gray, and her face showed