McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1884-06-26
AN INDIANS ROMANCE.
A Creek Chieftian Married to q Washing.
ton Woman.

ton woman.
Washington p
About the 1st of last January a dele
CATION of Creek Indians arrived in
Washington. One of them was Ispa.
hecher, an Indian whose name had
come into sudden notoriety all over the
United States. He had set up q rival
claim to the head of the Greek nation,
and Indian-like, he endeavored to as
sert his claim by fighting. He came up
to Washington fresh from the warpath,
and the war of tomahawks became a
war of words in the interior depart
ment. At last Secretary Teller refused
to recC gnize his claims, and said that
Checote was the chief of the nation.
The disappointed claimant was then
free to go home.
But Ispahecher had found boon for
his wounded spirit. He was in love.
He had been taken by a friend to a
house on Ohio avenue, between Thlr-
teen-and-a-half and Fourteenth streets,
and introduced to Mrs. Narrower, a
woman who is decendent of a Chero-
kee Indian. Mrs. Narrower was pleas
ant, but she had daughter about
twenty-five years old who was pleas
anter. Ispahecher was impressed at
first sight. Mrs. Narrower earned her
living by manipulating clothes in a
wash-tub, and in the performance of
her daily avocation frequently visited
the fremont house, where Ispahecher
was domiciled. Then the plot thick
ened, and the scourtship of the two
waxed warmer. They became en-
gagged, although exactly how no one
seems to know. Tho language of love
was their only means of communica-
ton.
Ispahecher had decided to leave
Washington on the 10th of June, and
he wanted the marriage postponed I'M
til just before that date. He was afraid
it would get int the newspapers, and be
spread over the country and become
known to his tribe before he reach
home. But the argument of his inter-
prefer made HIM change his mind, and
the 4th of June was the date fixed.
Last night, therefore, at 1880 o'clocr, a
little party gathered in the parlor of the
BRIDES house. The light of the solitary
lamp fell upon the dark and stalwart
form of the Indian standing in the GEN.
ter of the room by his white bride, while
her family stood over against the walls.
The ceremony was performed by Rev.
DR.. Bartlett, of the New York Avenue
church. "Wilt thou have this woman
to be thy wife?" he asked of Ispahecher.
Then the interpreter, Mr.. S. B. Gala
han, uttered series of gutteral sounds.
The chief bowed his head and answer
ed, 81 do'' in unintelligible Creek. The
whole service was thus interpreted.
Ispahecher is fine specimen of an
Indian, tall, heavy built, with black,
glossy hair, and face which is deeply
furrowed. He is fifty-six years old.
When interviewed, through the inter-
prefer, by Post reporter after the GER
emory, he said that indians were gen.
orally regarded as poor. He was not
one of this kind. He had home and
a farm and plenty to live on. He re-
GREETED exceedingly his inability to
speak English, but he had always lived
back in the country among the Indi-
ans, and had not acquired the new
tongue as others had, by minglng with
the whites. He therefore felt lost
among English-speaking people.
Miss Alma Narrower, the bride, is
about 25 years of age, with pleasant
features. She wore neat drab dress,
and said but little during the interview.
She does not understand one word of
husbands language, and he, as stated,
can not speak En- lish. elbow are you
going to get along ?" asked the Post re-
porter. We understand each other"
she said smilingly.
81 should think they did," said the
interpreter, ssfor they have been court
ing each other for some months
Mrs. Ispahecher said she did not
mind going to the Indian territory, and
was perfectly willing to leave there.
In room beneath the parlor table,
covered with white cloth and bear
ing two plates of plain cake told of the
wedding feast which had followed the
ceremnnv