Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1923-11-01

The sibilant sound that came from
Tom Harvey's lips reached Bill Longs
ears just in time. Crouching ia the
| underbrush, his musket at his side,
Blu Long saw company of Indians
advancing in single file along a trail
in the almost trackless forest.
With their gaudy-feathered head
pieces, their copper skins, their roll
ing eyes, they looked indescribably
ferOcfous.
And there was a condition of war
between the Hurons and the pale
faces. Capture by this. blOodthirsty
foe meant slow torture of the most
fiendish nature, followed by. scalping.
No mercy need be expected.
Bill and Tom crouched in the under
brush, hardly daring to breathe until
the Hurons had gone by.
They were going to an assemblage
at the Great Lodge, a huge wigwam
standing up in the clear morning air.
Women were among their company,
for the Hurons admitted their squaws
to their palavers.
Suddenly Tom plucked at Bills arm.
Stra ggling along in the rear of the
line came a comedy young squaw As
she passed their hiding place Bill
leaped out and clapped his hand over
her mouth. She tried to scream, but
not a sound would come, and he held
her until the file of Indians was far
away.
Then he released her. He pointed to
his mouth and stomach. Eats Eats -
he said
The two young hunters were famish-
ing, for they had not tasted food for
two days. Even that trackless wilder
ness was devoid of game, driven away
by some cattle epidemic, or by the
wolves, which swarmed everywhere.
To the young mems relief the squaw
did not seem to be seriously disturbed.
She smiled and nodded.
Listen, young squaw," said Tom.
But first, what name do the tribe
give your"
'Me call Acknowledgement" an
swered the squaw.
"Then, Hide-in-t he-Corner, conduct
US to your fathers wigwam. We know
that he has stores of pemmican and
roots of the field. SO shall our hunger
be stayed, and in return your life
shall be spared. But one cutlery and
you die!"
The comely young squaw nodded,
no 70 10 9yUicr
wan standing alone a little distance
from the encampment. Leading the
young men inside, she brought forth
a quantity of pemnican, on which they
speedily gorged themselves.
ut is WE'LL" said Tom. "You are
free to depart, Hide-in-the-Corner. But
should you betray us, your life is for
feited."
'Hide-in-the-C Corner knows how to
respect the sanctity of her guests" re-
piled the young squaw with hauteur.
as she departed.
The young men had nearly finished
their meal when Tom, looking out,
uttered an exclamation Of amazement.
"She has betrayed us!" he cried.
"See, here comes the war chief Bald
Big-Eagle"
And in truth is was majestic sight
70 see the famous warrior careerlng
down on them, his FURNISHED tOma-
hawk cleaning in the sunlight, his
painted face convulsed with fury. AS
he ran he shouted in the Huron tongue.
Behind him a motley crew Of Indians
followed in pursuit.
I'm out of bullets" Tom gasped.
$50 am l." gasped Bill. 1--WE must
seek the seclusion of the underbrush.
rather than remain here to be massa-
cred"
And, agreeing that discretion was
tile better part Of valor, they took 70
their heels. On came Bald-Big-Ea lie,
uttering cries Of fury at the Insult done
to his tepee-for he was the father OF
the treacherOus young squaw whom the
young men had forced to feed them.
well sell our lives dearly il we're
corr ered," gasped Bill as ne ran. pant
ing, behind Tom along the forest trail.
I'VE can THROW lllIu OlI tIlc ot0ht'
his friend replied.
But Bald-Big-E Eagle was already upon
them. He raised his tnmahawk, and,
as the two young men turned to fight
for their lives, he seized each Of them
by the collar and shook him vigorous
ly.
You little varmints !" he exclaimed.
1--WE caught you fair in the act now,
breaking into my kitchen and stealfl 2
doughnuts, instead of being at school
where you ought to be. It'll be I. e
reform school for both of you, guess.
And still holding Bill and Tom by
the collar. he walked away with the
heroes of the backwoods. now reduced
70 txo dirty, snirehng little truant
boys.
Suit Yourself.
The pastor Of the colored church