The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1894-11-02

they were reused from sleep by a
hands shaking the rude door and a
voice that cried:
Wake up, white woman! Little
Wolf come to save Yellow Head"
There was something in the voice
and let the Indian in.
"Come!" he cried. "Iujuns be here
soon-they on the war-path-come
hide with Little Wolf!'
He snatched the sleeping child from
his cot, wrapped a blanket about him
and darted out into the night. The
parents could do nothing but follow
to what fate they did not know, but
they believed in their guide simply
because he loved their child.
AS they fed through the night they
saw a glare on the sky to the north
ward. Little Wolf stopped and pointed
to it.
RED men been there-farnhouse
burning" he said laconically.
He led them to the top of a hill that
overlooked the valley and prairie
farms for miles away; and they sat
there and watched fire after fire kim
died, each fire nearer than the last,
and each one marking the destruction
of some home. Then he made them
watch the patch of m oonlight through
which the road passed at the foot of
the hill and presently there they went,
a dark band of them, up towards the
little home that the Greys had learned
to love.
Soon in the deep silence they heard
the wild whoop with which the saw
ages surrounded the house. Then
there was a pause and the sound of
heavy blows-the door was beaten in.
Then came a hubbub of angry voices
as they discovered that they had been
robbed of their prey, and amid the
shrieks and imprecations, the glare of
torches began to light up the scene.
The Mortified group on the hill could
see the Indians waving the torches
and throwing them-and then, in an
instant, the house was on fire.
Then something else happened.
puoSChiy CiiC 1Odu III 1hltlLiAS hSLl
come resounded with the tread of
galloping horses; and through the
patch of moonlight galloped 4 com
pany of rangers. A fusilade of gun
shots reused the startled echoes. and
away swept the Indians to the West,
with the rangers in fierce pursuit.
Two or three remained behind to put
out the fire, and in a little while the
country was wrapped in darkness and
silence.
Then Little Wolf put the sleeping
child in his fathers arms.
yellow Head safe" he said; ''now
Little Wolf go back to his people,"
And SO Little Wolf went out of their
life .-Philadelphia Times.
A Novel Way of Saving a Vessel on Fire.
One Of the most brilliant pieces of
ocean-wrecking seamanship on record,
whereby the vessel, far out in the
Atlantic with her cargo on fire, was
saved and brought safely to port, was
performed on board the American
ship John Jay, commanded by Cap
tain Samuel Jackson.
When two weeks out the cargo was
discovered to be on fire. The captain
determined upon his course Of action.
He had the carpenter lowered over
the rail, and instructed him to bore
several holes low down by the water
line. The vessel was then put on the
other tack so that she would be
heeled over on the side where the
holes had been made.
The water shot through these
openings, and after the ship had been
allowed to sink almost to the level of
the deck, she was put around on the
other tack again, so hat the holes
came within three or four feet of the
water. Several of the sailors, with
lines made fast under their arms and
holding long wooden pegs and ham,
mers, slid down along the side,
steadying themselves by ropes that
had been passed under the vessel and
hauled taut, SO that they came
alongside of the holes. The tapering
pins were thrust into the openings
and knocked tight, then the vessel
was put before the wind to get her
on an even keel, and the crew turned
to and pumped her out.-Harper's