The Savannah morning news., 1902-02-09

his own ancient village. The Indian
of the plains, the hero OF frontier ro-
nance, Is secluded on the reservation
But at Carson he is an all pervading
element of the lanscape. In the
mountains round about Carson live
the remnants Of three tribes. the
Piutes, the Hashoes and the Sho-
shones. They are not upon any res
ervation. nor do they receive govern
ment support, They are absolutely free,
left In possession of these sterile up
lands which the white man does not
want. Each day comp tnies of then
come down into Carson, and swathed
In bright blankets, sit playing Piute
poker upon every vacant lot. You will
often see the squaks sewing there, al
so. making garments of turkey red,
and other gorgeous cottons. The pap
pooses play about, the brilliant sun
throws out the flaming scarlet of the
blankets, AID the rich coppery hues
of their skin. 1t Is all wildly pic
turesque.
Now II is this picturesque person.
age. male and female, who helps to
solve the servant girl problem in Car
son. Other help is scarce and high
and in spite of the fact that neither
buck nor squaw can ever be pinned
to regular labor. their occasional serv-
ices are welcome. To the Carson house.
WHO every uuIk N Jim anu CNEiy
squaw is Sally" Sally opens the
kitchen door without the formality Of
al knock and says ''Mahaylie
(woman) YOU want work done?'
Or, simply, 'sMe heap hogadi."
which signifies that she Is
very hungry. and desires to work for
a meal. II you are an Eastern woman
this is apt to frighten you into fits the
first time and it Is likewise terrify-
fnx 20 saf. find a hffrk'o
swarthy face yplastered against the
outside OF your windowpane, 1t takes
a little while for you to thoroughly
learn that there is nothing TO be feared.
But after a bit you welcome Sally
gladly and set her to scrubbing the
floor or washing dishes or clothes.
Very rarely there is a Sally who will
come regularly for a weekly wash day.
But generally they will work only
when they are driven by hunger. Some
times Sally comes shivering to the door
in winter with a baby under her
blanket. She is heap cold" and wants
to toast herself and the queer, silent
little morsel of humanity on her back
at the Kitchen fire. They are often
ragged and insuficiently protected
from the cold. Sometimes Sally will
bring an armful of baskets TO sell at
your door. and then the Eastern wo-
knows she can pick up for a few cents
baskets for which she must pay dol
lars in the shops OF Carson. The
housewife likes to get Piute Sally to-
work for her If she can, for she II
cleaner and more industrious and
adaptable than her sisters of the Shos-
homes and sWashoes. When Jim Is
heap hogadi' he will cut wood. NOW
the lawn and do other odd jobs.
The Indians never stay in Carson
over night, and no Eastern woman
fails to look from her window at sun
set and watch them slowly making
their way along the trail in Indian file.
In and out winds the hong line. across
the face Of the darkening mountain
the last sunbeams lighting up their
barbaric trappings. each Jim invaria-
bly, with his own Sally: the sauaw al
ways carrying the pappoose. but the
buck sometimes shouldering the sturnb-
ling toddlers; up. up, to the brush
TIM at timber line. where each tribe
in its own place. separate from the
other two, cooks its scanty food over
It's little campfire. and goes to sleep
among the moaning pines.
Minnie J. Reynolds.