The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1884-07-13

pointing backward over the wiudswspt divide
wo had lust crossed. he said. Go md H."
Nose dropped 10 his feet and started back.
We went on to tho river and made our camp.
In about two hours Nose ioped into camp with
the leathern sheath Of the knife Ia his mouth.
and gave II Into Warmers hand. With insfYAbls
scorn he looked at Nose - though he sxpsotsd
him to sprout donkey ears. He savngsly told
Nose that he was the greatest ass In the Rocky
Mountains. Then. holding. the empty sheath
before tho dogs eyes. he STORMY asked,
Where 10 the knife !" and he added: Go
back. you donkey and ind tho knife you sl.
lowed to slip from the sheath" Tho dog turned
and disappeared In the darkness. In less than
an hour he returned with the knife In bic
mouth. 1now understood why Nose DO care.
fully searched the camp each morning. TX.
peronca had taught him that Warner would
send him back for any article that had been
overlooked, and Nose. being q sociable dog and
not fond OF lonely trips across tho plains and
over hills. bohind which savage gray wolves
lurksd. took good care that nothing was left In
the abandoned Campo.
Nose wns noisy. He dearly loved the sound
Of his own voice. His spirits were always
high. He chased jack rabbits: he pursued
coyotes: no coursed swlfts: he tormsntsd
badgers: he avoided gray wolves he barksd
OF game o. nights. One evening We rode into
the Mar!as Valley. Stamped into the clay By
the edge OF the winter were the fresh prints OF
many moccasined feet We were among hos.
tito Indians. Warner aud I dismouutod and
examined tho tracks. Nose smelled Of them.
Tint night. after It was dark. We rode north
ward and made dry camp among the hills.
After our horses were picketed Warner carried
saddle blanket to the top Of u noar-by bill that
overlooked our camp. and there spread It. He
A-y.n AkAn
he added 10 his instructions the caution. No
more noise from this on. Nose" never again
heard the dogs voice. Nightly he watched our
camp In silence. Tho approach OF game that
he could not make out. such as buffalo In the
distance or travelling elk or antelope. he an
nounced by waking Warner. Often while lying
on the northern plains have awakened with y
start and u keen sense OF tho presence OF dam
ger to sec Warner rife In hand. and Nose ut
his side. gazing intently into the darkness.
The dog Understood al well as wo that his bark
might betray our camp TO the Backfeet. who
wore hunting In the land and no supprassedit.
Nose became q solemn dog. He quilted play
ing with badgers; no stuck close to the horses
when We were on the trail: no lost all desire to
explore the crests OF the divides or to admire
the scenery from the tons OF hills. Tho low
valleys and tiny draws that hid W. from tho
sharp eyes OF the Blackfeet suited Nose as we'll
rs us. ! hnvo not a particle OF doubt that Nose
felt tho presence OF danger and understood
that We wers careful. because 1t was essential
to our safety.
IA.to In August the trading post Of Healy
Brothers and Hamilton. at Whoop Up on the
Belly River. sheltered u.s. There we lost Nose.
Dogs as we'll as men have their hours Of weak
ness. Nose was Of ardent temperament. He
fell = victim to tho wilos OF fair. golden
haired dark-eyed female Of his species. and
was lured by her into the Piegan camp. Tho
children Of tho plains. hSoing secured the dog
by honest thrift and finished craft. refused to
surrender him to Warner when no entered
their camp: and they told him they would kill
him II ho came after the dog again. The tears
stood In ths brave gentIeman's eyes when he
returned to the trading post. The descendants
OF Moso are famous among the Blackiset for
sledae dogs.
On my return to civilization Nose gradually
faded from my memory. One day last winter
mot Joe H.aly on Broadway. During our talk
he told me that Nose was still alive. He made
the trading post his headquarters; but visited
In the Indian camps great portion OF the
time He grew In intelligence as the years
rolled by. Healy told mo that Nose could not
talk or read or write. and that he might be
little rusty In mathematics. but that he knew
more than many men. and that he was most
delightful comrade undor any circumstances.
To-day recOiveds letter from Heaiy. writ
ton attSilver City. Northwest Territory. Mantle.
bR. let 1t speak for itself:
Il lost good and true friend this past win
ter. You knew him we'll. Old Nose OF Whoop
Up is dead. He was sensible to the last. Hs
knew his time had come. Some Of the men
found him digging his own grave outside Of the
fort. They carried him into the building. That
night he escaped. and the next morning was
found dead In the grave he had dIggsd. The
men made him q CONN. and buried him at the
spot he had chosen. have erected slab over
him. and inscribed on It: Here lies Nose. He
will hunt no MORE" FRANK WILKIsoH