The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1922-08-17

with the Indians against the whites,
but with the British against American
"what I am going 10 do Is no bust
ness ~ yours" Erskine said quietly.
hut I hope we shall not he on the same
side. We may meet again"
Greys face was already red with
drink and It turned purple with an
ger.
when you tried to stab me do you
remember what I said3" Erskine nod
ded contemptuously.
well repeat II. Whatever the
side. I'll fight you anywhere nj any
time and In any way you please"
"Why not nowT'
This IL not the time for private
qusrrels and you know It,"
Ersklne bowed slightly-an act that
came oddly from an Indian head
dress
II can wait-nnd I shall not forget
The day will come"
shoulder as the angry youth rode
away
II cannot make II out" he said. "He
claims to represent an English fur
company His talk II British. but he
told one man-last night when he was
drunk-that he could have a commits
sion In the American army"
The council fire was built. the
flames cracked and the smoke rolled
upward and swept through the leaness
trees Three British agents sat on
blankets. aud around them the chiefs
were hinged. All day the powwow
lasted. Each agent spoke and the bur
den ~ his talk varied very little.
The American palefaces had driven
IN. Indian over the great wall They
wer. killing his deer. buffalo and elk.
robbing him ~ his land and pushing
him ever backward. They were many
and they would become more The
British were the Indians friends
the Americans were his enemies and
theirP, could they choose to fight with
their enemies rather than with their
friendsi Each chief answered In turn.
and each cast forward his wampum
until only Erskine. who had sat silent.
remained and Pontiac himself turned
To him.
What SAYS the son Of Kahtoof"
Even as he rose. the lad saw creep
Ing "a the outer ring his enemy Crook
Ell Lightning. hut he appeared not tn
see The whites looked surprised when
his hoyish figure stood straight. and
they were amazed when be addressed
the traders In French. the agents In
English. and spoke To the feathered
chiefs IN their own tongue lie cast
the belt forward
That Is Kahtoo's talk. hut this is
mine"
who had driven the Indian from the
great waters to the great WALTZ The
British. Who were the Americans un-
III now? British. Why were the
Americans fighting now1 Because the
British. their kinsmen. would not give
them their rights. II the British would
drive the Indian TO the great wall
would they not go on doing what they
now' II the Indians must fight why
Tight with the British to beat the
Americans. and then have to fight both
later day1 n the British would not
treat their own klnsmen fairly, was II
likely that they would treat the Indian
fairlyf They had never done So yet.
Would Il not be better for the Indian
10 make the white man on his own
land friend rather than the white
man who lived more than moon
away across the big seas2 Only one
gesture the lad made. He lifted his
hand high and paused Crooked Light
ming had sprung 10 his-feet with a
hoarse cry. Already the white men had
grown uneasy. for the chiefs had
turned to the boy with startled inter
est nj his first sentence and they could
not know what he was saying But
they looked relieved when Crooked
Lightning rose, for his was the only
face In the assembly that was hostile
TO the boy With gesture Pontiac
hade Crooked Lightning speak.
THE tongue Of White Arrow IL
forked ! have heard him say he would
tght with the Long Knives against the
British and he would fight with them
even against his own tribe" one grunt
Of rage ran the round Of three circles
and yet Pontiac stopped Crooked
Lightning and turned 10 the lad SLOW.
ly the boys uplifted hand came down.
with n hound he leaped through the
head-dres Of chief in the outer ring
and sped away through the village.
Some started on foot after him. some
rushed Ia their ponies, and some sent
arrows and bullets after him. Al the
edge Of the village the hoy gave a
loud. clear call and then another as he
ran. Something black sprang snorting
from the edge of the woods with
pointed ears and searching eyes. An
other call came and like the swirling
edge Of n hurricane driven thunder
cloud Firehy swept after his master.
The hoy ran IA meet him. caught one