Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1924-07-17

Secretly piedSeu DIT THIS decision
Scissors brought up the horses and a
short ride brought them to the middle
fork of the creek. Splashing through
the shallow waters Scissors led the
way toward the southeast slope. AS
they advanced the mystery place be-
came even more interesting. Dinsdale
was surprised to discover he was an
ticipating pleasure from the trip.
| They dismounted at stretch of
scrub-spruce at the base of the butte
and Dinsdale was astounded at the alb
rupt change In his comp MONS de-
pertinent 1t was as If the influence Of
Mato Tipi, the Grizzly Bear lodge. had
reached down and gripped the picture
man and had stripped him of reason.
From his pocket he produced the
string of horsemen, cut out at the for
mer camp, and, singing in the Teton
dialect, proceeded to detach the fore
most rider and pin the long strip and
the single picture around Dinsdale's
hat.
what the DEVIL" sharply demand
ed Dinsdale. submitting to the decora-
ton because of his surprise.
Don't do anything. Don't look.
Don't say anything. Don't touch a
gun. We've run into a trap" whis-
pered Scissors.
"Indians?" muttered Dinsdale. stand
ing motionless.
"In the scrub just beyond the mouth
of the path. They'll riddle us If we
try to mount. Do as / do and show
no fear when they break cover"
He kneeled and began picking up
small rocks, searching for those round
and unweathered. Dinsdale dropped
down beside him and blindly initiated
his example. And as he picked up the
stones Scissors sang in English the
song he had sung in the Teton:
From everywhere they come flying,
From the north the wind is blowing to
earth,
Rafting, flying, they come, they come.
From everywhere they come.
He ceased singing and made little
mound of the stones, using those Dins-
dale had collected as we'll as his own.
On top of the pile he placed his pic
| ture of Mato Tipi with single stone
to keep It from blowing away. Then
rising to his feet and throwing back
his head so as to gaze at the top of
the butte he shouted In the Teton:
"Men from the earth we are. /
have sung about something, for which
have pity on us r.
To Dinsdale he whispered:
more rocks and do as do. / have
repeated Teton prayer to Tunkan."
AS he spoke he finished gathering
rocks, this time taking no care as to
their shape, and walked to a tree and
began placing them between the
branches. Dinsdale did likewise.
i Now came the last test. Slowly adj
vancing toward the mouth of the path,
by the side of which were crouched
the Indians, and holding rock in
each hand, Scissors began shouting:
"They really say white man turns
red and comes to your mountain, o
Tunkasila (grandfather), for help to
escape from white men,"
They passed through fringe of
sage, and Scissors stretched out his
hands to brush the bushes back from
the mouth of the path, and Dinsdale
caught his first glimpse of the hidden
warriors, several copper-cOlored faces
glaring, several copper hands clutch
ing rifles and revolvers Then they
were swarming out of their ambuscade
and were aiming their weapons at the
two white men. Nimble hands plucked
the revolvers from Dinsdale's belt and
searched Scissors in vain for arms. A
warrior ran to the two horses and Sc
cured Dinsdale's rifle. Then the two
were hurled to the ground.
"Show no fight" muttered Scissors.
To his savage captors he boldly cried
"Ha-a-a, warriors They say 1 come
back to you with my two knives talk
ing. They really say l bring man
who runs from the whites to save his
life. No Strong Hearts, who follow
Tatankaiyotake (Sitting Bully are
here. for 1 see no war-bonnets made
from the tail-feathers Of eagles with
horns worn on the front. l see no old
men who belong to the White Horse
Riders. I do not see Wasechuntas-
hunka (American Horse), my brother.
Two Knives Talking sees only strange
warriors. He sees one with cross on
his tobacco bag and knows he Is called
Wawokiyapi (Helper Of the Helpless)
because he carried a wounded friend
/ out of a fight. He sees a feather
standing at the back of the head and
knows the man has killed an enemy
without any hurt to himself. He sees
a man who has struck an enemy and
wears his feather across the back of
his head. He sees man who has
given his flesh to Wakantanka in the
sun dance and carried six buffalo
skulls. He sees another whose vow
to Wakantanka brought him many
cuts on his arms and chest.
"For such men Wakantanka has but
one path. They must follow it even
when 1t surely leads to death. Yet
these men are not my friends. For
they throw me down on the ground,
and they throw my friend down beside
me. They make ready to kill us.
What have we done that these strange
| warriors should treat US so, when the
mighty Tashunca-uitco (Crazy Horse)
would call us brothers. and stretch
| out the left hand because his heart is