Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-05-03
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ne was tall, well built, and his movemer+s
extremely elegant. His broad fore
MS Diack eyes large and fashino
ions gray moustaches, and his short
--"t' gave him military appea ranoo
M ". MS harsh, quick way of snoaI;n1
o1d not contradict. 'AAiie
among the poems two mon nooro oo
claily attracted attention. One uos
sAin' tne other half-breed with a
S' leerlng manner who, for soma
4eASon or another, stood on most familiar
.e1ms WIN MS master; his comrades call
gu nln NO Carnero, and at times oavo
him the title of Capataz,
NO Carnero was the wit of tho zorro.
Van' the funny fellow-eyer readv r.
laugh and joke. The redskin was toll
thin, dry man, with angular features anI
gloomy and sad face, illumined by two
oiack eyes deeply set in their orbit, Like
l'oSt INDIANS, it was impossible to form
any OPINION as to his age, for his hair
was oiack as the ravens wing. and his
parchment skin had not a single wrinkle
lie mad engaged at Santa Fe to act as
Sulde TO the caravan, and, with the excan-
| tIon OF his obstinate silence, there was
| every reason to be satisfied with him
Ihe poems called him The Indian mr.
sometimes Jose-a hooking term. emplov
| ed IN Mexico to designate the Indios man
SOS but the redskin appeared as insensi
pie TO compliments as to jokes, and con-
tlnued coldly to carry out the task he had
imposed on himself. When supper was
| ehued the master turned to the capataz.
| Carnero,' he said to him, Though in
THESE remote regions, we have but little
to fear, still do not fail to place SEN
| tries"
L nave warned two men, mi amo,"
the capataz replied; moreover, | intend
| 10 make my rounds tonight; eh, jose"
ne added, are you certain you are not
mistaken, and that you really lifted a
trail! Do you know to what nation the
sign you discovered belongs?'
Crow" the redskin answered hoarse-
| ~.
| "Carai! J" the master exclaimed, eff
they are Crows we shall do we'll to be
on our guard"
Nonsense - Carnero remarked with
grin of derision. Indians tell as many
lies as old women"
The Indians eyes flashed: without
deigning to reply he drew moccasin from
| his breast, and threw it so adroitly at
the capataz as to strike him across the
face. Furious at the insult so suddenly
offered by a man whom he always consid-
cred inoffensive, the half-breed uttered
| yell of rage, and rushed knife in hand on
the Indian.
| But the latter lad not taken his eye off
him. and by a slight movement he avoided
the desperate attack of the capataz; then,
drawing himself up, he caught him round
the waist, raised him from the ground as
easily as he would have done a child
| and hurled him into the fire, where he
| Writhed for a moment with cries of pain
and impotent passion. When he at length
| got out of the fire, half scorched, he did
not think Of renewing the attack, but sat
down, directing savage glances at his
adversary, like turnspit punished by
mastiff.
1.-The Indian is right" said the master
coldly, this moccasin bears the mark of
the Crow nation. My poor Carnero, you
must put up with it, for though the pun
| ishment you received was severe, I am
| forced to allow that it was deserved"
1.-THE dog will pay me for it with his
traitor face" the capitaz growled. Il
am no man if I do not leave his body as
| food for the crows he discovers SO clev-
erly"
"My poor lad" his master continued,
with a jeer, you had better forget this
affair. which l allow might be disagreeable
to your self-esteem for 1 fancy you would
not be the gamer by recommending the
quarrel"
The capataz did not answer, but looked
round to select one on whom he could
vent his spite, without mourning risk;
but the poems were on their guard, and
offered him no chance. He then made
signal to two men to follow him, and
left the circle grumbling.
The head of the caravan remained for
few moments plunged in serious
thought: he then withdrew beneath his
tent. the curtain of which fell behind
him: and the poems lay down on the
ground. one after the other, with their
feet to the fire, carefully wrapped up IN
their sarapes, and fell asleep.
The Indian then looked searchingly
around him. and, rising negligently, went
SLOWLY to crouch at the foot of a tree
though not before he had taken the pre-
caution of wrapping himself in his buffalo
robe.
Ere long, with the exception of the SEN
tries leaning on their guns and motion
loco az statues, all the travellers were
plunged in deep sleep.
An hour elapsed ere anything disturb
ad the silence that prevailed in the camp.
All at once a singular thing happened.
The buffalo robe, under which the Indian
uos sheltered, gently rose with an almost
imperceptible movement, and the red.
SKINS face appeared, darting glances OF
fire into the gloom. In moment the
guide raised himself slowly along the
trunk of the tree against which he had
hoon living. embraced it with his feet and
hands, and with undulating movements re-
sembling those of reptiles, left the ground
and raised himself to the first branches
among which he disappeared.
This ascent was executed with such
:, ,,a4od slouness that it had not