The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1900-09-27
A WEALTHY INDIAN GIRL.



tleman's Life She II Made
HIS Heiress.
Annie Truehart Dillon is pretty
little Indian maiden about IA years.
old, daughter of Black Wolf, the|
chief of his tribe. All her life she
has been satisfied with the simplel
life that it has been hers to lead, but
| now she is heiress to a fortune oil
more than a million dollars, and, oil
course, from this time forth she will
be occupied with studies and travels
and such other preparations as her
guardians think necessary to fit Der
for position of wealth, says the st.
Louis Republic.
| John Dillon was rich cattleman.
About seven years ago he was saved
from death at the hands of a half
breed assassin by little dusky-
skinned Indian girl who crept up to
him in the night and warned him OF
the plot that had been made to kill
and rob him. It was not a John
Smith ocahontas case exactly, but it
was near it.
Dillon was raised in Ireland, and
when he came to this country found
employment in Texas as a cowboy and
laborer. BY careful management he
became rich. In time he owned a
large ranch on the Rio Grande, and
every year he shipped cattle to the
Indian Territory to fatten upon the
grass of the pasture lands during the
spring and summer. He was well ac-
quainted with all of the Kiowa chiefs.
who liked him because he always
dealt fairly with their people. He
was liberal and kind-hearted, but he
had great love for liquor. He en-
joyed the company of his cowboys
and cattlemen. and after making a
successful deal liked nothing better
than to gather them about him and
make a night of it. with plenty OF
fire water" It was at little at
fair of this kind seven years ago that
he came near meeting his death.
The Texan at that time had in his
employe half1breed Cherokee, Bill
Hawk. This man saw his master re.
ceive large sum of money and de-
termined to get possession of it
That same day Dillon went to pas.
ture to overlook some cattle with
some of his favorite cowboys, and Bill
Hawk asked to be allowed to go. The
road to the pasture lay through 9
small Indian village where Dillon had
many acquaintances. When hi
reached this place several Indians ane
half-breeds gathered about his bug
gy and asked him to remain ovel
night
You are just in time" said hi.
friend, Black Wolf. 1--WE are going
to have dance tonight" ##
This news pleased the jovial Tex
an. who at once got out of his buggy
knowing that water would not be tn,
chief drink at the festivities.
After the dance Dillon sought ,
place where he could sleep quietl,
until morning, and, wrapping himsel
in a blanket which he took from hi
buggy, was soon lost in dreams. To
ward morning he felt Juggling a
his arm, and awakened to find littl
, Indian girl beside him whispering i,
an excited manner warning for hin
to leave quickly, as there was a plo
to kill him.
. Dillon rolled his blanket up an.
put his hat at one end and his boot
.. at the other. Then, creeping ava,
to safe distance, he waited for tn
coming of his would-be murderer. TIL
drunken assassin was deceived by tn
hat and boots and plunged a knit
leep into the roll of blanket. Their
was flash and sharp report of
|; pistol, and the next moment Hawl
, sprang into the air with wild vel
, and fell dead. The bullet from tn
Texans pistol had killed him.
The old man never forgot the chill,
, who saved his life, and was devotedl
attached to her. He gained the chief
: consent to educate her and make he
his heir. She was to be given hin
when she became IA years old, but h
lied short time ago and the gir
has just reached that age.
Il The bishop of Monterey is he
guardian and will superintend her ed
ucation. She will bear her benefae
tors name, and the one of Truehart
which seems to please both her an