Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1880-07-09
TAKING 1T COOLLY,

here offered to our readers, together with
some amusing sayings and doings. When
gallant Ponsonby lay grievously wound
ed Oh the field of Waterloo, he forgot
his own plight while watching an en-
counter between q couple of French lam
GERS and one Of his own men, cut off
from his troops. AS the Frenchmen came
down upon Murphy, he, using his sword
as if it were shillelagh, knocked their
lances alternately aside again and again.
Then suddenly setting spurs to his horse,
he galloped off at full speed, his eager
foes following in hot pursuit, but not quite
neck and neck. Wheeling around at ex-
actly the right moment the Ilishman,
rushing at the foremost fellow, parted
his lance and struck him down. The
second, pressing on to avenge his COM
rade, was cut through diagonally by
Murphy's sword, falling to the earth
without a groah, while the victor
scarcely glancing at his handiwork,
trotted of, whistling "The Grinder"
Towards the close of the battle of
1nkermann, Lord Raglan, returning
from taking leave of General Strangways,
met sergeant carrying water for the
wounded. The sergeant drew himself
up to salute, when round shot came
bounding over the hill and knocked his
forage cap out Of his hand. The man
picked it up, busted it, placed it carefully
on his head. and made the salute, not a
muscle of his cOuntenance moving the
while. "A neat thing that, my man !"
said Lord Raglan. eyes, my lord" re-
turned the sergeant with another salute,
"but miss is as good as mile" The
commander was probably not surprised
by such an exhibition of GOODNESS. being
himself good that way. He was badly
hurt at Waterloo, and says the Prince Of
Orange, who was in the hospital, II was
not conscious of the presence of Lord
Fitaroy Somerset until heard him call
out, in his ordinary tone, Hollo! Don't
carry that arm away until have re-
moved my ringw Neither wound nor
operation had extOrted a grOan from
his lips"
The Indian prides himself upon taking
good or i'll in the quietest of ways, ana
from tale told in MIR. MarshalPs Cana
dian Dominion" his civilized half.broth-
er would seem to be equally Unconditional.
Thanks mainly to certain Metis or half
breed in the service of the Hudson Bay
company, Sioux warrior was found
guilty Of stealing horse, and con-
demned to pay the animals value by in
stallments at one of the company's forts.
On paying the last installment he re-
ceived his quittance from the man who
had brought him to justice, ana left the
office. A few moments later the Sioux
returned, advanced on his noHeless moe.
casions within a pace Of the writing
table, and leveled his musket full.at the
halfbreed's head. Just as the trigger
was pulled, the Metis raised the hand
with which he was writing and lightly
touched the muZele of the gun: the shot
passed over his head, but his hair was
'singed off in broad mass. The smoke
clearing away, the Indian was amazed to
see that his enemy still lived. The other
looked him full in the eyes for an in
slant, and quietly resumed his writing
The Indian silently departed unpussued,
those who would have gwen chase, being
stopped by the half-breed with, GO
back to vollr dinner, and leave the affair
to me-"
When evening came, few whites,
curious to see how the matter would end,
accompanied the Metis to the Sioux en-
campment. AT certain distance he
babe them wait, and advanced alone to
the Indian tents. Before one Of these
sat crouched the baned savage, singing
his own death-hymn to the tom-ton. He
complained that he must now say good
bye to wife and child, to the sunlight, to
his gun and the chase. He told his
friends in the spirit-land to expect him
that night, when he would bring them
all the news of their tribe. He swung
his body backward and forward as he
chanted his strange song, but never once
glanced up not even when his foe
spurned him with his. foot. He only
sang On and awaited his fate. Then the
halfbreed bent his head and spat down
on the crouching Sioux and turned leis.
urely away-@ crueller revenge than if
he had shot him dead.
1t is not given to every one to play the
philosopher; and accept fortunes Bullets
and favors with equal placidity. Hora.
tons are scarce. But there are plenty
of people capable of behaving like Spar.
tans where the trouble does not touch
their Individuality. Elbow can I get out
of thisg' inquired an EnRlishman, ND to
his armpits in a Scotch bog, of a passer.
by: I dinno think We can get out of
it" was the response Of the Highlander,
as he went on his way.
! Here is q hint for our. old friend the
clown in the pantomime. At the burn.
ing of provision store, the crowd
helped themselves freely. One man
grasPeda huge cheese as his share of the
salvage: rising up with it he found him
self face to face with policeman, and