The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1913-08-03
A Brave Indian Girl

! was told a story recently about
a little Indian girl that showed how
well she obeyed. when 1t meant not
only waiting. but waiting under very
hard circumstances.
The little girl belonged to the tribe
Of the Ojihways. and her home was
in Northern Minnesota.
One spring many OF the people of
her tribe were out in the sugar camp
making maple sugar. She was there
with her mother and baby sister. Her
father Standing Wolf. was dead.
While they were at work word
came that the Sioux. the enemies OF
the ojibways, were coming upon
them. The Sioux were strong. fierce
warriors, and the OUbways at once
prepared to fly from them, because
there were very few warriors In the
camp. The word was brought at
night. and they prepared to go at
once. as II was bright moon light
But what was the wife OF stand
ing Wolf to do9 She could carry her
baby and run, but she iould not take
her little daughter. too. for she was
too small to run fast or far. and too
large to carry. But there was little
time To hesitate, and her mind must
be made up quickly.
Taking the little girl by the hand,
she told her. in the 0iibway tongue,
that she would have to leave her hid
den, but that she would come back
for her and that she must wait where
she was placed till she came.
Then she took one OF the big ket-
ties that had been used in making the
maple sugar, and turned II over her,
and taking the baby In her arms, she
hurried away with her friends.
Ard the poor little girl. who was
left under the overturned kettle. heard
the Sioux coming. and knew by the
sounds that they had met some of
fierce battle with them. She did not
even know whether her mother and
baby sister had managed to escape
to q place OF safety. or had been
captured and carried away or killed.
But she had been told to wait under
the sugar kettle. and 80 she waited.
wondering whether her hiding place
would be discovered. whether her
mother would be able TO come back.
and. besides all this. listening to the
dreadful sounds as the warriors gave
their fierce battle cries. and those
who had been fatally wounded sang
their death songs.
It was long night. and then fol-
lowed a still longer day. The sounds
Of the battle had ceased no voices
save those of the awakening birds
broke the stiffness around her. But
vet she sat and waited. She could
watch the shadows creep around the
edge OF the kettle. and. after time,
III began to grow dark again. She
had had nothing to eat. and. oh! how
long the dreadful hours had seemed
Aftsr q 4iInA-tt- ersW- Qui&s- dark, and
then there began to be faint light
again. and the little daughter Of
Sta nding Wolf knew that II was moon
light. And still she waited, and
lIstened. and then. after = long time.
she heard footsteps coming through
the woods, and then she heard her
own name called. softly. and then.
Oh. 10y! the sugar kettle was raised.
and she sprang into her own mother
arms.
Her mother had brought her food
and drink. and. after she had taken
these. they started swiftly back
through the woods. and II was not
long before they were among their
own people again.
The daughter OF Standing Wolf ID
q woman now. for this 10 = true story
that I have told you. and she 10 the
helper Of q missionary among the
Indians. But she owes her life to her
obedience, and to her quiet waitina
whore Il was worry. very hard ia
wait.--What-To-Do.