The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1905-12-07
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k,o~n a better winters hunt. Every nsgbt
the ner fsas.ed, and the entertaining Vas
NO, cotapcd solely 10 their own band. OF
ten ! long die of warriors, plumed ana
pslp,ed, paced TO ard from The Low"
Village. The rattle Of The buffalo drum
and the sound Of voices 10 prayer or orr
lion could BE- heard ebove the usuAi noisss.
ope sfternoon Black warrior had given
the lac. Of ssTies of feasts, ard nov ny
lus Eagle sat hsliy IN his fa,hsr-in-laws
lodge and wondered why he felt 90 stupid.
FOR the prcser, be hsd nothing TO do. Inc
ls,deY vas full. and he Was well supplied
With arrows. II wAs high time for smother
var party TO follow tha, which had started
from the hunting-ground; bat until some
one suggested II, Flying Eagle meant tol
rest and enjoy himself.
40 he leaned indolently back and watch
ed Little Moccasin with dreamy eyes, -
shs pat,ered about, sorting out the mother
corn for the spring planting. her happy
fsce wss framed by two big braids. which
hone from much comblng. She still wore
The little ornaments put on when she mar
ried Flying Eagle, and the vermillion paint
ip the parting Of her hair Was ~ fresh ana
bright ~ In ber girlhood.
IL was evident that lie would never be ~
hard for her a. for most Indian women, Tor
when she failed to Mt . heavy pot, .
brswny arm came from behind her and toss
ed Il into place. She turned halfway 70
me ct Flying Eagle with glance, but stop
ped. for Kit-uks, The Beaver, stood within
the lodge and jeered At her husband.
Since WHEN has Flying Eagle turned
tquawf he asked.
Since il was needed, was the cool reply.
Needed Ugh! PawLee men do not de-
file themselves with cookirg-pots.
Flying Eagles black eyes glittered ~ be
crowded the unwelcome guest outside the
threshold to demand savsgely, Shave you
never known Of Plt-u-le-shsr-u, Chief-oi-
Men. our best and greatestf Go, II you
dare, and call him 'squaw,' for his goodne"
| to his women"
But KI,-uks was not anxious to have
trouble with the old giant Of the Lower
Village. With one more laugh Of derision
be swaggered on to the medicine-lodge,
where be was learning the mysteries.
FLYING Eagle watched him with angry
eyes. What was Kit-uks. that he should
criticize bis bettersf He had sprung from
even lower level than Flying Eagle. Be-
fore bis crooked doorway hung q Rr'my'
tsttered buffalo hide from which the fam
ily emblem had disappeared long ago.
Flying Eagle knew that Kit-uks would
have been beneath notice II It had not been
for his well.to-do and childlcss uncle,
s anding Bear. who had decided to make
bis nephew Of some importance among the
Ski-ei. Standing Bear gave many horses
to the doctors, and they were teaching the
nephew their lore.
He grows big In mind too fast, thought
FLYING Eagle. When be 10 real medicine,
then he may hold back the whole tribe IL
full sight Of the buffalo; but that 10 not
yet.
Flying Eagle, called Little Moccasin,
your eyes are good! Look to the bill, Shi
Iri-ki The watchers for the war party
make signals.
He bounded up and stood with straining
leyes, reading the news, and announcing 70
Little Moccasin the meaning Of each sign
| One Of the party-returns-with scalps
land horses. The others-have gone on.
He who comes ID Big Elk.
Big Elk, the faint hearts
| So 1t reads. Stay here until come
again.
Breaking into = dog-trot, Flying Eagle
passed through the excited village. When
| be reached the hill, Big Elk was close al
hand, surrounded by bis captive herd, and
holding before him cedar pole decorated
with scalps.
| Flying Eagly could hardly believe hi'
eyes, but IL was surely Big Elk who slouch'
ed forward on the finest horse andl grinned
spologeticslly. In the hour Of his triumph
he looked meaner than ever, and Flying
EARLE felt sure that Big Elk had neveI
honestly won 80 much property.
wedsing his way through the crowd
Flying Eagle reached the hero, and made
few shrewd inquiries about his exploits
Bu, Big Elk pretended to be overwhelmed
by the people, and turned away from hi'
questioner.
It was dark when Flying Eagle stalked
, | lpto his own lodge snd asked Little Mocca'
sin about her father.
He rests. She pointed. to Bear Chief'
.leeping.place, which was closed BY tn
bulrush mating.
Flying Eagle went to the drawn curtain
and called softly, "A.ti-us!"
From the inner blsckness q deep voic
answered, aEnter!"
In the darkness Of the closet-like room
Flying Eagle took seat on the bed besid
HE fAther-in-law, and waited In polite OIL
, encs for the old man to speak.
Wen, said Bear Chief, what 10 1t. sons
Big Elk 10 back With scalps and horses.
)I Ihsd beard. But what 10 It that make
YOU poor Ia mind, my sons
He could not have taken them 10 honei
warfare.
There are two other wsys-by theft froI
compsnion. or BY numbering friends
: other tribes. Both sre 20 serious ~ TO
slmost unknown. DO you think II poss
\ bIss
, NO, and yet DID you see Big Elk whe
: be came Into the viilaees
The old mao made gesture OF assen
Had you other matters to discusss hs asl
ID.
! Fiyins Eagle took the hip'. No, be a'
suered, as be psssed outside, leaving Bel
Chief 10 think the mat u over Alone.
Al hour later the Old msu csme into n