, 1886-02-16
THE C~HEYENNE'S HATE.


over her aud made use OF all their
trickery and c%hicanery without avail. I
was summoned to the lodge, and warned
that il | failed to cure her my life must
pay the forfeit.
| was now entirely out OF medicines,
except about forty drops OF pain killer.
Partly by signs and party by words tho
squaw ave me TO understand that she
had been poisoned by eating some
strange berries found up the banks Of
the stream. knew OF only one thing
to do, and il might be too late to do
that with n hope of benefit. That was
a plant called by the hunters Throw
up, D and growing around the camp. It
sometimes resembles lobelia in looks.
though it is smaller. | hastily gathered
a handful, made a strong tea, and gave
the squaw such an emetic as she had
never before experienced. She was
deathly sick all night, but when day
light came she had passed the crisis and
was mending.
log Killer and a dozen OF his braves
were in and about the lodge to the last,
and fully realized that, should the
squaw die on my hands, my doom was
sealed. No excuses were to DO taken
and no mercy shown. When ! felt that
the woman was fully out Of danger, |
turned 10 the chief for a nod OF com
m~endation, but perceived n scowl black
ms midnight instead. Not one of the
warriors dared smile his approval. evon
If he 80 desired. ! realized then that
there we're those in camp who hungered
for my life, and that Dog Killer would
much rather have seen his wife acorpse
than on tho road TO strength. When
the squaw, now free from pain and
resting easily. INDUCED in signs to
evince her gratitude. the chief seemed
very angry, and upbraided her in vigor-
Gus language.
Naturally, | had thought of escape ev-
cry day since my capture. The most seri-
GUS difficulty in the way was the late
nesss OF tho season. knew that win
ter set in early in that region, and that
to be caught on the plains or in the
mountains without plenty OF blankets
and food meant certain death. While
! had a fair general knowledge of my
geographical position, | vas uncertain
how high up on the Canadian we were.
That stream had its rise in New Mexico,
and emptied into the Arkansas in tho
eastern part OF the Indian territory. !
did not, ms a matter of fact, know for
sure that we we're on tho Canadian, but
knew that it must be either that
or the Cimarron. My pocket map
had been destroyed by the Cherokees,
but | could remember the general course
OF the the two streams and the lay OF
the country. II was from fifty to 100
miles south OF Fort Dodge, as tried to
figure out, | stood a pretty good chance
OF escape II / got clear of the encamp-
ment. From the direction the Choy-
ennes had come when returning from
battle. | felt quite sure that Gen
Sully must have set out from Fort
Dodge with his expedition. This would
put me southwest Of the fort, with a
plain to travel and two rivers to cross.
II was out in my calculations as TO
Fort Dodge, then the nearest haven of
security, providing | did moi run across
troops in the fold, WAS Fort Lyon, 100
miles northwest, in Colorado. shut
myself up in my lodge and schemed
n planned till mid afternoon. and the
result was that | determined to chance
it oil the Fort Dodge route.
! walked TO the outskirts of the camp,
ostensibly to gather herbs, but really to
see whore the horses were herded at
night, and TO determine what chance
there would DO of getting clear Of tho
village when night came. l was pres
emily joined by n limping warrior,
whose wounded foot had found in a
shocking state and almost cured. He
gathered a few handouts Of herbs, and
then motidAed for me to sit down and
examine his foot. We were both down,
and ! had his foot in my lap when he
cautiously remarked:
Dog Killer want To burn youi"
1t was the first word of English l had
heard any Of them use, and for n mo.
ment ! vas too astonished to do moro
than gaze at him with open mouth.
Hist Iniuns lookingr' he wills
pered. White man watch foot all the
time"
80 Dog Killer is my enemyf"I asked.
Heap mad Want to kill your
viii the big chief let himf'
big chief don't %cErel'
| bent over his foot, putting on a
fresh poultice, and, after a bit, he con
tinued:
white medicine man must go away
tonight Lose scalp tomorrow"
How can | gof'
See tree over theref"
IL was to my left, and n quarter Of a
mile from camp, a young tree growing
alone a few yards from the river bank.
Yes
when lnjuns sleep you come Find
me there"
Tonight
Yes White man heap medicine.
Cure foot. Foot most well Go back
now"
had finished dressing the wound.
n he got up and returned to his
lodge, and | soon bundled up my herbs
and saunterod in a careless way to
mine, stopping hero and there to exam
Inc the healing wounds Of some OF my
patients. 20 far as the number went
all were my friends, but none OF them
were veteran warriors or chiefs. They
could speak in my favor, but they had
nc influence.
was arranging some herbs over a
slow fire when Dog Killer entered my
lodge. | made him a respectful salute.
and arranged the blankets for n seat.
but he stood stifly on the other side OF
the fire and glared down at me. His
jaw was set, his eyes burning with hate,
and there was such a deylish expression
10 his whole countenAnce that | could
not keep my eyes on his face five sec
onds saluted again and pointed to
the blankets, but he made no sign.
felt hat his eyes never left me, aud /
was soon in a tremble. such n visit
boded me no good, and, though | triod
hard to appear respectfully indifferent,
be must have seen that I wal badly
broken up.
For ten long minutes bog Killer
maintained the position | have described.
Then could stand II no longer ltsing
10 nv feet. / was about " offer hun a
iced Results In Every Ease.
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