Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1914-12-02

the old man in the seat next mine was
combating.
"A dancing dervish in front of the
grand stand said something through
megaphone, then waved a cane, where
upon tremendous barking 'Rah!
Rah! Rahv broke out, ending with
my Sioux boys name. They beloved
and rioted over him until ! wished
that the old chief back in Dakota
were there to see his son and witness
the honor he had won among the
whites.
"Quite as impressive to me as this
demonstration was the deathlike ST.
lence which settled when the teams
scattered out in readiness. Princeton
kicked off. and the ball sailed high
and far. AS it settled in its down.
ward flight | saw 1.-the. gaunt shad-
ow of man racing toward it and
recognized my boy. had lost his
position for the moment. but l knew
that hungry. predatory stride which
Gevoured the f1eeting yards as If he
with the ball in the hollow of his arm.
back into the heart of his enemies,
lodging, darting. leaping, twisting, al
ways advancing. They tore his inter-
ference from him. and yet he pene-
trated their ranks like an elusive, quiv-
ering beam of light which none Of
them might lay hands upon. He was
running free when tackled, and his as
sailant launched himself with such
savage violence that the sound Of
their impact came to US distinctly. As
he fell heard Alicia Hartman gasp as
if some hand had been removed from
her throat. And then the crowd gave
tongue.
From that time on to the finish of
the game my eyes seldom left Run
ming Elk and then only to shoot quick
glances at my companions.
ALTHOUGH the skill of the young
Sioux overtopped that of all the 9TH
ers. the opposing team played as one
man, as wonderful, we'll oiled piece
of machinery. and they scored. All
through the first half Yale struggled
to retaliate. but at the intermission
had not succeeded.
In the second half of the game the
son of a Sioux chief led the men of
Eli as Hannibal led his Carthagin1an
cohorts up to the gates of Rome with
the same Irresistible progress, showing
withal the military genius of a Chief
Joseph. He was interchangeable, mag
nificent, and he tied the score.
1T was a grand exhibition of cool
ness and courage, for he was every
where, always alert and ready, and 1t
was he who won the game finally.
There came some sort of tumble,
too fast for the eye to follow, and
then the ball rolled out of the scrim-
mage. Before we knew what had hap
pened Running Elk was away with it,
scattered field ahead of him.
II dare say you have heard about
that run. for it occurred in the last
three minutes Of play and is famous
in football annals to this day. 1t was
spectacular thing, apparently de-
viSed by fate to make more difficult
the labors Of old Henry and me-
Every living soul Oh those high bank
ed bleachers was on his feet at the
finish, a senseless, screaming demon
l saw Alicia straining forward. hel
face like chalk. her very lips blanched
her whole high strung body a-quiver
Her eyes were distended, and in then
saw look which told me that this
was no mere childish whim, that this
was more than the animal call OF
youth and sex. Running Elk had be-
come fetch to her.
1.-THE father must likewise have rec.
ognized this, for as we passed out he
stammered into my ear:
"'You see, Doc, the girls mad. It's
awful-awful! don't know what to
do!
'"The press had separated her from
us bit, 80 answered.: Get her away,
quick, no matter how or where! Use
force it you have to. but get her away
and keep her away. I'll see him to-
night
~ guess it's our only chance mum.
II guided her through the tangle Of
canvas habitations, through glazing
fire lit circles and through black
voids, where we stumbled and felt our
way, rubbing shoulders with fierce
warriors or sullen squaws. At every
group asked for Running Elk. but he
was one of the shifting thousands, and
nobody knew his wherea bouts.
AT one time we came upon q sight
I would gladly have spared her, the
spectacle Of some wrinkled hays
strangling dog. The girl at my side
stifed cry at the vision.
"'What are they doing?' she gasped.
Preparing the feast told her.
"'Do they-really'-
"'Yes,' said |. They eat them.
Conner tried to force her onward,
but she would not stir until the sacri-
fee had been dragged to the flames,
where other carcasses were smuggling
among the pots and kettles. From
every side came the smell of cooking
mingled with the odOr of burning hair
and flesh. could hear Miss Hartman
painting as we went on.
After an endless search, during
which we circled half the great hoop,
we came upon the trail Of our man
and were directed to a nearby tepee.
| lifted the flap and peered within,
clearing view for Miss Hartman.
I'VE beheld q circle of half naked
braves in full regalia, squatting
haunch to haunch, listening to a story
teller. In front OF them was a con-