The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1902-11-21

"White man no shootr he shouted.
"Mc him friend! 80 stop Iniun no
kctch umw
The white man took a good look.
This-yes, this was the same young
brave he had spared ana nurs7dl Real
izing that Griffin grasped the meaning
OF the words, and instantly he faced
about and made for the woods again.
white man saved Iuiuu, now Injun
save white man. the savage called
as soon as the trees and bush hid them
from sight. white man hide um,
heap quick. Injun run by; no ketch
UNI. Bimeby dark, white man run off,
Griffin shaped his course for the near
est clump Of bush, and put his last
atom of strength into a leap that land
ed him fair I'm SIS centre. lie spread
himself fiat and chung close to the
ground. Yelling like mad, to lead his
mates away, the young Sioux kept on
into the woods.
1t was so contrary 70 the trappers
training to trust an Indian that his
first movement was to slip out his
knife. He meant to be prepared in
case the Siuox should pounce on top
of him.
But the Indians tore on into the for
est, and after him went the others.
They passed so near the place where
Griffin lay that they might have heard
his hard breathing had they not been
running so fast and yelling so Justify.
But a fat old fellow who brought up
the rear gave over the chase at the
edge of the forest He leaned against
q tree not twenty feet from Grifin's
bush, evidently intending to wait until
the others came back with the white
mans scalp.
The young braves kept up the search
until after dark. All that time the old
fellow fingered by his tree, and Griffin
| dared not even stretch for fear of
being heard.
He hardly knew what action to take.
1t seemed that the young brave had
meant him to get away as soon as the
crowd passed; and it would be easy
enough to shoot the old Indian, and
then make his escape in the darkness.
But the trapper finally decided that
the right thing to do was to lie still
The old fellow might be his friends
father for all he knew. To kill him
there might throw suspicion upon tho
young man. And Griffin knew that il
the Indians discovered the trick thai
had been played upon them they would
kill the perpetrator.
II won't do itr' said Griffin to him
self. mot if lose my scalp for it,"
BY the time the band returned from
the fruitless chase the trapper had go
his breath. He wasted none of it, we
may be certain, in the course of thu
impromptu council that the Indians
held before they left the timber. Prob
ably the talk lasted less than five min
utes. But that seems a long time t
man who feels enemies crowd arount
his hiding-place and breads that an,
instant they may fairly fall over him.
But finally they did leave, and Griftil
crept out Of the bush and fetched
wide circuit to reach his camp. H
did not feel any appetite for suppe
just then, What he would do, and die
was to load his belongings into hi
canoe and, heading down stream, put
wide stretch Of river between himsol
and the redskins.
Griffin never saw Or heard of tn
young Sioux again; but the trappe
had a better opinion of the tribe an
the race from that time forward
, "Sure enough" he used to say, whe
he told the story, most of 'em are baC
and others of 'em are worse; but tie
you, boys, sure enough, some Injur
are folksp'-Youth's Companion.