The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1922-06-28

0r1nto 81 Neeooniton ano oresttno
When the hoy Pulled up In Their
Midst.
gathered and there were grunts of
recognition and greeting when tho hog
pulled ~ In their midst. The nnrx ~
the chiefs tent parted and his foster
mother started toward him with sud
den strean, OF tears and turned quick.
~ back. The old chiefs keen black
eyes we're waiting for her ana he
spoke before she could open her lips:
.white Arrow II n well. Aere~-at
once |"
Erskine had swung from his horse
and followed. The old chief measured
him from head to foot slowly and hls
face grew content:
"Show me the horse'''
The boy threw hack the flaps ~ the
tent and with a gesture babe nm In.
dian 10 lead Firefy 10 and fro, The
horse even thrust his beautiful head
over bis masters shoulder and looked
within. snorting gently. Kah,oo
waved dismissal:
-You must ride north soon TO carry
the white wampum and peace talk,
And when you go you must hurry hack,
for when the sun is highest on the
day after you return. my spirit will
pass"
And thereupon ne turned HIS face
and went back into steep
lust before sunset rifle shots sound
cd in the distance-~the hunters were
coming In - and the accompanying
whcops meant erut succrss.s Each aof
three bucks carried deer over his
shoulders, and foremost OF the three
was Crooked Lightning. who barely
paused when he saw Ersklne, and
then with an insolent glare and grunt
rassed him and tossed his deer ~ tho
feet Of the squaws. The boys hand
clipped toward the handle of his toma-
hawk, but some swift instinct kept him
stlll The savage must have bad good
reason for such open defiance. for the
lad began 10 feel that many others
shared in HIS hostility and he began
to wonder and speculate.
Quickly the feast was prepared and
| the boy ate apart--his fosler-moiher
bringing him food--but he could hear
the story Of the days hunting and the
illusions to the prowess OF Crooked
fighfning's son. Black Wolf. who was
Erskine's age. and he knew they we're
but slurs against himself
Fresh wood was thrown on the flre.
and as Its light leaped upward the lad
saw nm aged indinn emerge from one
OF two tents that sat apart on little
rise-4saw him lift both hands toward
the stars for a moment and then re-
turn within.
"Who Is that1' he asked
"The new prophet" said his mother,
"Hc has been but one moon here and
has much power over our young men"
| An nrmful OF pine fAgots was tossed
on the blaze, and In whittier leap of
Hight he saw the face Of woman nj
the other tent--@w her face ana for
moment met her eyes before she
shrank back--and neither face nor
eyes belonged 10 nm Indian. Startled.
he caught bis mother by the wrist and
niI but cried out:
"And thatf" The old woman hest.
tnfed and scowled:
"A paieface Knhtoo bought her
and adopted her but"--the old woman
gave little cultural ciuck of tri'
umph--"she dies tomorrow. Knhtoc
viii burn her"
~I}urn herf" burst out the boy.
"The palefaces have killed many ol
Kahtoo's kinr
/ A little later when he was passing
near the white woman's tent girl sa
III front of II pounding corn In a moi
tar. She looked WI nj him and, staI
if,r. smiled. She had The skin of N
haif-breed. and he stopped. startled b
that fact and her beauty--and wer
quickly on. At old Kahtoo's lodge h
could not help turning to look at hs
again, and this time she rose Quickl
and slipped within the tent. He turne
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