The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1908-08-05

he stood forth-a warrior!
Il count coup-Red Moonw he
cried
Howls from a watching band that
had been struck dumb.
"A coup, I-Red Moon! Come on.
YOU dogs-you that called me dog!
Come on, you squaws that called me
squaw! Come ON, and a warrior viii
fight you, one by one!'
Before him more howls and blus.
ter of Uncapapa Behind the voice
again: Charley. Charleyv'
And now Red Moon leaped back to
resume his stand. With his turning
the band drew after sending a shower
of arrows.
At the Throat he faced them again.
Braves" he laughed mockingly.
''Dogs-that fight like dogs-a pack
against one"
Now he shot, swift and unerringly.
Here one fattened. there another;
third broke his jaw upon a stone-till
from their midst flew the missile of
Big Ok, hard driven. straight. CULVER
ing it buried its deadly point in Red
Moons breast
Deafening whoops eel oed in the mar
row canyon, drowning the hoof beats
of nearing horse.
Red Moon answered hem. He was
swaying to and fro, like cypress l2m6
In great wind. He lifted his face to
the sky until his crimson scalp feather
dropped. flung back his hair and clap
I IN ~,
Then his bow few from his hand as
his arms spread out-spread out as If
seeking something upon which to lean.
He sank to his knees, chanting the
death song of the Sioux.
Charley. Charley 1t was wall.
Not his voice, but another's, an
swered; Dallas! Where are you?"
The Indians heard the call Catching
up wounded and dead, they fell back.
Dallas, shielded no longer. yet for
getful of danger and self, ran forward
to where Red Moon knelt. Even as she
reached him he could kneel no longer
He toppled sideways. then straight
ened upon his back
But now the band was coming back
/
Throat. Their purpose was thwarted.
Before Dallas was reached man
blocked the narrow passage. and two
revolvers barking q staccato spread
panic among them. They turned to the
walls, looking for place to scale.
From there came tramping and shouts,
and they saw over them at either side
line of downward pointing guns.
Huddling together, the center of a
complete surround wounded and I'M
wounded cast aside their bows and
flung up their hands in the peace sign
Give 'em hell. boysr' screamed a
trooper. I.
But the trumpet interfered.
Close TO the Throat was a group that
had neither eyes nor ears for the cap.
ture. Here was the warrior Red
Moon, calm faced, bearing his agony
brayely, choking back even a murmul
of pain. Over him were Lounsbury
and Dallas, bent for a final look and
word
The surgeon was beside them now
hastily examining. The shaft was not
In the wound. 1t had fallen. But the
poisoned barb remained. He shook his
head.
mo use, john" he whispered and
tiptoed away.
Lounsbury leaned farther down
Charley" he said, you're going now
old man. Say goodby to u.s."
The Indian moved one hand feebly.
Lounsbury understood. He lifted
and shook it gently Brave Rec
Moon," he said.
Dallas could not speak to him, bu
she, too. shock him gently by tn,
hand.
He settled his head upon Louns
bury's arm as a child might have done
Then he looked up at Dallas. "Frien,
friend he whispered softly, smiled
and with the touch of the sun on hi
upturned face he slept.