The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1898-12-07

and listened gravely to the preaching.
When she had finished, they filed
past her in a long trailing line.
Each Indian as he passed the 'white
squaw with the speech like the winds
OF the evening"" held out his hand.
II Miss Lyons dropped few cents
into the hand the warrior stalked on
in dignified silence.
If she let the outstretched palm re.
main empty, the warrior spoke guttur-
ally and regarded her with small eyes
Of suspicion.
The squaws sat by the door OF the
tepee and looked at the "white souaw
with the busy hands," and let her
clean the tepee, and build the fire, and
wash the babies, and when she was
gone they laughed together and rubbed
the babies with the oil OF the prairie
dog to keep it from taking colo, and
they took the new little wooden socks
of the babies feet and tied the babies
up in their bark cases and sat down
and marked the bead work inottoes,
: saying ICED is Love-" and when the
notices were finished they took them
to the settlements and sold them, and
bought fire water and brought it home
to the warriors, aud all was well in
the tepees.
But for all the laughing and the
scolding about the cleaning OF the
tepees, the squaws loved the white
squaw, for her voice was gentle, and
her shining eyes were blue, like the
summer sky, and they were bright
like the summer sunshine, and when
the babies were sick she would come
and nurse them, and let the squaws
go on with the bead work, which was
really help in the village.
So, to please -er, they learned to
answer the questions she asked them
about the Great Spirit, and they tried
to looked interested when she talked
to them about the Happy Hunting
Grounds of the white man.
Fer five years the white squaw
worked happily among the Indians.
She rode from village to village, on
her wiry little mustang, and there was
always room in the tepees for her and
her books and her soft voice and eyes
like the skies in summer.
One day there came to the meeting
of the warriors and the old men, a
young brave, very handsome. He was
/ ctroiUht on1 toll on1 I;tl,o H. oo,,I 4
outrun any lad in the nation. He could
outshoot the oldest scout in the white
mans army. He could leap over the
burning campfire, as q buck leaps in
the spring time among the budding
trees of the forest.
He could make songs, like the singer
of the Chippewas. He was the leader
Of the young men of the nation, aud
he smiled when he saw the. white
squaw talking to the warriors and old
men.
The young mans name was Tixico.
The soldiers at The forts knew him.
They did not like him. They said he
was bad Indian. He drank and
gambled and stole horses, and he
fought--always with knife he fought
and they warned Miss Lyons of him
and of his influence among the young
men of his tribe.
MissLyons listened to the tales OF the
wickedpess of tho young mar, and her
heart softened to the young man who
had made her good squaws laugh al
her. She pitied him for his wild and
wicked life, aud she determined. tc
snatch him as brand plucked from
the burning.
So when she saw Tixico riding across
the prairie like q cloud chased by {
storm-wind, she waited until he cam,
near, and she called to him, and a
first he would not stop for all her call
ing.
Es rode by like whirling thunder
cloni, and tried TO frighten her wiry
little mustang and make him'run away
But one day he stopped long enough
to see that the white squaw had blu'
eyes and smile like the moon shining
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after that he listened patiently TO he,
talk OF the Great Spirit.
One day she told him that her hear
was grieved to hear of his gaming ant
his drinking, and Tixico looked grave
lY at her sitting ON her horse in th'
bright sunshine.
Her eyes were serious, but the.
shone. and her face was as the face o
good, little child.
81 will drink no more, said Tixico
''nor gamble no more. I will do a
you and the Great Spirit will me to i,
ii you will marry me, white-mai
fashion, and come to my tepee and b,
my squaw-red-man fashion"
The siagle-minded little white gir
drew a long breath and looked ava,
over the prairie and told Tixico tina
, he must never, never speak to her lik'
that again.
But Tixico did not obey.
He talked to her many times, an
always he told her that lie would be