The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-07-12
The Daily Bulletin.
Dixon Springs.
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cd j WOulu BAY tHat az no uon mehu
once week, but three times day, and a
lunch when ever you want It, The great
trouble with the majority Of western water
ing places is the absolute lack Of anything to
charm the eye. One can drink water and
eat and put in the rest of the time staring
at an unattractive stretch of fields. Here
the scenery IS the chief charm. Even
around the springs proper nature seems to
have tried herself, and within stones
throw are huge boulders and ferny chaSms
that charm one by their grandeur. 1 know
of only one place in the West that resem-
bles il and that is the famed Boulder Can
on of Colorado This place lacks the mag
nifcence of that canon, simply because tits
on a smaller scale, but It is equally beauti-
full For miles the sightseer can follow a
rocky gulch which ever presents new beau
ties. Here an upright wall Of rock, and
there chssm through which the little
streams tumble in hundreds Of tiny WATER
falls. The principal points are Album
Rock, Gibralter, First Kiss Cave-My
Hearts Broke The Pool, Brennsn's Falls,
The Old Mill, Wigwam, Lions Pass, Rock
City, Giants Causeway, Ambush Rock and
the M,idens Head. This latter place
brings to my mind one of the old Indian
legends Of the place. This country, from
Cave-in-Rock back, was formerly peopled
by the Shawnees, fierce tribe who used
these wonderful gorges as hiding places
when pursued by their enemies. The
Maidens Head is round, fat rock with
chasm in the centre. To use homely
phrase, it looks like piece of pie with a
slit cut In the centre. The Indians claim
that this cut was first made by a toma1awk
in the hands of Cullumbi, the fierce old
Shawnee chief who formerly ruled here.
And now for the story. Old Cullumbi had
lovely daughter, Leaping Fawn by name.
All the young bucks in the Tribe were
mhsneu on Ucf anu uscu w NahS HCi W
church and choir meeting and break them
selves up buying her ice cream, and she was
such favorite that on Christmas her buck
skin leggngs were never large enough to
hold her gifts, and she used to borrow a
pair fourteen sizes larger from her aunt,
old Muskkishi, who had sciatic rheumatism
in both legs. Now, on this rheumatism,
hangs part of the story, both of the springs
and of Miss Leapng Fawn, Young Doc
don know what his name wss-was a
brave OF the tribe, and he loved Miss Fawn
better than he did tripe or cold
roast dog, which is saying great deal.
He got solid with the old woman 10y curing
her rheumatism, which he did by applying
mud from the First Spring, CThis mud is
used to this day for the same purpose) In
return for this Muskkishi and her brother
both promised Doc that the hand OF Leap
ing Fawn should be his. This was all right
as far as it went, but Llaping Fawn was
stuck on young lroquos chief named
Buffalo Lung. Buff i call him that for
short-was a great old dandy, and when he
striped his nose with red paint, stuck few
eagle feathers in his hair, and walked with
his toes turned out, he was as fine looking a
young Indian as you would see anywhere
out,ide tobacco sign. He used to go to
see Fawn regularly, and they used to meet
and sit On Maideu's Head rock, aud he
would tell her how solid he was with the
girls at home, and she would show him
verses that young Doc wrote to her and
they'd both get jealous and fuss, and finally
they'd kiss and make up and Buff would
hold her hand all the rest OF the evening
no matter how hot it was, and she woulc
get bears grease all over his shoulder anc
he wouldn't say word, and all this time
the surface of the rock was smooth and
getting smoother from being used rs kline
of Sunday evening armchair by the young
lovers. About this time Doc began to kicl
because Fawn was never at home when hi
called, and he and old Muskkishi followed
Fswn one night and saw young Buff chawnl
her ear and telling her yum yum stories OF
the rock, aud when they told old Cullumb
he famed Fawns polonaise with dried
buffalo tongue and told her if he ever ioun'
her swapping saliva with strange young
men again he'd cut off her head off. Low,
laughs at locksmilhs, and that very nigh
Fawn stole off and met Buff on the rock
They we're just dividing some wax that hi
had brought her, when there was yell anc
the woods seemed full of Indians. Buff tool
q tumble off the rock, but poor Fawn'
dress was so tight she couldn't rur and TIT
old man grabbed her. "What did tell YOU
abeut this soit-soap talk with strange young
men9 Did | not tell thee would cut OF
thy head of, foolish gir9' said old maj
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