The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1903-10-08


fortnight with zest and much repe-
tition. By the end Of month 1t was
still good material, when women took
their knitting and visited one another
of afternoons. But by muster day
other slow happenings had covered it.
If Sally knew more about it than
any one else, she kept the secret. The
Sac brave often fixed his eyes on her
with speculation in them.
"In my tribe" he said once to Lin
coin, "a warrior can take a tent-pole
and beat his squaw, or he can give her
plenty goods and drive her out of his
wigwam. But me marry white woman;
me have to stand her like white man"
He was at first concerned, and Ques-
toned Peggy about the loss of her
wooden leg.
81 will not wear it." she repeated
stubbornly. at hurt, and | threw it
away"
She hoped about the street on her
crutch, which Ann Rutledge had found
by the hand-mill the night the alarm
was given, her injured leg hanging
straight beneath the deerskin gar
ment. Some change in her was no
ticed, even by her schoolmates.
"Who cut Peggy Shickshacll's hair,
Viane Rutledge?" inquired Nancy
Green, when the girls sat outdoors with
their dinner reticules the first warm
day, The budding woods were then
alive with bees.
"Ann," responded AIMS younger sis
ter, with asperity. I'VE have her tag
ging to our house all the time, now
| allow the Indians might as well
move in with us.
"Shickshack's wife doesn't visit the
neighbors, does she?"
mo. She stays at home and heats
water to scald the boys with"
Peggy looks nicer with her hair cut
straight around below the ears and
combed smooth. And | am glad she
lost her wooden leg when Satan or
something tried to carry her off"
MY brother Red" exclaimed Mar
tina Bell Clary, told me the horse
blanket that was throwed over Peggy
Shickshack that night smelt Of brim-
stone!"
Your brother Red" retorted Nancy
Green with Impotence. gets threat
ened with birthstone so much in meet
ing that he smells it on everything!"
well, how do you suppose the boat
Antywine La Chance went down the
river in, got back to the mill by morn
ing, when he rode home on horse
back?"
"Antywine brought it back himself.
Part of the way he pulled the boat
and part of the way he rode horseback.
You get such stories in the Grove"
said Mahala Cameron.
Martha Bell wagged her head and
looked at Peggy, sitting apart, eating
corn bread in solitude She was glad
to be Martha Bell Clary instead of
Peggy Shickshack. None of the girls
meant to be cruel. They wished Peggy
well, but made her understand she was
not as other daughters of New Salem
I'VE all thought she was queer be-
fore we found out she was a Spaniard,"
said Martha Bell.
You'd be queer too exclaimed
Nancy Green, IF you'd been born a
Spaniard and raised among the Sacs,
and dressed always like sqaw."
But | wasn't"
Peggy can talk the Sac language
II. a.
hala. Lets get her do it for u.s.
"Shickshack won't let her" objected
Aun Rutledge's sister. "He wants her
to learn English. He says she learned
to speak English in a year"
"Humph," commented another of the
group, resentfully; "the master shows
partiality to Peggy Shickshack, SO he
does; but | wouldn't be her, if she is
the best reader in school"
The first really warm noon of the
budding year, while Peggys school
mates were looking at and talking
about her. Antywine stood at the open
tavern door waiting to speak to Ann
Rutledge. Too bashful to knock, he
shifted from one moccasin to the other,
hoping that some kind saint would
send Ann to the door to inquire what
he wanted. He had parcel in his left
hand, and sometimes held it before him
and sometimes hid it behind mis- back,
keeping his right hand ready to uncap
himself if she appeared There was
not anything in the woods or on the
prairie which Antywlne feared. But
Ann Rutledge represented to his mind
the power of society; and he was COM
ing to sue that power. She entered,
singing, from an inner room, and
paused, throwing her long braids
behind her back when she saw the Can
adam at the door.
lie snatchcd off his cap, standing
erect, narrow of hips and shoulders
and full in chest, an elegant lightness
OF make ana grace Of carriage setting
him apart from English-A mericans,
and fixed his wistful blue eyes upon
her.
Come in, Antywine La Chance"
NO. nam selle. | will stand here"