Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1916-08-30

Al return Lney produced some rOOta
and several small bags Of pine nuts.
We then explained that we were re.
duced in ammunition and had little
food.
Don Gaspar here interpolated hasti.
ly, saying that in his judgment ii
would be absolutely necessary that we
made some sort Of present to avoid
the appearance Of intending an affront
Buck Barry and Jones seemed instant
~ to accept this necessity.
"Give them two or three Of the sad
die blankets" suggested Barry after q
moments thought. 1--WE will have sew
eral light bosses going out, and If We
have to pad the saddles we can gil
along with skins or something"
We gave our visitors the blankets
therefore. They seemed we'll pleased
arose and shortly made Il pri.li.i, !
sort Of camp a short distance cut
side our stockade We did 10 more
washing that day. About O'Clock oul
hunters came in with the best meat OF
a blacktail deer. Bagsby listened at
tentively to our account Of the inter.
view. Then be took n hind quarter OF
the newly killed buck and departed fol-
the Indians camp. where he stayed for
an hour.
II don't think they are out for mean,
ness" he announced when he return.
ed. "They tell me this yere is on q
sort Of short cut from some Of the
Truckee lakes down to their villages
But we got to keep sharp eye on our
horses, and we got to stand guard to-
night"
Very early in the morning, when we
were just up, several Of the elders
came over to tell US that some of the
young men would stay to work for US,
If we SO desired. We replied that we
had no goods with which to pay for
work. Shortly after the whole tribe
vanished down river. ...... ...
A week passed, and We had almost
forgotten our chance visitors. One day
the two Spaniarls, Buck Barry and
were at the cradle. Bagsby, Yank and
McNally were the hunters for the day.
Johnny and Missouri Jones kept camp.
We had had q most successful morn
ing and were just stacking our tools
preparatory to returning to camp for
dinner. Buck Barry was standing near
some small sage bushes at the upper
end Of the diggings. He was just in
the act Of lighting freshly filed pipe
when he stopped as though petrifed,
the burning match suspended above
the bowl Of his pipe. Then he turned
quickly toward the sage brush, and as
he did SO bow twanged, and an ar
row sang past his head, SO close as &C
tually to draw blood from the lobe Of
his ear. With roar Of anger Buck
Barry raised his pickax and charged
into the bush. We saw q figure rise
from the ground, dash away, stumble
fat Before the man could get up
again Buck Barry was upon him, and
the pickax descended. At the same
instant we heard series Of whoops
and two shots in rapid succession from
the direction Of camp. Buck Barry
came bounding out Of the sage brush
and seized his rifle from under the
bush where we had kept them.
"Come on!' he painted. Let's get
out Of thisr' ....
We ran as hard as we could for
hundred yards, or until we had reach
ed the fat Of the river bottom. Then
we paused, uncertain as to just what
next to do.
"Wait minute" said l. "I'l just
take look" and hurried up little
spur knoll to the right. From that ele-
walton l instantly caught sight Of a
crowd Of Indians coming up the valley
at full speed. Most Of them were on
horseback, but number loped along
on foot, keeping up with the animals.
One look was enough. l raced down
to my companions again, and we hasti-
~ took refuge in the only cover near
enough to conceal us-a little clump Of
willows in a small damp watercourse.
There we crouched, rifles ready.