Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-09-06

sleep in their tepeeS: and when the sun comes
again in the sky trail they will journey back to the
reserve; and their rations will not be cut, nor will
any of the young bucks go to Stony Mountain where
they die choked by the walls of the Jail have
spoken Chief Go back in peace!
Give into our hands the pinto man, who is
Duprel" Two Moons demanded.
Kinnaird wheeled his horse, and, putting his hand
on the breeds shoulder, said You are my prisoner
in the name of the Queen!
He nodded to Somers, and the constable drew
pair of handouts from his blouse and clicked them
over the wrists of Dupre Then the Sergeant threw
his horse barrier against the crowdlng Indians
saying: W..
''Dupre is prisoner of the Great White Mother:
and her soldiers must defend prisoner with their
lives. He will be taken to Fort Nelson, and when
YOU tell to the Major Ogama of the wrong, he will
be punished"
was in our tepees. and his punishment must be
Judged in the Chiefs lodge!" gaunt Indian
pushed his pinto between Two Moons and, ana I'm n
his huge yellow fangs: it was like the snari OF
1T is the firewater that speaks Police Oga,na,'
Two Moons interrupted then calling imperously,
Lone Wolf come back!
But the Indian drove his cayuse forward. and, as
his bare leg rubbed Kinnaird's boot, he spat in the
Sergeant's face, Then at dig from his heels the
pinto sprang like cat from the tran
Kinnaird turned handkerchief that was knotted
about his neck and wiped his cheek saving IN sup
pressed voice. THAT is the way of skunk Niche;
but when we are duty we do not kill skunks
Some day l will put you where you may spit no
mOre!
He turned toward Two Moons asking DO
take the prisoner in peace!
A scream of terror at his back, cursng command
from Somers, caused the Sergeant to wheel his
horse lust in time to drive him like battering ram
into the lean ribs of cayuse, on whose back an
Indian, knife in hand, thrust with vengefu cut at
the covering Dupre. Kinnalrds revolver held its
cold barrel in the Indians face as he said
Go back with Two Moons, or III take you to the
fort too! Back, or you come with me- dead or
"Ho. brothers!" the Chief cried 1t is enough
evil enough has been done: We fight not with the
soldiers Of the Queen If DuPTe IS taken to the
Kanoos Dupres dog way. Come, braves, we go
back lest there be bloodshed Our Tribe has smoked
the pipe of peace We eat OF the Queens ratlons;
and we make not with her soldiers Mdrse!
,narse!" he beloved.
And reluctantly, with scowling faces, the young
bucks, their lips mutterlng the vie blasphemy OF
Indians turned their ponies over the back trail and
trooped slowly like melting shadows into the gath
ernq gloom that hung the valley, black pail.
The o and his voee
harsh and shrill crying, a. In the White Mothers
hands now is punishment for Kamoos Dupre; but
the long trail brings him again to the tepees OF the
Bloods! Two Moons will not forget"
His voice was smothered by the approving cries
of his braves which rang like the fierce call of wolf
Dupre shuddered and the Sergeant said, Keep
that tribe the length of days gallop from your
throat, Dupre. Now move out in front, and no
tricks!"
L terrible enemies, staggered "By Carl" he
cried, "you got no right put ncuffs on me! TAX
de things off! ! can't ride
Shut up! Move on, you miserable coyote!" the
Sergeant growled.
you got no warrant for arrest, l t'ink me-"
Dupre persisted. Il won't go de fort! That Niche
he's lie for me- Dey go for steal my hoss-dat's all"
Look here, Dupre!" Kinnaird snarled If you
sling lip at me- III throw this quirt into you good
and plenty!'
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