Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1903-03-05

were spoken Ia tone and with q pecu
llar emphasis which seemed to meat
something, aud II they had a meaning
beyond the mere chance OF natural cause
and effect. then surely nll was not meant
well for him. Bat he did not speak hi'
fears.
"Ehi Does not the son Of the white
chief like his nameT
"Yes-yes."
The other Indians had stood near ai
hand. aud as they heard the name thus
bestowed, they smiled, and repeated 1
several times. IN q little while iongei
the party prepared for the tramp an.
set out. For q distance OF some miles
they followed the stream 10 the north
ward and eastward. aud finally they left
the river and struck Into narrow. du
hious trail. II was dark when Stune
Serpent gave the order to stop. They
had reached a small lake. or deep bayou,
upon one hand Of which arose n steep
blum, directly beneath which they halt
cd. White Hand saw that some one had
stopped here before. for the traces oi
a fire were plainly visible against the
fnce Of the rock. and as he walked over
the spot beneath II he could feel the dry
Goals. A fire was soon built, and then
one OF the party produced some Dire
venlson, aud some sort of esculent root
that resembled the common artlchoke.
The prisoner was hungry. and he ate
heartily, and then he was allowed 10 lie
down aud sleep. Stung Serpent having
taken the precaution 10 secure his hands
so that he could not move them with
out disturbing him.
When White Hand was aroused be
started quickly mp. and nj trsi he thought
the day had dawned, but as soon as his
senses were fairly at work he found II
was the moon that gave 10 much light.
He was informed that the party We're
now TO start on. and he was soon rendy.
The moon was nearly at It's zenith, and
he judged that IL could not be much
past midnight For two or three hours
the trail was dubious and difficult. II
lay through deep growth OF oak, AMI
the ground was uneven, aud In some
places wet aud boggy from the late
rains, In the morning they stopped for
was shot, from which they took the skin
and As much OF the meat as they want
ed: so at noon they built a fire an had
some venlson steak; only White Hand
would have liked Il much better could he
have had n llttlo salt with his meat.
Another night came, and again the
youth slept with his hands confined; and
this time be was allowed TO sleep until
morning. Another meal from the fresh
deer meat was made. and then the trail
was resumed. During the next day the
prlsonsr came aoveral tlneA near falling
for want OF strength. for however stron 1
may have been his closc.knIt frame. he
was not used TO this kind OF labor. How.
ever, the Indians helped him some, ami he
managed TO move along without much
show OF pain or complaint. lie knew
that II he would expect kind treatment at
the hands Of his captors be must be saw
Ing Of complaint and trouble, and he re-
solved that he would stand up under the
trial as unnin hingly as possible. When
they had stopped for the night again he
asked his captor how much further they
had to travel
"Not much." Stung Serpent replied.
"0ne more day will bring Us TO the VII
laRe where we are to stop. Does 1t please
the White Hand. eh?"
"It will surely please me to rest, for
am weary and faint. and had We much
further to travel fear should be bur
den TO you"
The Indian shrugged his shoulders, but
IA IL
forwards White Hand lay down to sleep.
In the mornlng they were once more
In motion, and before noon they struck
into broader trail that gave evidence
of much travel. The sun was some two
hours high when they reached the top
OF gentle emlnence, and upon looking
down into the valley beyond, White Hani
saw quite village Of Natchez huts.
There were some fifty or sixty dwellings
built in sort OF circle, while within this
circle stood four buildings Of larger di.
mens!one.
Does the White Hand see yonder vii
lageT asked Stung Serpent, as the par.
ty stopped upon the hilltop.
The prisoner answered In the afflrma.
tive.
THAT Is the village Of the White Ap,
pie the home of the bravest warriors Of
the Natchez, and the abode of peace
There lives my brother-the Great Sun,
and the chief of all our people. That is
his dwelling next to the temple. But
does the White Hand see where those
trees seem to break away, as though the
fire had run through the deep forest on
a wide trall2 Look-away towards the
setting sun. Do you mark itr'
"Yes," replied the youth, looking In
the direction pointed out.
"rhere travels the great Father Of
Waters In his way to the great salt lake.
And do you mark that point? All! you
can see piece of cloth iutterlng in the
breeze. Do you not getaway off thereH
like a rug playing in the wind?"
White Hand looked, and he saw what
his guide had pointed out. 1t was Just
visible over the intervening tree tops.
II see It," he said.
'That is the village Of the white man.
He has built fort there and he calls
i Rosalie. They tell mo tits called so
from woman's name. Is 1t so?'
at ls."
The Indian watched his prisoner with
keen glance while speaking Of the fort
ind simple "ughP was his only reply
% the youths last answer.
In a short time they started down the
ill, and just as the sun was sinking from
light they reached the village. The men
md children came hocking out, and while
Stung Serpent was received with lively |
of Joy, looks of the most |
,ager curiosity were fixed upon White
Hand. But his captor did not stop to |
xhiblt him, He pursued his way at once
o long, narrow building near the tenn
lie, the walls of which were formed of |
lose-ftting timbers driven into the
,round, while the door, which swung to
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