The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1924-11-05

INK must. lie SKY WAS 4
clear n the sun shining warm. Sol
ONION called Irons aside and told him
OF the approaching Indians.
What are we to dO?" Irons asked.
send the women an the babies
back to the sugar shanty," said Solo
mon. Wen stay here cause if we
run erway the BOneseS1l git their hair
lifted. l reckon we kin conquer EN-"
"HOw?"
Shoot EN- full O. meat. They must
a Travelled all night. Them Injuns is
tired an hungry. Been three days on
the trail. No time to hunt I'll hustle
some wood together an start a fire.
You bring a pair O. steers right here
handy. Wen rip their hides off an
git the reek O. vittles in the air soon
as GOdIl let us"
Mrs. Irons hid In the shed with the
loaded guns.
Ruth Irons and the children set out
for the sugar bush. The steers were
quickly led up and slaughtered. As a
hide ripper Solomon was a man OF ex-
perience. The lOins of one animal
were cooking on turnspits and a big
pot Of beef, onions and potatoes boil
ing over the fire when Jack arrived
with the Bones family.
A little later Solomon left the fire.
Both his eyes and his ear had caught
sigma clamor among the moose
birds in the distant bush and a flock
Of pigeons flying from the west.
Don't none o. We stir till come
back" he said, as he turned into the
trail. A few rods away he lay down
with his ear to the ground and could
distinctly hear the tramp Of many
feet approaching in the distance. He
@ on a little farther and presently
concealed himself in the bushes close
to the trail. He had not long to wait,
for soon a red scout came on ahead
Of the party. He was a young Huron
brave, his face painted black and yell
low. His head was encircled by a
snake skin. A fox's tail rose above
his brow and dropped back on his
crown. A birch-bark horn hung over
his shoulder.
Solomon stepped out Of the bushes
after he had passed and said in the
Huron tongue: welcome, my red
brother; l hear that a large band o.
yer folks is comm and we have got
a feast ready"
The young brave had been startled
by the sudden appearance of Solomon,
but the friendly words had treasured
him.
I'VE are on a long Journey" said
the brave.
"And the flesh of a fat OK will help
We on yer way. Kin ye smell itY'
Brother, it is like the smell of the
great village in the Happy Hunting
Grounds" said the brave. 1--WE have
travelled three sleeps from the land OF
the long waters and have had only
|, two pOrcupines and a small deer to
eat. We are hungry"
, "And we would smoke the calumet
! Of peace with you" said Solomon.
They entered the house and barn
and walked around them, and this, il
effect, is what Solomon said to him
SCI am the chief scout of the Grea.
7 Father. Ny word is like that of OLE
l. Flame Tongue-yOur mighty chief
J You and your people are on a bad er
rand. No good can come Of it. YOU
are far from your own country. !
large force is now on your trail. /
you rob or kill anyone you will b,
hung. We know your plans. A ba,
white chief has brought you here. H,
has a wooden leg with an iron rim
q around the bottom Of it. He com
3 down lake in a big boat With you
J. Night before last you stole two whit
u women"
i A look of fear and astOnishmen
10 came upon the face of the Indian.
'e "YOu are a son of the Great Spirit
II he exclaimed.
u "And I would keep yer feet out
u the snare. Let me be yer chief. 70
VI shall have a horse and fifty beave
"a skins and be taken to the border an
:, set free. I, the scout of the Grei
u Father, have said it, and if it be NJ
81 as 1 say, may I never see the Happ
. Hunting Grounds"
10 The brave answered:
lie my white brother has spoken we
and he shall be my chief. I like n,
II this Journey. / shall bid them to Il
feast. They will eat and sleep iii
the gray wolf, for they are hung
liz and their feet are sore"
60 The brave put his horn to his mOu'
and uttered a wild cry that rang
+ the distant hills. Then arose a gre
w%hOoping and kintecawing back in 4
bush. The young Huron went out
'u' meet the band. Returning soon,
sn said to Solomon that his chief, t
al great SplitnOse, would have wOr
with him.
de- Turning to John Irons, Solom
said: Hes an outlaw chief. We mt
'ay treat him like a king. I'll bring Z
ND in. You keep the meat a-sizzlin'! !"
mo The scout went with the brave to I
Ter chief and made a speech of WELDON
after which the willy old SplitnOSe,