St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-01-17
AN INDIAN LEGEND.
Story of he-Who-CIimbs" and
Her Unfortunate love Affair.

Story of he-Who-CIimbs" and
Her Unfortunate Love Affair.
Several years ago. when Detroit was
mere trading post and one coon skin
would buy quart of whisky on any
day in the week except Sunday, a tribe
of Chippewa Indians had their camp on
the Grass farm. The most friendly
feeling prevailed between white man
and indian at the time, chiefly because
the white man was planning TO skin the
Indian out of all he possessed and then
order him to move on, says the Detroit
Free Press.
The chief of the tribe was named
Observation-Disclosures" He was a great
warrior. famous hunter and hao been
known TO eat whole dog at a single
meal. BY some unaccountable accident
the chief had il daughter-a beautiful
maiden, who had Out-jumped her eigh-
teenth birthday by three or four
months. She had the grace Of an an
telope, the step of rabit, the voice of a
nightingale and the sweet disposition
of a woodchuck. She loved her MA and
pa up TO 100 cents Oh the dollar. and at
Christmas time she hung up both stock
ingS to have them filed to the brim.
Her name was "She-Who-clim bS-a-tree-
by-night.'
Everything was going we'll in the camp
of the Chippewas until the Indian mai
den happened into a store en- jefferson
avenue one day TO buy herself a bear
trap. There she encountered a young
white man named ,He-who-parts-his-
Observation-Disclosures" and he waited on
her with such a charming grace, and
paid her SO high for her muskrat fGrs.
that she fell in love with him and
vowed that she would make him her
provision prOyider or never marry any
one. He also seemed to be considerably
gone on her; but, alas. it was only his
way of encouraging lnjun trade and
earning his sd larry OF 50 per month and
found.
The maiden called again and again TO
inspect the bear traps and to look the
love burning in her bosom, and now
and then to help trade over dull week.
the young man went to her camp and
sat in her tent and read to her from
SHAKESPEARE, Milton, and other standard
authorities. He saw that she loved him,
but he did not recip. He could not. He
was engaged to the daughter of widow
WHO was keeping fifty-two boarders at
81 per week, and was satisfied with
good thing. 'She-Who-ciimbS did not
know this, and continued to think of
him by day and dream of him by night
until an Indian known as "He-Who-
cathes-on' finally gave her pointer.
She would not believe it, of course,
replying to him:
go to Pontiac. base calumniator
My heart tells me that He-who-parts-
Notwithstanding is no deceiver."
Il can prove it for a quarter" be
angrily exclaimed. Tonight at s he
will meet her at the usual trysting
place the big beech tree on what the
white man calls Adams avenue. En-
scOnce yourself in the umbrageous UNI
brageOusness, and I'll bet my last coon
skin against deer's track you will
hear something drUpi'
The dusky maiden attempted to fol-
low his advice, and at :45 she was up
tree. He-who-partS and his girl met at
the uSual hour and talked of love, maple
sugar, mOlaSSeS candy and other sweet
ness, and She-WhO-climbS heard every
word from her perch overhead The
young man had just remarked that he
would like the marriage day set for the
18th of next month, when the Indian
maiden's heart, which had been swell
ing for the last hour, suddenly burst
with loud "kerwhang." and down she
fell, iifeieSS thing. In her fall she
struck and killed both the lovers, and
as the stars of q summers night came
out to glorfy the dome OF the earth, and
the soft breeZeS blew up from the Wy
sleeping red men, the Whip-poor-w
lullaby to the quiet dead.