Omaha daily bee., 1918-09-21
CHAPTER vi.
The Chance to Fight.

seemingly C ONE from Lone.
some Bears mouth. Neither eoulc
she understand why the bullet iron
Mich Hairs gun had not harmed
him. !
lilly Belgium didn't let her Won
der long. He softly called to her te
come to him in his hiding plac,
above the rock, where Lone
some Bear stood. In his hand was
the megaphone. That explained tn.
great voice of the Spirit Of The
Hills. .
Aren't you afraid they'll shoot
Lonesome Bear?" whispered Peggy
They can't shoot without bull
let's" he replied with a subdued gig
gle Il LETT them powder in theii
cartridges, but no bullets. Tha'
was fine work with your air rifle
Quick! There's another Indian 60.
ing to shoot"
A reckless young brave hat
raised his gun, taking careful aim al
Lonesome Bear. Peggy had her ali
gun ready. Tie Indian fired, ant
Lonesome Bear, opening his mouth
in broad grin. pretended to catch
the bullet with his teeth and tc
throw it back with his paw. "A
"Pingp went Peggy's air rifle
and "Wowp yelled the savage, a:
the shot caught him in the Stomach
Evil for evil" doomed Billy.
voice through the megaphone and
the Indians covered back still
further.
THE Spirit of the Hills is angr,
with the Red Men," sounded the
fearful voice. "Why do we evil now
after many years of peace? Answer
Chief Many Cows. why have you
left your milk cans and your bot
tles?"
Chief Many Cows was astonished
to hear his name called and hesita-
ted in his answer.
I'm the Indian blood there is a
longing for the wild life. For many
mopths it has slept. Now it has
called me from my cans and my
bottles"
Peggy was amazed. This really
was Fred Snow, the milkman.
You talk foolishlyp doomed the
Spirit of the Hills. "In all men,
white as we'll as red, there is long
ing for the wild life. That is why
the Pale Faces are now camping
in my hills. 1t is right that once in
a while you should heed this call
OF the blood. 1t will do you good
to break away from the civilized
life, to camp in the woods, to run
free, to hunt, to fish, to roam the
hills-but it is not right that you
should turn savages again. Would
you 60 back to the old days of hun
ger, of freezing in cold tepees, OF
riding ponies instead of in automo-
biles?"
The Spirit of the Hills speaks
wisely" cried Chief Many Cows.
we had not looked at it that way
before. We can have just as much
fun on a vacation frolic as we can
killing Pale Faces. And then when
we get tired OF running wild and
want to get back to civilization we
will still have our customers left
instead of only their useless
scalps."
"Scalpsl We wantrscalpsw shout
ed the young Indians stubbornly.
Are you Huns that you should
want to tear the hair from human
victims" Numbered the Spirit of
the Hills.
Don't any one dare to cali US
Huns; we are Americans, and we
want to fight" replied the Indians.
Then there is a place for you
to fght--with the American soldiers
against the Germansw
"Whoo-oop! l never thought OF
that! Iii enlist tomorrow yelled
Much Hair.
"Whoo-oop! We will enlist to-
morrow" yelled the other young
I..dians. l.
Good to them that work goodl
Evil to them that work evil" thun-
dered the Spirit of the Hills. Call
in your scouts, Chief Many Cows,
and 60 home in peace"
"Whoo-peel Whoo-peel Whoo-
PEEP cried Chief Many Cows.
"Whoo-peep came back an an
swer from the forest. "'Whoo-peep
came a cry from farther away
"Whoo-pee" it came still further as
the call was passed along. Appar-
entity the hills had been covered by
scouts.
"Whoo-pee," cried one from the
top of the BASIN, opposite where
Peggy and Billy were hidden.
What's the matter?"
Come on in. We're going home
and enlist to fight the Germans"
That hits me right" answered
the scout in up-to-date American
slang. Pm nearly eaten up by
and l want my clothes
on when l go on the warpath again. .
"The warpath you'll go on is the
big warpath,' so,emnly spoke the
Spirit of the Hills. 1T is the war
path for the right, for the liberties
of all people at all times. Good to