Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-12-14


the wigwam.
The pariah heard, yet did not pause.
But when among the dogs again he
cleaned at the deer hide with short.
swift strokes, light once more fam
ed up In his dull eyes-a light unlike
the one that had burned In them at !
Brown Mink's Preside.
He was still working diligently, the
sack over his head as before, wheE,
about the middle hour of the day,
Lieutenant Fraser entered the sliding
panel of the stockade and began to go
rapidly from lodge to lodge, as If in
search of some one. Seeing the In
truder, the dogs about Squaw Charley
bounded up. hair bristling and teeth
barred.
The outcast laid aside his rubbing
stone and strove to quiet them. But
the sudden commotion under the roof
, had already attracted the young off,
Ger. STOPPING, he caught glimpse or
Squaw Charley.
"Oh, there you arew he exclaimed
! and motioned for him to come forth.
| When the Indian appeared. the deer
skin in his arms, Lieutenant Fraser
pointed toward the entrance. You
come with me-" he said. with gesture
In the sign language.
Squaw Charley moved slowly along
with him. No one was in sight In the
inclosure-no one seemed even to be
looking on. But, opposite Brown
Mink's lodge. the old woman dashed
| wvvfk m Of
rage and dashed back again. The
next moment Charley passed through
the sliding panel and took up hSs
march to headquarters.
$50 this is your last wild pet, Oh
RobertT said Colonel Cummings -
they entered. He backed up to his
stove and surveyed SQuaw Charley
good naturally. LET me see, now.
You've run the scale from a DEVILS
darning needle to baby wolf. Next
thing, l suppose. you'll be introducing
us to a youngish rattlesnake."
Lieutenant Fraser rumpled his hair
sheepishly. But you ought to see the
way they're treating him = banging
him around as if he were a dog"
HIN. He certainly doesn't look
strong"
"They work him to death, colonel"
The commanding officer laughed. "a
redskin working must be a sight for
sore eyes"
,, "But they don't feed him, sir"
, , The outcast, wrapped close in his
blanket. lifted his pinched face to
them.
How'd it happen didn't notice this
fellow during the march?" inquired
: the colonel. a trifle suspiciously.
"He was with the squaws when
I there was anything to do, but when
!, we were on the move he fell to the
rear"
). Didn't try to get awayp
= mo. Just struggled along"
"Ah! Do you know whether or mo-
. he took part in the fight the day We
= captured them?"
= At the question a swift change came
= over Squaw Charley. He retreated
:, little and bent his head until his CHI
rested upon his breast.
O. Lieutenant Fraser threw out his arm
o in mute reply. No feathers, no paint
10 no gaudy shirt or bonnet marked tn
T~dian as n warrior.
y The elder man approached the silent
!, shrinking figure not unkindly. "An
. what do you want me to do for him
- RobertT he asked.
- Lieutenant Fraser sprang forwar
% eagerly his face shining. Hes s
y quiet and willing, sir-so ready to d
. anything he's told, I'd be grateful
~ you thought you could trust him ou
40 side the stockade. He could get tn
er odds and ends from the bachelor
- mess"
&c "I'll be hanged Robertw cried hi
superior, annoyed. Most men, ju:
- out of West Point, have an eye
le' killing redskins, not coddling EN-"
" The other crimsoned. I'm sorr
=, you look at it that way, colonel" /
'u said I'm ready to punish or kill
SO the case of bad ones. But-you'll pa
iIH don my saying It'll don't see that 1t
III the duty of an officer to harm GOO
10 one"
n Squaw Charley raised his head al
IN shifted timidly from foot to foot,
u" well. Robert" said Colonel Cur
mings quietly, You still have the cas-
w ern view of the Indian question. Ho1
al ever, let me ask you this: Has tn
man story. and what is it? For
u you know. he may deserve beii
banged around
VI Lieutenant Fraser was shaking b
, head In answer when swift came o.
-le from the pariah. He searched in /
&c bosom. under the tattered waist DIRE
eu out the rag bound paper and hand
ne It to the commanding officer.
Very carefully the latter read It,
interest growing with every III
ue Finally, giving it over to the lieute
~ ant, he smiled at squaw Charley.
iH' That tells the tale" he said.
knew the man that wrote that when