Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1890-11-08
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standing on the outside of the lodge. /
will have the tent cut from the outside
You jump through, mount, and ride for
your life. You may escape. You will
burn II you stay Then, with a smile.
The mare is mine. She Is the fastest
animal in the valley of the Yellowstone.
1 give her to YOU She left me, and
quickly resumed her work. AS she wove
the hair Of many Crow scalp locks into
the shirt l sat looking thankfully at her
She never looked at me again AS saw
chance for my life my heart beat so
loudly that l thought it would be heard.
l calmed my face and waited. / ate
fairly OF supper. Ismoked pipe All
were very kind and attentive to me.
Night was passing away, and still the
Indians fingered. looking at the man
they were to burn on the morrow. /
leaned back against the tent to rest my
self, when felt hand gently pushing
me forward. Sitting whisting, felt
the point of knife come through and
strike my neck. / did not finch. /
could feel the blood trickle down my
back. could feel the knife carefully
drawn down until it hit the ground
Still whistling, / waited, my heart
humping, my blood on fire--waited
minute to give whoever cut the tent
time to escape. Then grasping my heart
and nerves for an instant, / gathered
myself and turned backward through
the opening. Instantly jumping to my
feet, vaulted into the saddle that was
on the back of a white horse that stood
there, and in the midst of yells, of rifle
shots. of pack of bowling dogs, we
rushed out of the camp. II seemed to
me as though thousand horsemen were
lin pursuit of me instantly. We galloped
up the river to bend had seen. Dasll-
ing in, we forded it under a fire that
made the water boil around us. and were
out of water, and on the level land 10
the north of the river, before any of the
Sioux were half way across. Striking
the trail to the Bozeman Pass, | took it,
and knowing it, pushed boldly on, and
though hotly pursued. my horse out
lasted theirs. and i escaped. | never
drew rein until l dismounted TO the west
of the pass. The girl saved me. With
any other horse should have been recap
tured and burned. / have not got the
girl. The love have for her the mare
has instead. returned TO my post, and
made no trade in the Yellowstone that
year.
Again. Last winter the snow was
On the ground in January, and for three
days l had been hunting for running
antelope The sun was very bright,
and my eyes hurt me. / saw specks
floating about; little chains with small
links were constantly before me. My
eyes burned smartly when / returned to
the agency. Daily while hunting had
seen the low black clouds in the north
that indicate the formation or MARSHALL
ing of the winds of the frozen north.
Daily the south wind swept them beyond
the northern horizon; but the next
morning found them looming porten-
tiously in the northern sky. On my re-
turn to the agency / found runner had
just got in from Belly River. in British
America, with important news for me,
1t was necessary that | should go up at
once. / started the next morning. My
eyes hurt dreadfully.
Il always go to the Belly River, when
the snow is on the ground, by the way
of the Sweet Grass Hills, and there |
camp one night. One side of the hills is
always bare of snow, and there is q
spring of good water on the northern
side of the center hill. A strong south
wind was blowing when ! started, but
by noon saw the clouds to the north
suddenly rise up knew that the mar
shalling Of the north winds was COM
pleted, and they were eager for the as
sault on the soft south wind On came
the black cloud The south wind still
blew fiercely, but it could not stem the
assault from the arctic region. Birds
few south before the storm; antelope
and deer were running for shelter |
had reached my camping ground, and
stood looking far off to the north, see
ing the landmarks disappear one by one
as the head of the blizzard reached
them and shrouded them in its Icy
breath. A calm. Then, with mighty
rush and loud noise, the head Of the
blizzard swept past mo. The air was
filled with particles of ice that cut
through almost horizontally, and seemed
as If they would never fall Colder,
ever colder, grew the wind, and denser
the air as the ice particles thickened
sought shelter in the rocks. Buckling
the clothing on the mare / turned her
loose, knowing that size would not leave
me. Then lay down on my blankets,
and, wrapping my beaver cloak around
me, tried to sleep. | began thinking,
and could not sleep The buffalo had
not come south that winter, and the
wolves were gaunt and hungry. As
they follow horseman over the plains
in the summer, so they do in the winter,
only more of them, and those great
gaunt famine breeders, the gray and
black ones, go in largely increased num-
bers. I had had pack of them at my
heels all day. and now they cropped up
IN my thoughts.
Finally slept When awoke it was
dark. Holding up my naked hand,
felt the icy sweat of the blizzard
strike sharply against it The roar Of
the wind still continued l waited, it
seemed to me, for hours, when ! sud-
denly felt my mare paw my breast.
spoke kindly to her, saying she had
made a mistake. Soon she paved ms
again, and / arose TO find that all was
dark. that ] could not see the white
mare. Alarmed struck match un-
der my cloak and looked down TO see
the blaze. / saw nothing, but the