Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1909-08-16
Chief pale Face.

IF I didn't have to be washed and
dressed and combed so many times day.
I'd be happy said Harry, after mamma
had called him three times to wash his
hands after playing in the sand pile. Il
don't see why my hands won't do this
way.
Because you touch and handle books
and papers and furniture and leave
marks" said mamma at is so much
nicer to be clean that should think you
would be glad to get your grimy fists in
to this warm soapy water"
Then 1 wish didn't have to live in a
house." said naughty Harry. I'D like to
be an Indian and live in tent. where
there are no books and papers. I'm tired
of sitting up to a table and being careful
not to spill things"
you may live in tent if you like"
said mamma, putting away the hair
brush. I'VE will make a nice little In
dian hut with the strips of old carpet in
the back yard and you may live there
without washing as long as you please"
"Goody Goody!'' cried Harry, dancing
up and down. "Ill be the Chief Pale
Face and have the. best times you ever
heard Of When may I begin?"
Right away" said mamma and in half
an hour the carpet tent was ready.
Harry carried out the old blanket and
made a bed of straw in one corner, but
then there seemed to be nothing else to
do. He thought Sarah was baking cook
les, but she said she would not have dirty
| Indians about her clean kitchen, so he
was forced to run away, though he was
very hungry.
Mammal" he called, running up to the
sitting-room window, "Wrere do Indians
get things to eat?"
1.-The little Indians have to take what
the big ones give them," said mamma.
presently dinner will be served and you
can have something in your tent"
Once or twice Harry thought of wash
ing his hands very clean on the back
porch, and asking Sarah for cookies but
he felt that no Indian would do such a
thing, so he wandered about the yard
with the little bow and arrow Santa
Claus had brought one Christmas, and
played he was shooting bear for winter.
Going hunting is very hungry work, and
| by the time mamma came out with some
dinner on a tin pan he thought he was
starved.
You may eat with your fingers, Chief
Pale Face" said mamma. THAT is the
way Indians do and she walked away,
leaving the dinner on the ground floor of
the hut.
| Il can't eat rice pudding and mashed
potatoes without a spoon, mamma. he
said; but his mother only said: You
| surely must be mistaken. Your mother
| is a squaw wrapped in a blanket. am a
white woman"
| Chief Pale Face was not very pale when
at last he finished his dinner. He man
aged to eat part of the food, but most of
| 1t he spilled on the ground and great
swarms of flies gathered all about making
the hut a very unpleasant place to be-
The food on his face and hands also at
tracted the insects, so that he had a.
hard time indeed. He tried to get into
the kitchen to wash his hands and face,
but the screen door was latched and
Sarah called him to hurry away as she
was afraid of Indians.
MRS. Smith, won't you please let me
have some soap and water?" asked Har-
| ry, going to a neighbor's with tears max
| ing white streaks on his dirty cheeks
after he had wandered forlornly around
for several hours. Il have been playing
Indian and / don't like it Bit"
why, how you do, Harry?' said Sarah.
as he appeared at the kitchen door all
cleaned up and happy Come right in
and try some of my warm doughnuts. /
missed you this morning"
/ And Harry has never wanted to be an
Indian since that day.-Western Chris
/ ian Advocate.