Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-03-13
A Daughter 2! the Sioux
By GEN. CHARLES KING.
Copyright, 1902, by The Hobart Company.
CHAPTER XII.

What action had been resolved
 tpon, and prompt action, was now
 lpparent. Stabber, fighting chief
 hough he had been in the past, had
 lad his reason for opposing the plans
 If this new and vehement leader;
 ut public sentiment, stirred by ve-
 cement oratory, had overruled him,
 md he had bolted the field convention
 n fury. Lame Wolf, a younger
 thief than Stabber, had yet more lower among the Ogallalas, being Red
 ,loud's favorite nepnew, and among
 he Indians, at least, his acknowl-
 dged representative. Whenever
 alled to account, however, for that lephew's deeds, the wary old states nan promptly disavowed them. It vas in search of Lame Wolf, reasoned Bay, that Stabber had sped away, possibly hoping to induce him to call If his followers. It was probably he deeper strategy of Stabber to op- pose no obstacle to Rays advance un- il the little troop was beyond the Elk Tooth ridge, where, on utterly ahelterless ground, the Indian would lave every advantage. He knew Ray If old; knew well that, left to him. Self, the captain would push on in She effort to rescue the stage people, ind he and his command might prac. sically be at the mercy of the Sioux, If only the Sioux would listen and be patient. Stabber knew that to attack he troopers now entrenching at the .ottonwoods meant desperate fight n which the Indians, even if ultimate ~ triumphant, must lose many a valued brave, and that is not the Thoroughbred Indians view of good generalship. Stabber was old, willy and wise. The new chief, whoever Ae might be, seemed possessed of a mad lust for instant battle, coupled with possible fear that, unless the rolden moment were seized, Ray night be reinforced, and could then lefy them all. Indeed there were vet iran campaigners among the troop ITS who noted how often the tall red thief pointed in sweeping gesture back to Moccasin Ridge-troopers who, even at the distance caught and interpreted a few of his words. That's it, sir," said Winsor, conf lently to Ray. He says S'more. ,oldiers coming and-I believe he knows."
 At all events he had so convinced his fellows, and, even before Stabber reached the middle tooth--where sat . little knot of mounted Indians, sig naling, apparently, to others still ,ome distance to the north-with a .horus of exultant yells, the long, yaudy, glittering line of braves sud ienly scattered, and, flashing away to right and left, dozens of them darted 1t top speed to join those already disposed about that big circle, while others still, the main body, probably 70 strong, after some barbaric show of circus evolutions about their lead sr, once more refined up for final in- functions from his lips. Then, with a magnificent gesture of the hand, he waved them on, and, accompanied py only two young riders, rode swift ly away to little swell of the prairie lust out of range of the carbines, and there took his station to super rise the attack. cf Fl S''
 Damn him!" growled old Winsor. Hes no charger like Crazy Horse. He's Sitting Bull breed of general ike some we had in Virginia" he added. between his set teeth. but