The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-07-01
BUTTE NEWS
IT'S A HOWL|NG ROMANCE
And Will Be in the Fourth of
July Parade.
A SEARCH FOR A BRIDE
Mr.. and Mrs. String Hair viii Have the
Post OF Honor--A Tale of True
Love With Some Thrilling
Side Lights
A SEARCH FOR A BRIDE

Sol Levy's band of Fourth of July
Indians was enlarged yesterday by the
addition of six Crees-three bucks and
as many squaws. They had been down
in Beaverhead county foraging, and
hearing of the picnic time the Butte
city dump band was enjoying, they
FASTENED up here to share the good
things which Sol is serving every day.
I'VE will have bride and groom in
the parade on the Fourth and it is
swell couple, it is, too, so it is said
Sol. Then he told how it came to pass.
The story goes that while the Crees
were down near Dillon things took a
romantic turn, which eliminated in the
marriage of a sleek young buck and
plump, cherry-faced damsel, whose
father died a dozen years ago, leav-
ing a risky young wife who. few
days after the body of her husband
had been placed in tree on the banks
of the Saskatchewan, ran away with
a Sioux horse thief and left her only
daughter, years old, to paddle her
own canoe. String Hair then 10 years
of age, happened along that way, and
saw the child in the tepee, alone and
weeping line youth
as to the cause of her SORROW, and was
told that her father had gone to the
happy hunting ground and that her
mother had gone to nurse q sick squaW
in camp on the other side of the
ridge. This latter, however, was the
Imagination of youthful innocence.
The mother had struck a faster gait,
and the truth didn't dawn upon the
girls mind until five years later, when
she Wah informed of her mothers du-
plicity and subsequent death at the
hands of the horse thief, who stole her
from her child. 1t was sad intelli-
gence. The girl wept. Then String
Hair told her that he would be a
mother to her. He took her to his
fathers lodge and appealed to the old
chief to watch over the charge during
the days of the hunt and maverick
chase. The old chiefs countenance
darkened, and there was fear in his
face. The girl recoiled at his scowls
and one night she disappeared.
When String Hair returned from the
chase with pack of mavericks, antici
pating a feast for his charmer and dis
covered that his father had disregard
ed his wishes, he fell upon his aged
sire and thrust into his heart a long
butcher knife, which had been stolen
from a mess car on the Canadian Pa
cific String Hair swore in the pres
ence of the silvery moon that he would
find the girl if it took all summer and
a hard winter. He began his search |
at once. His heart was heavy. He |
was all broken up, but he had resolved |
and something must drop. Years rolled |
by, and no tidings of the girl. String |
Hair was sad. He loved no other, al |
though being a handsome young fell |
low he was called upon to look at many |
sweet faces. But these only started |
afresh the flow of passion through his |
sluggish veins, and the memory of his |
lost loved one urged him to renewed |
endeavors, in the hopeless search.
Last week String Hair found him
self sitting on the banks of the Big
Hole. He was dreaming under the mid
day sun-painting funny pictures with
an imaginative brush. He heard
voices, but he was too deeply en-
crossed in the speculation of the un-
even past. The voices came nearer,
and one voice was particularly sweet.
gelic by the soft whispers of the
stream, as it capered over the rocks
and kissed the dropping branches of
the trees which border the banks.
String Hair raised his eyes. There on
the bank opposite stood his lost love.
The recognition was sudden and mu-
tual. simultaneously a duet of cries
arose, and before the echo of the
voices rebounded back from the cliffs
on the mountain side, String Hair was
plunging in midstream, his darling
words of cheer and encourage
ment.
The meeting on the opposite bank
beggars description. 1t was an ideal
picture of native affection. The ap-
pearance on the scene of four other |
Indians did not cause a break-away |
Only two in that crowd understood, and
they explained to the other four
1t was an hour of rejoicing. On that
day the start was made to Sol Levys
camp, and~last night, in the presence
of the delegates from all the reserva-
lions, the marriage ceremony was per-
in accordance with the Gus
tom of the tribes. They call the bride
Lu. Mr.. and Mrs. String Hair will be
assigned to the post of honor in the
ma ra de of Ievv,s red men |