St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-07-22

snaad ~ the a" wind anG uoon WY" IN Tie
scene of conflict behind him. Away.
away, faster and faster still. Vainly
| lifted my voice. There was no one to
hear or aid me. AT last lay silent OH
the hiQe9Qs brgte's left arm. Suddenly
heard the souad Of hoofs behind US,
and bullet whizzed past the ear of the
Indian: With q fepdiSh laugh, he lifted
my head on level with his own, and l
saw that the solitary officer who fol-
lowed us was Arthur Now that Scream
had made a shield Of me, he dared not
| fire again lest l should be his Victim.
On he came, oil, and now | saw band
of Indians on his track. Fast as my
soldier rode, they gained upon him.
| Unless heaven vouchSafed miracle. all
| hope was over. l uttered terrible cry
of despair. Scream laughed hideously.
| Turning in his saddle he uttered a shout
that seemed to awaken the echoes of the
| plains, aud in Il moment his young men
had surrounded Arthur, and | knew no
| more.
A little after Scream rode down into
deep and wooded dell, and we were, as
! if by magic, in the heart Of a curious
| Indian village.
All Indians do not live in wigwams. A
very few make queer little houses for
| themselves. A sort of a gigantic basket
OF cane or willow and vegetable fiber,
| lmpervlouS to water and shaped like
bee hive. This viiltge was composed
OF such houses, which were set in
groups about central group.
On the outskirts of the village
Scream alighted and set me down.
The long, terrible cramping Of my
| limbs had benumOed them so that |
| could not stand upon them, and | sunk
10 the ground. He laughed and called
aloud. On this two men advanced, and,
| making a sort of chair with their arms,
| seated me upon it and carried me into
| the village. driving back the gaping
crowd of women and girls who strove to
| follow us. until at last they entered the
| largest hut of the central group. and
| placed me upon pile of beautiful furs,
neaped up at one end OF the room which
was hung with parti-colored blank cts.
| Big plated baskets Of fruits and flowers
| OF delicate perfume stood about. The
| ground had been snOOthed until it re-
Sembled brown pottery, and the whole
effect was beautiful in the extreme.
| L saw all this as in a dream DIS | lay
| painting OH my cOuch of furS, slowly re-
gaining my physical strength, though
horror had robbed me of all hope. But
fear was gone. since no doubt my prom
ised husband was already dead. | asked
| nothing better than to die also, tor in
heaven felt sure that We must be re-
united. But meanwhile l swore soi-
EMMY that this hideouS savage should
never have me for his wife. The
weapon that Arthur had given me
| should save me from that horrible
| Only friend that remains to me-" |
sighed "You shall set my soul free.
| Nor can | believe that at such a pass
| heaven will account the deed a crime
too great for pardon"
| One of the men who had brought me
! into the hut now advanced and stood
before me, and l saw that il was Young
Man With Tongue. Once more he
began to sing the praises of the hideouS
creature by whom he was employed,
| but Interrupted him.
Tell me first" said. ''if Capt. Ath-
ert0n has been murdered"
"He lives" said Young Man, land is
unframed"
Thank God" sighed. "Young Man,
you know something of the customs OF
the white people. | am the promised
wife OF Capt. Atherton. Do you sup
| pose that he can be robbed of me with
nmpunity? Does not Scream of the
Eagle know that the white soldiers will
avenge this deej?"
scream of the Eagle fears no one"
said Young Man. He bears charmed
| life. Listen to the legend which is sung
at the camptireS of his trio:
when Scream of the Eagle was born
his father, the great chief, Elk in
Fury, and his mother, Beautiful Echo
of the Forest, gave great gifts to the
| prophet, Mystery of the Clouds, to call
upon the spirits of his ancestors to arise
and speak. They went up into the
mountains, and fires were builded, and
all night long Mystery of the Clouds sat
| like one dead. and all day long he sat
also thus, and another night, and still
| another, and with him sat Echo of the
Forest and her husband, and fed the
fires until the smoke settled over the
camp below like storm cloud. And
OH the third night. when the prophets
soul WAS still absent from his
body, came the ancestors. males
tic, mighty, beautiful, aud spike.
and what they said was this: The
child that is born you shall call thus
and the young man uttered the strange
Indian name as he uttered all words in
any language which he spoke-in way
| that gave it its full significance. Aud
we tell you this child cannot die by the
hand of man. In conflict or in battle,
face to face with his foe, or in the midst
OF great horde of warriors. no man
shall be able to stay him. The arrow
|
knife drop from the hand of the assassin
who aims at him a secret blow. 1t is
not III the power Of man to take the life
of this, your only son, Scream of the
Eagle, nor by man can his blood be
she'd" And Young Man struck an att-
tude which was certainly graceful and
5tatuesQue.
This has been So" he said. dropping
into a conversational tone, and becom-
hi 81, g
gentleman of society, II assure you
that i'll all his battles the great chief has
never received scratch. Poison has
been given to him without harming
him. He is uuder the protection of
| beings more powerful than man-of the
spirits of his mighty ancestors. Be-
sides, Scream of the Eagle utterly re-
fuses TO have anything to do with the
government, owes them nothing, defies
the soldiers. does as he chooses, and is
not at all like those others who receive
rations and wish to become like white
men. To be his wife would be an
honor. and if you. beautiful lady. would
receive him with happy smiles and
laughter-thiS tell you for your benefit
you may induce him to let Capt. Ath-
erton return to the fort unframed"
"Do you suppose my soldier would
desert me?'' cried. you are speak
ing of a brave man and true lover.'
Undoubtedly" Young Man replied;
''but L did not reflect that before over
| Whelming numbers the bravese must
retreat, even if his rival were not en-
dowed with Superhuman powarsP
DO you believe that?" | said.
ii know il" said Young Man solemn
ly as he left me.
Now that | had heard that Arthur
was living and unframed, little hope
began to creep into my heart. The case
was very desperate, but every hour
made matters better for US, for surely
troops from the fort must arrive at last.
The soldiers would be avenged upon
this savage, even if they were not in
time to save us.