The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-04-28

as 1 write this, to know that the tribal
wars are forever over in the United states.
Now, it so happened that when the crows
stole down by night on the Chief camp or
the Blackfeet, Whirlwind was away WITH WITH
met CO his braves and warriors, so that
there were only boys and old men left TO
guard the tepees. The gold hunters round
feared battle, and all who knw the chlefs
wife and his lovely little daughter were ca
ger to save them. 1t was this feeling that
brought score or more white pen down
from the hills, after we had seen ~ their
camp fires that the Crows were gathering
for battle.
1t was early in the morning. just as the
sun was rising. that we reached the place
where the BlackfOOt camp ground had Deen,
under grove of cotton wood and by the
banks of beautiful, clear stream, near the
headwaterS of the Missouri. But while we
could see that there had been camp there
within the past twenty-four hours there was
none now.
Where the white, picturesque teepes had
stood there now circles of ashes: There
were some dead horses and cattle by the
waters edge, but the sad part of it was
ing about the sites of the ruined WlgWamS.
We FASTENED to where we knew ire quar-.
tiers. of the great war chiefIthe nome OF
here the fears we scarcely dared to whis-
per to each other were realized. The moth
err and daughter were dead their hearts
pierced by the arrows Of the Crows.
The child did not look to be dead. The
gazele-lil1e eyes were still half-closed, as
teeth looked like pearls through the parting
of the camelan 1ias We were all strong,
rough men, but think our hearts were in
tne right place, for. looked down at
the quiet, half-smiing face Of the Indian
girl. who had been SO kind and gentle to us,
there was not dry eye m the party, and
Jack Ieitner the man to whom he brought
fC wers. knelt down and as he kissed the
little cold hand. he sobbed aloud. and We all
thought him more Of q man for this sign
of Affection
We had lust buried the mother and child
side by side, under the cotton woods when
Whirlwind returned. He was an Indian
chief and could hide his feelings. but | saw
him stealing. away to the shadow OF the
rocks where his warriors could not see that
he was capable of tears.
Years afterwards Whirlwind was killed in
ba tile. not far from the graves Of his loved
never made peace with the Grows. And so
long as I live. I shall never forget my ideal
Nolan. CAPTAIN TOM.
Two Great Days.
From The Detroit Free Press.
The teacher was instructing the arithme-
tic class in history.
con what day is Washington's birthday"
she inquired.
.'Twenty- of February" answered
the class
"And Independence Day."
"The 4th Of July"
"What is the difference between the two
days?"
This seemed to be a poser, and no reply
was forthcoming. Finally a youngster who
had been ScriDblnS on piece or paper held
up his hand.
Good for you. Johnny sail the teacher
encouragi ngy; "nOW tell us what The differ
ence is between these two OF the greatest
days in our national history"
'Four months and twelve days, ma am
All of Them Think So.
s'What is reason?' asked the teacher
from Boston Of the smallest boy in the
class. cts what my daddy never has for
lickin' me- was the confident reply.