The commonwealth. (Greenwood, Miss.) 1896-1923, 1897-07-08
SHY OF THE CAMERA.
roubl of m Amateur In Getting n
snap Shot ut Sorne unw

'lhey re out here now, just across the
street, Where's my kodak? Quick"
The i1mpassioncd speaker was one of the
lady guests of the Hotel Adams; the
place was the hotel lobby. What or
who We're across the street was a sub,
iect of conjecture. Clerk Pierce darted
behind his desk. He emerged with Il
kodak, which the lady breathlessly S.
sured him was loaded for an emergency,
She ran out of the lobby, and Mr.. Pierce
carried the kodak concealed behind him
like Il wary but inexperienced hunter
stalking a deer, as if he wished to dis.
arm the animal of suspicion and con,
vince it that he was approaching with
pacific intentions.
The lady relieved Mr.. Pierce of the
camera. 'They," whoever they were.
were not visible to the unnided eve
The lady crossed the street to the Good,
ing building. When she had almost
reached the west side of it a squaw
carrying an ola on her head came
around the corner. As soon as she saw
the kodak she vanished with Il scream.
The lady with the kodak hadn't time to
take a snap shot, but she went on to the
corner of the binding. She adjusted
the kodak. and in ten minutes more
would have had n negative. But she
suddenly turned and ran toward the
hotel, pursued by three squaws each
armed with a stick of a club. The
squaws turned. ran across the street to
a fruit stand, and stood in the shade.
where they were reasonably protected
against kodak assaults,
Mr.. Boomer offered himself rs a vol.
untcer to procure the picture. He took |
the kodak and began maneuverinc
around the squaws. giving them more
serious cause for alarm than they al
ready had. for he handled the Gamers
as If it were a shotgun. They remained
in the shade, however. turning upon
him occasionally, brandishing their
sticks.
Drive them out into the SUM-" cried
the young lady who had melted the
trouble She stood in a safe place under
OF the porches, partly concealed by
one OF the pillars. Get on the othef
side OF them and drive them out. Point
the camera ut them. They're afraid of
it," But they wouldn't drive.
why don't you go. Josie, and take
their pictures?" asked en- elderly lady
sitting in n carriage. II go!" echoed
Josie. I'm afraid of them. Didn't YOU
see them shaking their sticks?"
Finally Mr.. Boomer corralled the
squaws in the confectionery store. The
Young lady then went across the street
sumo the kodak. She drew a
bead on one of the squaws through an
open window. The squaw ran out of the
door. The young lady ran to the front
Of the building and the squaw ran back
and concealed herself behind a door
post. The Young lady moved around
ma got in range again. The suuaw
moved out of range. They kept up this
game of hide-and-seek until the sun
down, aud the glass upon which
negative was intended to be taken
was still clear and unmarked. One of
many snperstitious of the Indians
is that a photograph brings bad luck.
of them are induced by gifts to
disregard the superstition. 1t some
times happens that an Indian whose
picture has been taken and placed on
exhibition in curio stores dies. His
request that the photograph
pe DESTROYED, or at lpast rpmoypI fr,r,
'ight.-Arizona Republican.