The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1913-10-23
Continued from last week.

kIHE surroundings asfar as Indian
- romances could possibly be
portrayed, were very wildly
impressed on my mind and the coun-
try as whole, had begun to adjust
itself to my presence as an inhabi-
tant. l had become. inspired to a
great extent with the simple life Of
the Indians, and not altogether SIM
pie, for could see working all the
way through the conglomeration OF
what seemed to me, unnecessary
proceedings, trend toward new sys-
TENS of living and worship. had
been escorted to the camp where l
was served with venison and other
edibles of which l knew nothing as
pertaining to ingredients or make up.
l looked across the ravine and there
sat Silver Fawn, unthoughtfully, l
looked the second time for Chetoka,
but he was not there, couldn't real
ne that he was not permitted within
the Lodge, but as gazed into the
face of Silver Fawn, l knew that a
certain strata of air was then con-
veying heart messages from Chetoka
to her. She aroused my curiosity
by the way she munched her food,
she would move her jaws slowly all
the time seemingly alert for some
thing afar off, and now and then lis
tening, somtimes almost rising to her
feet, finally settling down and being
herself again.
This was to be my first night in In
dian camp, l knew not how to act
and as watched them bunk for the
night, l knew that I'd have to sit up.
Several of the young bucks wrapped
themselves in their big blankets and
and sat and laid about on the big
rock which overhung the river, while
some slept in the tents and rudely
constructed log houses.
l sat down beside a tree and leaned
up against one side of it and tried to
sleep. / dozed for possibly an hour
as had noticed the moon and its as
cension and could very nearly guess
at about the time after had reused,
and in changing my position to rest
myself, one of my hands touched a
blanket. looked for a moment,
thinking that some Indian might have
crept close in order that he might get
my scalp or put me out of the way.
As my eyes became more accus-
toned to the semi-darkness, found
that it was big heavy blanket. l
knew in a moment who had brought
it. 1t was Silver Fawn. wrapped
up in it and was soon dreaming of
home and friends and the happy hunt
ing grounds.
Twas awakened early by the num-
BILE and hustling around the lodge,
l doubled up my blanket and waited
until the eastern sky began to show
forth the first crimson signs OF day
break.
BY the time the sun made its first
appearance above the horizon, the
camp was all astir. An Indian run
ner had been sent across country to
the other camps, one at Blue Mound
and several other small ones between
there and Usage Mission, Kans., the
latter being established by the Catho-
lies in the fall of 1915.
His mission was to tell the sad
news to all the tribes in the different
lodges of the death of the Great
Chief White Hair. After all of them
had heard of the loss of their great
chief, every Indian made ready for
the trip. Not an Indian spoke word.
The chiefs of the different lodges
mounted their ponies and started
ahead, oneby one. The Indianmen drop
ped into line and last in line came the
puuaws and children and papooses.
Over four hundred persons left that
one camp at Usage Mission and fol-.
lowed the old Indian trail, for over
cne hundred and seventy miles, now
and then stopping long enough to
iake into line the smaller lodges on
the way to Blue Mound. l stood on
tie top Of Blue Mound or Weeping |
Mound, which is about mile or
three quarters from Halleys Bluff,
md looked out over the country for
niles. Some four or five miles to
~ sn,,fh and west. cnllld zee what |