Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1904-02-11

rs the white man friendly nowy'
Long Hair then repeated in hls own
tongue with a certain insistence Of
manner and voice.
Eyes, friendly"
Long Hair fumbled in his pouch and
took out Alicc's locket, which he hand
ed to Beverley. "White man love little
girl?" he inquired in tone that Dor
dered upon tenderness. again speaking
in Indian.
Beverley clutched the disk as soon as
he saw it CLEAN in the starlight.
"White man going to have little girl
for his squaw. ehr'
'Yes. yes" cried Beverley without
hearing his own voice. He was trying
to open the locket, but his hands were
numb and trembling. When at last he
did open it he could not zee the child
face within, for now even the starlight
was shut of BY scudding black cloud.
Little girl saved Long Hairs life.
Long Hair save white warrior for little
girl.''
A dignity which was almost noble &C.
companied these simple sentences.
Long Hair stood proudly erect like a
colossal statue in the dimness.
The great truth dawned upon Bever-
ley that here was characteristic act.
He knew that an Indian rarely failed
to repay kindness or an injury, stroke
for stroke, when opportunity offered
"Wait here a little WHILE" Long Hair
said, and, without lingering for reply,
turned away and disappeared in the
wood. Beverley was free to run If he
wished to. and the thought did surge
across his mind, but restraining
something like a hand laid upon him
would not let his limbs move. Down
deep in his heart calm voice seemed
to be repeating Long Hairs Indian SEN
tence, "Wait here little WHILE"
A few minutes later Long Hair re-
turned bearing two guns. Beverley's
and his own. the Iltter Il superb weap-
on given him by Hamilton. He after
ward explained that he had brought
these. with their bullet pouches and
powder horns. to place of conceal
ment near by before he Gwoke Rever-
ley.
Delay could not be thought Of. Long
Hair explained briefly that he thought
Beverley must go to Kaskaskia. He
had come across the stream in the di-
rectior of Vincennes in order to set his
warriors at fault. The stream must
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and he would help Beverley certain
distance on his way, then leave him to
shift for himself. He had meager
amount of parched corn and buffalo
meat in his pouch which would stay
hunger until they could kill some game.
Now they must go.
They flung miles behind them before
day dawn, Long Hair leading. Bever-
ley pressing close at his heels. Most of
the way led over fiat prairies covered
with water, and they therefore left no
track by which they could be followed.
Late in the forenoon Long Hair killed
a deer at the edge Of wood. Here
they made fire and cooked supply
which would last them for day or
two and then on they went again. But
we cannot follow them step by step.
When Long Hair at last took leave of
Beverley the occasion had no ceremo-
ny. 1t was an abrupt, Unconditional
parting. The stalwart Indian simply
said in his own dialect, pointing west
ward:
"Go that way two days. You will find
your friends
Then without another look or word
he turned about and stalked eastward
at marvelously rapid gait. In his
mind he had good tale to tell his war
rior companions when he should find
them again-how Beverley escaped
that night and how he followed him a
long, long chase only to lose him at
last under tine very guns Of the fort at
Kasleaskia. But before he reached his
band an incident of some importance
changed bis story to considerable de-
gree. 1t CHANGED that he came upon
Lieutenant Barlow, who in pursuit of
game had lost his bearings and, far
from his companions, was beating
around quite bewildered in a watery
solitude. Long Hair promptly MUIR
dered the poor fellow and scalped him
with as little conjunction as he would
have skinned a rabbit, for he had a
clever scheme in his head, very auda-
cious and outrageous scheme, by which
he purposed to recoup to some extent
the damages sustained by letting Bev-
erley go.
Therefore when he rejoined hi; scmo-
what disheartened and demc:.aiized
band he showed them the sca!;, and
gave them an eloquent account OF ht,w
he tore it from Beverleys head after a
long chase and a bloody hand 10 h;ll
fight. They listened. believed a,nt ,s.re
satisfied.
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