The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1892-06-01

Will loTce Jnat threatened to
dlslodge him. Presently a vigorous
knock or touch of the trigger discbaro-
ed the gun. Nutmeg looked at me an
pealingly. l shall always believe that
he thought himself shot, and that he
was preparing to fall tragicallv. when
his wit again came to the rescue, and as
quickly as one hand could manipulate
the lock, he fired again to prove that the
first had been no accident.
He did not look back, but he kent nm
an irregular fire; the intervals being
brief or prolonged, according to his
steadiness in the saddle.
l realized the importance of keeping
in front of that gun, and gave both rein
and spun to my broncho.
The Indians still followed, but five of
them were practically out of the race.
and galloped on at long intervals. The
sixth, mounted upon little black stall
lion,was but few rods behind and clear
y gaining. Whenever [ looked back he
motioned frantically for us to stop.
pointed to his horses head and made q
hundred signs, meaningless to me. 1t
seemed best to get farther from his COM
panions before hating; but our horses
were no match for his, and he dashed
around in circles each time coming
nearer.
L noticed that the Indian was unarmed
and that he clutched the name and ears
of his horse in vain efforts to stop it; but
the nervy little animal knew it's business
and was determined to ''round us up"
Exhaustion had reduced our gait to a
very irregular canter; yet Nutmeg saw
the Indian only when he passed in front
of us. Seeing that there was but one:
and supposing that the others had fallen
victims to his 'erring rifle, he resolved to
cover himself with glory, by Staying this
last daring red skin.
With this in view he lOOsed his hold of
the broncho's name, clasped his gun with
both hands and-fell in heap to the
ground. The bronchos stopped most
willingly; and when the Indians horse
had brought him to up, he said. ''What
for white boy shoot? Indian no hurt
i'm. Indian good Indian" ihen point
ing down the trail he added: "Water
down there. White boy no cross. No
body cross. Sand swallow 'em up
In this broken manner the Indian, who
was truly, as he had said, a good Indian,
explained the whole matter.
He and his companions were on their
way to the agency, when they saw us,
supposing that we were other indians,
they fastened to join us; but when we
kept the cd trail instead of following the
new, they shouted to warn us of danger.
A change in the channel of the stream
below had made the old ford impass a.
bic. When we ran away his horse be-
came unmanageable, broke it's bride,
and bore It's rider a most unwilling par
ticipant in t. e race. The others had
blindly followed their leader, and now
came up to hear part of the explana-
ton, and to express their feelings in
grunts of disappointment and disgust.
Nutmeg, however, soon established
friendly relations by spreading our ra-
tons before them and in a most drama
tic manner inviting the braves to eat. A
few cigars from our pockets served as
pipes of peace, and permanent treaty
was entered into; possibly the only one
history ''never sworn to and never brok-
en-
They grew so cheerful that when we
inquired concering the pumpkin Dance
they smiled. A smile upon the grim
yisage Of an Indian is So unusual that
when it comes in answer to civil in
quiry like ours, it houses suspicion; this
smile suggested to us that a Pumpkin
Dance" SO early in the spring, was to
say the least, lite out of season; and
when our new fonnd friends explained
that there was no such dance in their
list and that they had never heard of it,
it dawned upon us that the Pumpkin
Dance was a myth, originated by the
wicked people of the village as a test
of 'tender-foot's" credulity
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