The times., 1901-06-09

"''' Twill please thin the more" says
Jake.
"'HIp may come, says I.
If we could only sind word, says
he, IoOkin' down at the instrumint, not
tin PAGES away. Twas still connected
from the evenin' before. where we'd
I been sindin' back word to NapiOka for
irish wire and grub
There's just wan chance says
Jake; for like as not these divils know
'tis the TaIkin' Wire, and won't put up
wild the sindin av dispatches widout
havin' their minds diverted. Our wan
chance says he. is wild that beautiful
toothache now raCkin' the jaw Of this
black-souled chief av theirs. 'Tisn't
much av a show. Tim, but | now ad-
driss the assimbled meetn',' says he
/ and discover the giniral lay ay the
/ land
And wich that Little Jake turns to
/ the old chief and his circle av braves
and makes thin speech in their own
/ lingo, wavin his hands and poundin
out the flowers Of rhetoric, IS far as his
rope d allow till he was clean frothin
al the mouth wild elOQueuCe. Twas all
widout meanin' to mesilf, not KNOWN
their tongue. but Little Jake was tellin
thin how ne was the first-boTn ay the
Full Moon and the son av siviuteen
the power aV the midcine wire that
connects wild the MJrnin' Star he could
charm away the ache from Thunder
Burd's jaw as aisy as rollin' off log,
and if they'd be so kind and considerate
as TO Us ie a few av the ropes a prisint
interferin' wild his circulation he'd con
suit wild the home speerits and see
what could be done.
Thunder Burd sat rOckin by the fire.
hTl hot g-k. Ii. fa h in
he heard that speech he looked round
and asked what the white dog mint by
blatherin about midicine min and
speerits.
Thin Little Jake waved his hands
for another tin minutes and yelled more
lingo at him tellin' thin they could
make dOg-meat av his carcass if his
midicine didn't kill the pain in the jaw
av the great chief in liss thin the time
it takes 10 boil jack rabbit.
Thin Thunder Burd and his bucks
had long pOw-Wow by thimselyes-
and oh, what a love for hearin himsilf
speak the rid-skin has!-and some
were for shootin' Little Jake on the
spot and some were for tryin' the white
dogs midiclne first and thin shoOtin
him Between speeches Thunder Burd
sat by the fire rockin' wan way and
thin the other, hOldin the jaw av him
WIZ HIS Nv q iltulS ana IIGhil d picture
of woe that wint to the heart av Little
Jake and me, and did power TO inter
tain us through thin dark and tryin
hours.
" Tin years, Tim says Jake to me,
tin years ave me life would l give just
to fill that tooth wild some av our maple
syrup
a reckless divil he was. l knew, and
Whin Thunder Burd turned TO him and
said he didn't mind tryin' the white
dog 5 midicine, | made him give me his
oath he'd do no trick-playin' wild that
old Cree. Twas not needed. I'm think
in, for Thunder Hurd pointed out To
Jake most cheerin' that if the sleep av
peace didn't come to his achin' jaw in
tin flaps aV a hawks wing the white
dog would go to the wimmin for torture,
same as Inesilf.
Two of the braves united Little
Jake. and wild a rifle on aither side aV
him he walks to the grub tint and takes
out the bottle aV Glove oil from the
midicine chist. and tells the chief he
will now proceed to work the charm ay
the midicine wire Thin he ties his bot
tie av Glove oil to the switch wire above
the instrument and does bit OF