Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1882-04-14
Savage Warfare In Brooklyn.


One day last week Joralemon Street
man arrived from Carlisle, Penn, with
n young Indian squaw whom he had
taken from school there and whom be
proposed to train for an upper servant.
The news of the arrival flew like Wild
fire. and the small boys of the neighbor-
hood began preparations for the cam
paign. They slept on the floor nights.
wrapped III blankets, to inure themselves
to the fatigue and hardships of an active
expedition, and ate hard tack and such
spoiled meat as they could find, that they
might prove trained soldiers when hos
tilities opened.
Friday night was fixed for the attack.
Twenty veteran youngsters WI, had read
OF score of bloody Indian battles armed
themselves with broom handles and
flocked TO the fray.
''Be cautious, men, whispered Doony
Murphy, who had been elected General.
''The enemy is now at prayer meeting
She will return through the Fulton ra-
vine. and as she rounds the angle into
JOralemOn canon we will trail her to her
lair..'
'Shall we betake ourselves to the
woods, General?' inquired Mick MeCart-
ney, who was second in command.
$50 do.' ordered the General, in q
stentorian voice, but the troops got be-
hind tree boxes and lamp posts.
Not sound broke the stiffness save
the bells and brakes of the Court Street
buifaloes, As they stopped to discharge or
take in passengers. The wind swept
across the prairie in front of the City
Hall, drowning the roar of the grizzly
bear as he hawked his Eagles up and
down the lonely basin of Myrtle Avenue
A spreading antler buck stood before the
Academy billboard. wildly chawing the
Patti show bills and rejoicing in his free
dom.
At length tho prayer-meeting services
were ended. and Sarah, the squaw,
started with the free and easy stride of
her race TO ride home.
Brooklyn expects every man to do
his duty!' said Gen. Doony Murphy. as
scout reported the arrival of the foe.
He turned Il shade paler rs he spoke,
but his companions noted it not. "When
/ give the ringing word of command,
have at the redskins - he continued,
and, as the order went down the line,
each hOodlum grasped his stick with
firmer hand and thought of home and
mother.
Slowly and with elastic tread Sarah
alighted from u Greene, Gates IL Fulton
Indian pony and cautiously picking out
the trail, passed over the plains where
Court and Fulton meet. and turned into
! the dark and dismal canon of JOralemon.
destined soon to sparkle with life blood.
"Lie quiet, men. ordered the General,
"C0l." Mick Mccartney, you may lead
the attack. surround her If YOU can, but
be wary The red devil may escape
into her mountain fastness unless you
are waryr'
Colonel Mick gave ringing salute.
and ordered his men to stand fast.
Sarah had penetrated the ravinr ahou,
q hundred feet when suddenly there
arose yell of rage and vengeance. and
the troops were upon her.
The battle was bitter. Murphy and
his men were brave, but the sguaw had
legs like thrashing machine and fists
like shoulders of beef. Across the prairie
the wind bore the howls of the wounded
and the crash of the fray. mingled with
| the shrek of defeat and the hOarse cry
of victory.
Then all was still again and peaceful
in that awful dell.
And the buck left the Patti show bills
and wandered over the field, gorgine
himself on assorted sizes of seats OF
trousers. thickly scattered there. The
red child of the plains went home, think.
ing that civilization had some charms
and inclined to regard coming home as
more elevating to the morals than going
to prayer-meeting, while Murphy and
Mccartney stood up before the tattered
remnant of their army and examined
dime novels to see where they made theil
mistake.
One of yesterdays story papers con
tanned the following answer to CORE
spondents:
I'D. Murphy-You should have crossed
the prairie in the other direction. as az
Indian always fights against the wind
Mutton tallOw and tannin are said to bt
good. From the description we thinl
the button holes of your pants may bt
used again, but the rest appears to havs
been badly damaged. No; we dom
think you had better attack her again
Another time you had better go for the
rest of the prayer-meeting and let tht
Indian o."-Brooklyn Eagle.