Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1897-09-16

tired Of this kind of archery, 30 they
proceeded to something more danger
Gus and exciting.
"Each in turn, exerting all his
strength, flung a tomahawk at the lii.
Ito prisoner. Oh, II was piteous to nee
the child, with bright blue eyes, and
yellow curls floating on the wind, stand
Ing there o helpless target for that
crowd of young savages. Yes, his hair
was golden as the sunlight--lool, my
children, how mine is grayl"
'TYeS, yes, grandpal Please 90 ont
Tell us what happened nextl" the lis
teners cried, impatiently,
''Well," the old man continued, "Geor-
gle was In terrible state of excite.
ment, while, one by one, five boys
stepped to the front, and Ave shining
weapons barely skinned by his head.
"The sixth young savage was the
same who had made the good shot
few minutes before with bow and ar
row.
"He now poised his sharp tomHhuwk
in the cir, took long, deliberate aim,
bent his supple body forward, threw
all his force into the effort, then sent
the weapon flashing through the sum
light
at grazed the little CaptiVe's head,
and sank into the stake to which he
was bound.
"rhis was too much for Georges
proud spirit.
HE would not stand to be killed so
shamefullyl He would fight for his
life, as he had seen his father dol
with all his strength, he tugged az
the leather strips which held him, and
oh, Joy Of joys--vtound one arm free.
He uttered cry Of triumph.
'Grasping the tomahawk above his
head, ne wrenohed II out of the wood,
then quickly lIberating his other hand,
ho stood armed ready to die like man.
"Brandishing the weapon above his
head, Georgia rushed toward the as
tonished band Of young saNages.
"They had not expected this. They
were not prepared for such an action on
the part Of their captive. They were
mfounded-tertiAed So they turned
apd ran.
"WAh shout OF triumph, the white
child pursued them. On, on they Aed,
and Georgia after theml A crowd OF
braves intercepted the boy. He would
have been speedily killed, but for tho
intercession of a Bquaw, who had wit.
messed the whole affair. As the wife Of
the head chief, she had great influence
with the tribe. She had lost her own
child during the preceding week, and
now, as n special favor, begged To DO
allowed to adopt GeorgIe. Her prayer
Wus granted.
"And thus the boy hero WINS saved"
"What became OF him afterwardr
Ralph asked, as grandpa concluded his
story.
"Until he was IS years ofage, Georgia
lived with the tribe. He learned their
language and gradually forgot his own.
He could ride his mustang, fling the
lasso and kill the great bufRaloes Of the
prnlries Os we'll as The most experienced
warriors.
"He acquired such influence over his
red brethren that, when the chief died,
he was elected ITO the vacant place.
an last IL happened that a party Of
his warriors, against hlB strict orders,
attacked q frontier village and bore
away as captive beautiful white girl.
''Georgiey as / call him still, rescued
her from danger, became Ordently ate
tached TO her, and she returned his at-
lection. BY her efforts she brought him
back to civilized life. They were mar
ried, and, as stories say, everything
went merry as marriage BELL My
dear children, that Is all"
"No-aot quite all"
Sadie and Ralph and all the children
started, for the voice was that Of their
father.
Boys and GIRLS" he said, do you
know where George Is now?"
mo" they answered, In chorus.
"Where is her2"
There, In that armchair He told
you his own story
"Whatl" they cried, In amazement.
Grandpa, are you Georgie2"
And grandpa answered them. He
said:
Eyes. am Georgiel'"--GOlden
Days.