The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1912-04-04

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Navajo"
81 got little bow'narruh what
Santa Claus bringed me-" put In Jim
my.
I'VE can use hatchets for toma-
hawks" continued the little girl
Come on. Frances; let US go home
and get our things and come back
here to dress up Run, Jimmy. get
your things! You, too. Billy" she
commanded.
The children ran breathlessiy to
their homes nearby and collected the
different articles necessary to trans
form them into presentable Indians.
They soon returned. Jimmy dump
ing his load over the fence and tum-
bling after and the happy quartette
sat down on the grass in Miss Miner
vas yard First the paint boxes were
opened and generously shared with
Billy, as with their handkerchiefs they
spread thick layers of rouge over their
charming, bright. mischievous little
faces.
The feather decoration was next In
order.
How we goin' to make these feath.
ers stick?" asked Billy.
They were in dilemma till the re-
sourceful Jimmy came to the rescue.
wait a minute" he cried. "I'll be
back fore you can say Jack Robin
SON."
He rolled over the fence and was
back in few minutes. gleefully hold
| ing up bottle
This muc-lage IL make 'em stick"
he painted. almost out of breath.
Lima assumed charge of the head
dresses. She took Billy first, rubbed
the mucilage we'll into his sunny curls,
and filled his head full of his aunt's
turkey feathers, leaving them to stick
out awkwardly in all directions and
at all angles. Jimmy and Frances.
after gobbing their mothers busters.
were similarly decorated, and last,
Lima, herself, was tastefully arrayed
by the combined efforts of the other
three.
At last all we're in readiness.
Billy, regardless Of consequences.
had pinned his aunt's newest grey
blanket around him and was viewing.
with satisfied admiration, its long
length trailing on the grass behind
him; Lima had her mothers treasured
Navajo blanket draped around her
graceful little figure; Frances, after
pulling the covers off of several beds
and finding nothing to suit her fanci-
full taste, had snatched a gorgeous
silk afghan from the leather couch
in the library. 1t was an expensive
affair of intricate pattern, delicate
stitches. and beautiful embroidery
with purple velvet border and yell
low satin lining. She had dragged
one corner Of 1t through the mud pud-
die and torn big rent In another
place. Jimmy was glorious In bright
red blanket, carrying his little bow
and arrow.
I'm going to be the Injun Chief"
he boasted.
I'm going to be a Injun chief. too"
parroted Frances.
"Chief, nothing!" he sneered. you
all time trying to be Injun chief.
You bout the pompousest little girl
they is. You can't be a chief nohow;
you got to be a squash, Injun ladies
r. name sQuashes; me an Billy's the
chiefs. I'm name old Setting Bull.
hi-self."
You can't be named Bull jim
my" reproved Lima, 1T isn't genteel
to say bull before people"
Yes, am too" he continued. Set
ting Bulls the biggest chief they is
and Pm going to be name him
We'll, am not going to play then"
said Lima primly, my mother wants
me to be genteel, and bull is not
genteel."
Il tell you what. Jimmy" proposed
Frances, you be name Setting Cow
Cow is genteel cause folks milk
EN-"
Nav, I amt going to be name
no COW, neither" retorted the little
Indian, you all time trying to suade
somebody to be name Setting Cow"
He can't be name a cow,"-Billy
now entered the discussion" cause
he amt no girl. Why don't you be
name 'Settin Steer? Is steer gen.
teel, Lina?" he anxiously inquired.
Yes. he can be named Sitting
Steer" she granted. Jimmy agreeing
to the compromise. peace was once
more restored.
Frances and Lima got to be the
squashes-" he began.
1T isn't 'squashes. it is 'squaws.
corrected Lima.
Yes, It's squashes too" persisted
Jimmy, "'cause it's in the Bible and
Miss Cecilia 'splained it to me and
she's bout the high-steppingest
'splainer they is. Me and Billy is the
Chiefs" he shouted. capering around,
land you and Frances is the squashes
and got to have papooses strop' to
your back"
Bonnie Dick can be a papoose."
suggested Billy.
I'm not going to be Injun squash
II l got to have niger papoose
strapped to my back" cried an in
dignant Frances. you can strap him
TO your own back, Billy"
But | amt no SQUASH objected
that little Indian.
1--WE can have our dolls for papoos-
es," said Lima. going. to the swing
where the dolls had been left. Billy
pulled piece of string from his peck
ct and the babies were safely strapped
to their mothers backs. With stately
tread, headed by Sitting Steer. the
children marched back and forth
| across the lawn in Indian file