St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-05-07

I'lDle req man VINO went SuIHIIlS III
the heart Of Cora Belle Fellows and hit
the mark, arrived in St Paul yesterday,
and with his bride took up quarters in
Parlor 'D'' at the Ryan. The people OF
civilized ST. Paul now have an
opportunity to gaze upon the faces and
tOrmS Of the Indian and white maiden
whose romantic marriage at Swift
Birds Camp, in Dakota, caused such
decided sensation at the national cap
ital, whence Mrs. ChaSka emanated, and
throughout America.
They are either the''genuine article"
or the whole thing is most ingeniOuSly
gotten-up fake" seldom riYaled and
never surpassed.
There seems to be no doubt but that
the story of the marriage is true, and
that these persons at the Ryan are as
represented, for every necessary proof
is submitted.
a GLOBE reporter called at the Ryan
last evening and was at once shown to
the room occupied by Mr.. and Mrs.
Samuel Campbell, the AngliciZed pat
FonymicS of ChaSka and his wife. When
the reporter entered the room Mrs.
Campbell was standing at the window,
gazing into space and probably wonder
Ing il the rain was ever going to let up.
She turned and smilingly acknowledged
the introduction. The reporter was
then presented to her brawny, copper
coi0red husband, who towers to the
height of six feet three, is we'll proper
TONED and a handsome fellow, so far as
build is concerned. His face showed
no marked signs of intelligence, and
when he graSped the reporters hand,
with merely an ''Ugh," he lowered his
black eyes and kept them directed at
the carpet throughout the interview.
NOT MUCH OF A BEAUTY.
Mrs. Campbell is about five feet one,
fairly well formed and has wide face,
with sunlen cheeks, though in perfect
health. She is quite plain, but has a
pair of eyes. A rather small, nicely
shaped foot peeped out from beneath
her black satin beaded dress.
''Well, Mrs. Campbell" the reporter
said as he took seat beside her, II
presume you are aware of the object of
MY call?''
answered with laugh, looking across
the room towards her hubby who sat
on the sofa picking piece of paper to
pieces, and looking at his moccasins.
Are you an unbeliever?" she asked.
"Well L can hardly tell this early in
Che game. Reel out your yarn and I'll
spout afterward."
Il formerly lived in Washington,
ID. c." she began, where my father,
Homer Fellows, is chief clerk in the
pension department., Four years ago [
was sent as missionary from Washing
ton to the Santee Indian agency, not
by church, but by the Indian Rights
Missionary society, which has no re-
igiouS denomination. L stayed there
eight months and then went to Oahe,
pronounced O-ah-e-a, signifying rest
ing place. then moved around to
Cheyenne agency, and thence to Rose
bud agency, doing missionary work.
Then L went home to Washington on
visit and stayed six months. The ladies
of the First Presbyterian church were
preparing to send me out again when
suddenly l received an appointment
from the government to teach school
at Swift Birds camp OF reservation,
iifty-five miles from Fort Bennett | went
there, and at this place Imet Chaska,
my husband" and her eyes wandered
atfeetionately in the direction of his
SiOuXneSS.
eve grew to be very good friends, land
he called upon me regularly"
what were the circumstances of the
meeting?"
oh with blush. 'swe only met,
that's all. You embarrass me-"
Tell ME about ChaSka'S proposal"
This rather staggered Mrs. Campbell,
and, pointing to ChaSka, she said:
Ask him; he knows all about it."
With visions of a split skull and alb
sence of scalp. the reporter asked
Chaska, but might as well have tele-
phoned the spirit of Sitting Bulls
brother, for all the answer he got.
''Were you not warned to break the
engagement"
''Oh, yes, indeed, dozen times verb
ally and Il hundred times by letter, but
! was able to take care of myself. Here
is letter from Il Miss Boner, of Lang
don, Mimi. 1t was written to my father,
and he sent it to me-"
Following is an extract from the let
ter:
Your daughter has undoubtedly been
dragged. The Indians dig up certain
roots and by them can make ANYBODY
love them they want to. l warn you to
get your daughter away from the In
dian, as he will make her life hell
upon earth.'"
''And here is another" said Mrs.
Campbell, handing the reporter a large,
square envelope addressed Miss Cora
Belle Fellows" in pretty handwriting.
1t advised Miss Fellows against the
proposed marriage, and stated that the
writer placed implicit faith in Cora's
good sense and intelligence. 1t was
signed Laura Sunderland" and
breathed the very warmest friendship
and affection.
''She is very dear friend of mine"
Mrs. Campbell continued, land the
daughter of Rev. Dr.. Sunderland. pastor
of the First Presbyterian church at
Washington. That is the church Presi-
dent and Mrs. Cleveland attend.'
''Were You acquainted with the presi-
dent and his wife?o
I'VE only had church acquaintance.
They babe me goodbye when | left for
the West, | also received letter from
real estate man in Minneapolis advis-
ing me not to marry Chaska. Most of
the letters, OF course, were unwarrant-
able interferenceS, but many were from
good friends and treated them with re-
spect, though they did not prevent the
marriage" and she smiled in a satisfied
way, firing another loving glance at
ChaSka.
STUCK ON HIS SHAPE.
Here she arose and, walking across
the room, sat down beside the redskin,
placing her hand eonfidingly on his arm.
That she entertained great affection for
him there could be no doubt.
Ibid any one at the agency object to
the marriage?'
ooh, yes, the agent objected at first,
but was finally won over. By the way,
/ received letter from young man in
Dakota. asking me if | knew of pretty
Indian girl who wanted to marry 9
young fellow of tWcnty-three. l could
have answered him faYorabIy, for |
n IL