The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1905-12-07


he ssw rs-hswa, . mound shaped ilss
lodge roof with ths regulation smeks-hole
10 iss center.
Flying EaSle threw himself face dovn-
ward q the opening, and pesrsd eeio~-
ps~p 10 The dAskScss he could see CLINT
az water. He watched !, for long time
before be rAised hts voics and told rs
Animals Of biz euand. A. bis last words
rvverberssed through the cavsrn he tossed
10 The necklace az bears claws, ssd listen
ed intsnrly 10 the splssh aud tinhie - u
fell.
Ths bow.cAse Of pantherS ska went
text, weighted with heavy store.
Then a. he watched II the water began
TO rise, ~ vas perfectly natural; but 70 the
vosDg Indian II sas sign from The AMI
mails. He waited brssthlessly while the
eater crept upward slowly, until Il reach
I'd the rim and overs ~ed toward the river.
Then Flying Eagle ran and sprinkled him.
sslf with this water, which was known 10
oe big medicine.
With slgh Of satisfsction he lay wearily
fown on the lodge roof Of The Animals,
drew bis robe well over his head and walt
I'd for slesp.
Il was slow in coming, but at last fly
Ing Eagle slept Ia earnest. When be awoke
he lay for time blinking at the cloudless
.ky. The Animals. had told him nothing
Wait; 1t must be they were telling him
even nov TO 90 The white mans doctor
Ne started eagerly for his horse.
When he reached the settlement II Vas
sgain nearly morning. only one light was
burning, but II shone out from the open
door OF the tiny, unpainted, unplasterd
Office Of Doctor Dent. Flying Esgle stop
ped bis j,ded horse and dismounted.
"How ~ be said, As he stepped noiseless-
y over the threshold.
The doctor started and looked up. "How,
ski-di!" he answered. Folks sick out your
way? Sit down and tell me.
Flying Eagle stated the condition Of his
tribe a. brisfy ss possible.
Smallpox. ehi said the little doctor.
Well, / guess so. Got just the stun for
you, but your people wont take 1t, because
Il will make them sick and sore at first,
They will think II bad medicise.
But Flying Eagle pleaded, and he sat lis
teuiug with grave and weary eyes while
the doctor explained In simple terms about
the virus and vaccination.
The little man even offered to 60 along
ard help, but Flying Eagle knew that biz
bis people would distrusta white medicine
man.
And see here, Ski-di, reckon ! had bet
ter vsccinate you now. Men Of your stamI
aren't any too common even among thu
Pawnees, and they can't spare you.
We do II this wav, continued the doctor
making quick punctures In the INDIAN
bare arm. There. you are. And II wer'
you, I'd tell the FOLKS that those little holel
are made to let the demon out. It's abou
the truth, and more In their line Of think
| lug. Well, that's all. So-long, Ski-di!
Your horse, said Flying Eagle, pointing
to his own pony. Bring more By and BY
Now look here, chief, II your people ar'
A. ~ sick ~ you says, you've no time Il
lose. Ride home, and bring the pony bacl
| some other day.
Flying Eagle thanked him with glance
and sprang upon bis pony.
All the people who still had hope Of re
lief came out to meet Flying Eagle. Al
day long they thronged about him, cage
to try the new witchcraft. And for manl
days afterward Kit-uks hung on the out
skirts Of the crowd, and tried to turn th
people from the new medicine. But Il
spite Of their swollen arms, the Ski.di wer
satisfied that Flying Eagle had brough
them big medicine from The Animals .
Pa-bowa.
In time the smallpox ceased spreading
and the sick began to recover. Then tn
Ski-di rejoiced and praised Flying Esgl
greatly.
One day, % he sat before the lodge, er
Loving the signs Of returning health 10 tn
village, a messenger came running and cry
i,g. ut l. Kin-uks himself. He scorne
our witcbcraft. Now be dies Of the d.
mon. Come qulcklyW.
i Itis too late, answered Flying Eagle, n
membering that he had not seen Kit-uh
for several days, II 10 too late, but
come.
| An ominous silence reigned over II
mighty medicine-lodge. At the black eI
trance the messenger turned back, bt
Fly Ing Eagle went on alone, down u
'choing passsgewsv. Lifting the inn'
curtain, be stood ard waited. Nothip
stirred in the silence. From the snok
hole far overhead . band Of sunlight qui
| cred into the dark room andl touched Il
dusty cinders on the floor.
Stepping into the clearer light, Flyir
: Eagle locked about anxiously fori Kit-uk
Suddenly an arrow vhIstlsd from the blsc
ness beyond II passed through bis bonn
, Of esgle feathers. Before be could tur
I smother took a nick out Of one Of bis ear
Flying Eagle Iesped backward into Il
shadow. A moment later, Kit-uks. swc
. len aud di, figured almost beyond recosr
, tion, reeled into the sunlight. He tried
follow bis rival, but It was useless. TT
D hunting knife fell from bis hand. and b
legs doubl. d under him As be pitched 10