Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-04-17

when the redskins made him run the
gauntlet. The ugly cur ought to be
skinned alive!"
I've heard all that l replied when
he stopped, his eyes blazing angrily.
But two wrongs never made right,
men. He came here voluntarily as a
messenger The tribes are in council
at Sandusky and sent him. That is
why l stood in his defense against you.
We must learn what word he brings.
If he were killed on such a mission
every Indian in the northwest would
feel called upon to avenge his death.
1t would mean raids and warfare the
whole length of the Ohio; it would
mean the murder of women and chill
dren; the burning of homes, and all
the horrors of Indian warfare for years
white settlers on this side of the
river, Brady, and a mere handful of
soldiers to defend them. We cannot
afford to have war, we are not ready"
Ready? rot. am for going in now,
| an finishing the job. This new gov
ernment policy of strokin' those devils
| on the back, makes me sick. That amt
the way we cleaned up Kentucky"
Easier said than done, Brady. This
| isn't Kentucky, and the conditions are
different Those were hunters and
| backwoodsmen who took possession of
| that land to the south. They came
alone, on foot, rifle in hand, fighting
men every one. That was their trade.
These settlers who have come in
north of the OlHo are of different
breed; they have brought wives and
children with them, and have come to
till the land. They are not hunters
and woodsmen; half of them never
even saw an Indian. They would be
as helpless as babes ON war trail
ST. Clair and Harmar are doing the
best they can under such conditions
They have got to compromise; they
| don't dare provoke war. The In
dians and the British know this is
true; Girty knows it, or ne never
would have ventured to come in here
what is it, Faulkner"
The sergeant, short, stocky fellow
saluted stiffiy.
"The compliments of General Har
mar, sir, and would you come to his
Office"
Very well, sergeant, as soon as
can slip out of these hunting clothes
Am 1 right, Brady?"
Maybe so,' he admitted reluctant
ly, "but that amt my style O. handling
Injuns. / reckon we'll hang 'rouni
boys, till we see what's comm
out O. this. yer message bearin'. Ii
sure like to be in any fracas whar
could get slam at that hound o hell.
1t required but a few moments fol
me to shift my hunting suit for a suit
able uniform, and this accomplished,
hurried across the parade to the Office
The orderly admitted me at once. Gen
eral Harmar was alone, sitting beside
small writing table, and began ques
tioning me the instant I appeared.
CLOSE the door, Mr.. Hayward. Now
sir, what is it that just happened out
side the gate? Fighting with some o
my scouts, I understand, over fel
low you brought in with you? l pre-
sumo there was some cause for thi
unseemly quarrel?"
There was, General Harmar," re
piled, standing cap in hand.
He leaned back in his chair, drum
ming with one hand on the table, hi
stern eyes on my face.
Then make your report, sir"
1 went over the events Of the pas
few hours rapidly, but clearly, an,
there was no interruption until l ceas
ed to speak.
"Who did you say the man was?"
Simon Girty, sir. That was tn
, name he gave me, and Brady recog
, nized him at once"
what is his mission? Did he say?
! mot word, sir, except that he rel
t resented the tribes, and bore mef
| sage from Hamilton"
Think you he lied? Is his purpos
, to learn our strength and position?"
'No. sir, think not" I replied sol
erly. There was no necessity; be
} yond doubt they know that already
l do not think the fellow would dar
| come other than he said: he is not c
, that breed
5 He walked back and forth acros
/ the room, his hands clasped, his hea
l bent in thought. He was f1orit
i faced, heavily-built man, his ste
1 heavy on the puncheon floor. Facin
: the door, he stopped with sudden d,
r cision.
t Orderly" he called, have the Sc
5 geant Of the guard bring the messel
. ger here at once. Search him fo
l weapons first"
r He turned toward me.
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