The record-union., 1897-05-13

Of course the Crow braves did: they
would fire at him all day with pleasure.
We'll, where are the pistols?"
1t was incredible, but they had van
ished, by the simplest of all juggling
tricks, too, palming away of objects, but
to these Indians it was incomprehensi-
BILE.
you see" said Zanoni, Il have swal-
lowed them
Swallowed them?' faltered the In
dian, and he told this to his astonished
companions
Yes; do you want them?"
The Indian nodded.
WhereupOn Zanoni opened his
mouth, and rolling back his eyes in
serted his fingers and to all appearance
drew pistol from his throat Another
followed. Then he drew forth a third
| and fourth until he had drawn all
seven pistols from his throat while the
Indians stood looking on in utter be-
wilderment; and it may be added that
his own party felt no less establishment
They could not account for it; they were
indeed, as much amazed as the Indians
themselves, for it had never fallen to
their lot to attend seances of natural
magic. After that Zanoni calmly drew
forth a number of cartridges and
finally a carbne.
Il am Powwow," he said solemnly.
do you want to shoot at me again"
The Indians shrank back in horror.
Zanonl tossed the pistols, cartridges,
and carbines over to the white men in
the Entertainments and smiled benignly
upon the astonished savages. He then
shook his hand in an off handed. Incl
dental manner, and knife dropped
from it, another followed and another.
He shook several more from his left
hand, and dozen from his eyes, ears
and nose. Perhaps you'd like some
thing to drink he said. smiling to the
Crow who spoke English
The savage looked at him suspicious
ly Brandy, rum, gin, whisky, ale,
porter, beer. wine or cider?"
The Indian frightened up and spoke
to his fellows ''W'isk," he grunted.
They all preferred whisky.
PLENTY OF FIRE WATER.
Zanoni asked him to lend him the
blanket he Wore. The Indian took it
off doubtfully and handed it to him re-
luctantly.
Zanoni shook it. 1t seemed to be worth
shaking, for bottle rolled out. He
shook it again; a tin cup fell out. He
shook 1t a third time; more tin cups fell
out. He shook it once again. and il
produced a corkscrew
will you have it straight or with
water?" asked the conjurer. as he pro-
ceeded to draw the cork.
The Indian said nothing
Isn't 1t good whisky?" asked Zano-
nj. as he poured out portion in a cup.
| The Indian smelt it suspiciouslv then
he tasted 1t. The taste was satisfac-
tory. very satisfactory. He drank it off.
| smacked his lips, looked around tri-
| umphantly al his companions, and then
| held out his tin cup for more At this
| the other indians, encouraged by the
| experiment, clamored for some Zanoni
| poured them portions from his bottle.
| He seemed quite willing to pour. Each
one drank, and wanted more: they had
more. Nor was he forgetful of the
duties of hospitality. He went to the
Indians who We're holding the horses
| and offered them whisky. The smell
/ was too inviting to be resisted. They
drank and wanted more. But this time
| lamont shook his head mot now"
he said to the interpreter; 'T'll give you
bottle apiece to carry back with you, "
| out a dozen bottles like the last. but
| holding them with their open mouths
downward not drop fell to the ground.