Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-01-04

| uSlCy, 50 just lT6mDl6u ana prayed
Finally the train slackened its speed
and when about to stop we could hear
heavy breathing in the center of the
car.
by this time the cowboy and myself
were sitting side by side, he ever on
the alert, myself thinking how to es-
cape.
He's breathing as If dying
whispered,
That might be bluff. You can't
trust redskin, softly replied my
companion.
when the train stopped we heard
cultural sounds and short breaths from
where the Indian was located.
That's the halfbreed's rattle. He
can't work his little game any more,
said the cowboy, who struck a match
as we advanced. The Indian lay on his
back, his eyes were fixed and CLASSY,
his hands clutched at his breast, and the
last vapored breath was leaving his
| body.
~ ne car door was soon opened and
the cowboy got out. i followed and
had hardly alighted when he placed a
brawny hand on my shoulder and
sternly said:
Nov, young Teller, l don't want no
trouble with you; so all you've got to
do is to stick to me and lay low I'll
take no chances on you giving me
away. I'll treat you white, but if you
make break to get away you'll get a
bullet in your back
His manner convinced me that he
meant business. l helped him close the
car door and we proceeded to saloon
opposite the railway station. 1t was
about midnight and the town seemed
deserted, the only noise being that of
the trainmen 'coaling up the engine.
ION reaching the saloon, where
drinks were ordered, had my first OPP
portunity to size up my friend the
murderer. l couldn't help but admire
him as he calmly poured out glass
full of liquor. He smiled at my attempt
to manipulate the bottle. l was dread
fully unstrung and could barely hold it.
my hand trembling like the fluttering
of a sparrow's wing against window
pane. Previous to this he refused to
answer any of my questions,
but after accepting another drink
grew holder and prevailed on him to
tell me the cause of the trouble. He
then ordered a quart of whisky, set
tied the bill with gold, led me to the
middle of the street and said:
"'You can never trust an Indian.
When l saw the halfbreed was gener-
there was something wrong, so | grab
bed the bottle from you, struck light
and saw a tarantula, or Texas spider,
in the whisky, which made it deadly
poison for a tarantula discharges all
of its venom as soon as it is placed in
alcohol. Now, had we drunk that
stuff, few minutes later the Indian
would have robbed our dead bodies of
their clothing, as we'll as my money
IT. an old Indian trick, so when that
/ to happen.
Il now realized that my friend had
saved my life, but did not worry over
this as much as the desire to know our
future movements. My companion
did not seem at all alarmed, but kept a
close watch on me.
The brakemen were signaling the
engineer to start, when the murderer
sternly commanded me to follow him,
and as I saw him attempt to open the
door to the car containing the Indian
collapsed, but before | knew what
had happened / was again inside, cry
ing. praying and drinking whisky
We rode thirtyfve miles in the car
TO Neosho, Mo-, where the corpse was
left to it's fate, also an empty quart
bottle, and directed our footsteps to a
saloon, where the ranchman traded a
pair of moccasins, a necklace made of
beads and rattlesnake skin, and an odd
chain made of deer teeth and turquoise
for quart of whisky, which convinced
me that he had thoroughly turned the
tables on the Indian.
"A hotel was soon found and a room
assigned, where my determined COM
panion compelled me to go to bed and
]
took long draught from the bottle,
watched the cowboy place revolver
and the door key under his pillow,
then tried to sleep. | moaned and
tossed until the contents of the bottle
were about consumed before I closed
my eyes. 1t was noon when / awoke
to find my bedfellow gone | COM
menced dressing and when l approach
ed the bureau my eyes fell OF $40
gold piece, also a scrap of paper on
which was scrawled:
Goodbye, young man. Never trust
a redskin.'
II was so nervous / forgot to pur-
chase breakfast, but during the day
bought $40 worth of whisky in small
quantities, and late that night was con-
veyed to hospital, where for three
weeks | killed more Indians than any
of Americas most famous scouts. -
New York Sun.