The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1902-09-14
UFREEDA.


of the wolves them wof-nan when the
and the and were
bare and the praes were white II was Wof-nan Who.
when the leaves the willows. loaded his
the pelts the gray trophies
OF the forest, glided away through the
shades of the cottonwoods and past the trails
last came TO the Mississippi groves
of live oaks, their mantes OF waving the
wind mission house. with white walls jet
ties with the gulf beyond sparkling and flashing in the
Once when Wolf-rnan came from south he stopped
his canoe before wigwam where a young
lived. He looked her and she comely
and he her wigwam clean and the fish upon il
dry. the buffalo dangling from the
pole smoking fire.
wolfman stepped into the shallow and pulled
his high upon the shore In the boat of bark
small bundle wrapped n pack
and walking TO the door of the wigwam tossed
it into Jap maiden Thereupon she looked
and smiled calmly his
g Tis for you. Wear it.
Nome-for name Nome-untied the package
and found smaller wrapped and twisted and tied
in tissue paper. \ look Of surprise Nome's
face fire through the dry OF the prairie
when the drought is IN her lap lay brooch with
shining and glass edges She pressed the
ornament against and threw back her head
sand her that Woif-man might see and that Wolf
might admire.
wolf-man was satisfied And so he reached into the
pot that swung above the log TO the broth
OF buffalo When he finished he left the wigwam
his the and his brushed by
Ufreeda the teller of stories. Now, Ufreeda the
dandy village. with the feather of eagle in
his hair the scalp Of enemy his belt. There
never was a gathering Ufreeda there.
stories went up among the young people as the smoke
their pipes and the cries from their His
songs were and his words brave he told
of the acts of his ancestors in battle.
Ufreeda bent his head beneath the fringe of leather
above the door of Nome's wigwam and the maiden
sitting looking the jewel in her hand She did
not hear Ufreeda. No sound her but the
hollow boat Wolf-nan pushed away from
the bank She nothing of the handsome form before
her-only the steady eyes Of Wolf-nan he dropped
the brooch in her lap So Ufreeda turned without
dissatisfaction. For Ufreeda
Indian things would change the lives of
fell upon him as breeze falls upon the face
Ufreeda left silently-as he had The view
into the wigwam past the place where
lie stood. The eottonwoods shook their leaves
above the trails, ragged and from rains and all
went before Meme threw back further the hide of
the door-lap stood below the fringe bison
watched Wolf-man he threaded his way UP
there she stood when the shadows length
wild bees had droned away their homes
the hollow Darkness the land and
covered village with gloom
The great chief, father o Nome night
fall. Dogs barked the distance. The
river rppled past the wigwam. Nome and all the
wrapped in the blankets and slept
When the leaves turned yellow and fell into the
night a wedding this Indian village
Nome the bride. Wolf-man was tail and stately.
The chief proud of his Nome of husband.
the young danced them chanted
prophecies. Only one of all the wedding guests was
gloomy Ufreeda's laugh did not echo the hills
and his voice did mingle with the song
did his who had gathered there.
The festivities ended when the dropped her
circles of light the the horizon
and morning
A week by. wolfnan, late afternoon,
himself above the that running cold
silent in the deep shadows of the coming
denly above him the cry as the eagle cries when
no down a victim in the mountain Wolf
turned. He Ufreeda's straighten behind
and heard the wicked shrek of the weapon
he aft ter
the Wolf-man fell with the fingers of the
Tightening about his throat and together they rolled
and struggled the brink of the bank listened
waters beow-and knew this the
The bushes parted. Nome the graphing
forms. Her voice pierced the gathering twilight Then
there silence the crouched before her
Il 60" said Ufreeda And the leaves his
parting steps.
Wolfman went with Nome
Winter came. Wolf-man heard bowling o a pack
over the brow of the hill The next day he there
where they had traed after a wounded deer
where the deer had fallen. Then he the wolves
would come with the night and add
white of the hills. Darkness along the
land The wolves howed and crept the
the edge of the precipce. wof-man from his
hiding place in the and climbed the prairie
above. All around him hows OF that fierce
pack Below him were the valley and the ribbon Of
trees, and far far the village
the whining howl Of dog Then the giant the
hills his club after wolf was stretched
out in the but still pack Closer and
closer the wolves pressed until they virtually
against the breast OF the forcing back as
gladiator forces back his victim stepped over
the last rock of the precipce Of
the hill with all the ruthIessness of fate
And he lay there The built mound over
him. The wind sang drge above him. His place by
Nome's side vacant. Two days passed and Wolf
man came not Nome's door darkened by a shadow
and Cfreeda looked in. he the heard
her He turned and walked by the stream
to where the hills break away themselves in
tho praries. There he stood and gazed UP down.
He went toward them and through deep snow
until he to the base the where the stones
thrust up their fingers and the patches white lay
deep upon the ground With his hands Ufreeda dug the
snow from reclining form. And with the by
which man swings 70 his shoulders fallen deer tho
body Of wof-man was lifted where fallen.
Ufreeda turned toward the village with his
burden 10 the wigwam OF Nome Upon couch wolf
robes Ufreeda laid his rival looked
come back TO Wolf mans face. high check
bones and knew the endurance of which they told
Nome
BY and hy spring a side Of wolf-nnar
sat Cfreeda while behind them IN the wigwam passed
back ard forth the Of Nome
They tell this story the banks OF the PotswatoEne
HARRY A. ARMSTRONG.