Judith Gap journal. [volume] (Judith Gap, Mont.) 1908-19??, 1911-06-23
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MADELINE

UAEzUkAXXIA
Miss Madeline Sullivan. Il Chicago
belle. while on visit to the Crow
agency in Wyoming, became infatu-
ated with pigeOn-toed, dirty, blanket
Indian named Plenty Hawk. Made
line made ardent love to to the In
dian, who quickly put aside his In
dian wife and children and married
Madeline according to the Indian
marriage rites. The Indian agent,
learning of the girls infatuation,
locked Plenty Hawk up in the reser-
vation calaboose and shipped the
delutled Madeline back to the more
or less civilized Chicago. The girl
had gotten enough nOtOriety to re-
ceive offers to do vaudeville stunts,
and is now raking in the coin of the
realm, singing this doleful ditty,
which was composed by herself, and
which is supposed to pour out her
hearts longing to rag time music:
Plenty Hawk.
On the Indian reservat on: far away from civil
Zation.
Lives an Indian brave called Plenty Hawk
Hes brave with eyes so steady. for most any
thing he's ready.
Proud among the red men does stalk.
When l saw his black eyes dancing. and his
manner enhancing.
Then he stole my beating heart away.
Though the fates bound to sever. they
can't keep us way forever
In my dreams to him each night say:
Chorus
20 Plenty Hawk. OH. Plenty Hawk. love
Take me upon your broncho. don't let me go.
Please take me to your telee. will lie true. oh.
take me.
Brave OF all the ;ravest. love hut you.''
Ger the hills and dales's he's roaming. in the
land OF old Wyoming,
Iii the good old land love the hest
can hear the coyotes calling. DER the canyons
waters falling.
Far away out in the golden west.
o! The bright lights of the city to me not
half pretty
AS the sunset at the close of day:
That is where the nights longer. that is
where the men are stronger.
That is why to him each night say:
(Chorus)
Upon the receiptof the music in Ju-
dith Gap it was turned over to Rob-
ert Allen White, the religious editor
of the journal, who also reviews the
music us fast rs it is published, and
NC kl,u% MnIa1inosc cI.sr u.n,,lI lnvo
made bigger hit if she had thrown
Il little more sentiment into the lines.
After going into Il trance for about
thirty minutes Robert emerged with
the following improvement Oh Made
lines melody:
On the plains OF old wyoming.
Madeline and lover roaming.
Planning future home and happiness
Little thought they while a-wooins.
Fate was planning their undoing.
As they told OF love and iaithfuness.
Chorus
Plenty Hawk.
Take to your Indian home. I'll he good
and roam.
Thou you have not education.
Though you're OF Il different nation.
Still love you dearly. Plenty Hawk.
Plenty Hawk promised he'd he true.
Told his Madeline she'd do;
Told her she'd he queen of all the nation
Indian agent, cruel man.
On this love match put n ban.
And Madeline was given vacation.
The Journals religious editor ut
this point seems to have had new
light, that of injecting Plenty Hawk
before the fOotlights and causing him
to warble ii response to Madeline's
souls OutpOuring III the following:
Madeline Madeline. you're the sweetest girl
I've seen:
II you can't be queen OF this nation.
will jump the reservatien:
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