The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-05-23
CHAPTER l-continued.
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snow we've got jest 'nOugh hoppin
20 keep us from ge+tln' foundered,
said Solomon, as he stood on the far
ther shore and adjusted his pack. III
amt more'n a mile to your house."
They hurried on, reaching the rough
valley road In a few minutes.
'Now I'll take the bee trail to your
place" said the scout. you cut ercrost
the medder to Peter Boneses' an fetch
'em over with all their grit an guns
an ammunition"
Solomon found John Irons and five
of his sons and three of his daughters
digging potatoes and pulling tops in a
field near the house. The sky was
clear and 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. "Well stay here cause If we
run erway the Boneses'll git their ha'r
lifted ! reckon we kin conquer EN-"
"How?"
"Shoot 'em 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 Godll let u.s."
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
hide ripper Solomon was a man of ex-
perience. The loins Of one animal
were cooking on turnspits and 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
"sign"-a 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 l 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
went 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 feasl ready"
The young brave had been startled
by the sudden appearance Of Solomon
but the friendly world had treasured
him.
1--WE are on a long journey" said
the brave.
"And the flesh of fat OK will help
ye on yer way. Kin We smell it?"
Brother, 1t 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
he long waters and have had only
TWO porcupines and a small deer to
Eat. We are hungry"
"And we would smoke the calumet
If peace with YOU" said Solomon.
They entered tn house and barn
md walked around them, and this, In
fleet, is what Solomon said to him
81 am the chief scout of the Great
Father. My word is like that of old
flame Tongue-your mighty chief.
You and your people are on a bad err
and. No good can come of 1t. You
re far from your own country. A
arge force is now on your trail. If
GU rob or kill anyone you will be
Jung. We know your plans. A bad
,hite chief has brought you here. He
as wooden leg with an iron ring
round the bottom of It, He come
own lake in a big boat with you.
light before last you stole two white
'omen."
A look of fear and establishment
anne upon the face of the Indian.
"you are son of the Great SpiritT
g exclaimed.
"And would keep yer feet out o
lie snare. Let me be yer chief. You
lalI have horse and fifty beaver
sins and b. taken to the border and IL