The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1902-03-09

siders him a pleasin' conundrum About
tenth drink time. he'd take a char an go
camp by himself in a far corner an MARBLE
hymns. Many a time, as ] files away my
nose pairt in the Oriental, have / been re-
called with.
Jesus. Lover of my soul.
Let me TO Thy bosom fly.
While the nearer waters roll.
While the tempest still is high.
as emanatin' from Jeffords where he's
r'ared back all alone ccnductin' some per
sonal services. Folks never goes buttin' in,
interferin' with these yere concerts: which
it's a heap cheaper to let him sing.
"Speakin' of Injuns. as / suggests, l never
does see overmuch of 'em in Wolfville. An
my earlier experience amt thronged with
EN- that AWAY neither though while I'm
wcrkin' cattle along the Red River, l does
carom on Injuns more or less. Thar's one
hostile l recall speshul: he's a fool lnJun
called Black Feather; Choctaw, he Is. This
we're Black Feathers weakness is hre-wa-
ter; he thinks more OF II than some folks
does of religion.
BLACK Feather used to cross over 10
where Dick Stocton maintains a store an
ticker house on the Upper Hawgthief- Oi
course. no gent sells these ln1uns Ticker. II 5
agin the law: an onless you-all is onusuai
eager to make a trip to Fort Smith, with a
Marshal ridin' herd on you doorin' said
visit. impartin' of nose paint to aborieines is
O. 6cSN h-AAh6 - ~ 49, 49,
he'd come over to Dick Stocton's an hinge:
round the barls of Valley Tan an take
a chance on stealin' a snifter or two while
Stockton's busy.
AT last Stockton gets tired an allows
he'll lay for Black Feather u lot. This yere
Stocton is a mighty reckless sport; he ain
carin' much whatever he does do; he hates
Injuns an shotguns, an loves ticker. seven
up an sin in any form: them's Stocton's
prime characteristics An, as | relates. he
gets plumb weary of the whisky thievin'
Black Feather. an lays for him.
n evenin'. this a~ggravatin' Black
Feather crosses over an takes to ha'ntin'
about Dick Stocton's lcker-room as is his
wont. 1t looks like Black Feather has al
ready been buyin' whisky of one of them
boot-laig parties who takes every chance
an goes among the Injuns an sells 'em
nosepaint on the sly. Fore ever he shows
up at the Upper Hawgthief that time, this
Black Feather shore gets nosepaint
some'ers an puts a whole quart of Il at
least away in the shade; an he exhibits
the symptoms. Which for one thing. he
feels about four stories tall,
"Stocton sets a trap for Black Feather.
He fills up the tin cup he draws that VAL
ley Tan in with coal-o:l-karoseen you-all
calls it-an' leaves it. temptin' like settin'
on top a whisky barl. Shore, it's the first
thing Black Feather notes. He sees his
chance. an grabs an downs the karoseen;
an Stocton sort O. startin' for him. this
yere Black Feather gulps her down plumb
swift. The next second he cuts loose the
yell of that year. burns up about ten acres
OF land, an starts for Red River. No, 1
don't know whether that karoseen hurts
him none or not; he jest nacher3lly goes
squatterin' across the old Red River like a
wounded wild duck. an he never does come
back no more.
But. son. AZ you sees, I don't know
nothin' speshul or much touchin' Injuns.
an III I'm to dodge the disgrace Of ramblin'
along in this we're desultory way. I might
better shift to a tale I hears Sioux Sam
relate to Doc Poets one time in the Red
Light This Sam Is a Sioux, an a mighty
decent buck. considerin' he's Intun; Sam Is