Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1924-02-18
The Magnificent Adventure
Stirring Story of the Northwest
BY EMERSON HOUGH.
BY D. Appleton & Coz
BY. EMERSON HOUGH.
CONTINUED from Yesterdays Starr
A Stirring Story of the Northwest
Copyright. lsas. BY D. Appleton & Coz

Before November was a week old
the axes were ringing among the cot
ton woods. The men were carrying
big logs toward the cleared space
shown to them, and while Meriwether
Lewis worked at his journal and his
scientific records, William Clark.
born soldier and born engineer, was
going forward with his little fortress.
Trenches were cut, the logs were
ended up-taller pickets than any
one Of that country ever had seen
before. A double row Of cabins was
built inside the stockade. great
gate was furnished. proof against as
corner, mounting the swivel piece SO
that 1t might be fired above the top
of the wall. A little more work of
thinking the walls, Of flooring the
cabins. Of making chimneys of waffle
and clay-and, presto. before the
winter had we'll settled down the
white explorers were housed and for
tined and ready for what might
The Mandans sat and watched
them in wonder. Jussaume. the
French trader. shook his head. In
all his experience on the trail he had
seen nothing savoring quite so much
OF preparedness and CELEBRITY.
Among all the posts to the north
ward and eastward the word went
out, carried by dog runners.
They have built a great house of
tall logs" said the Indians. "They
have put the thing that thunders on
Each day they exercise with their
rifles under their arms. They have
long knives on their belts. They
carry hatchets that are sharp enough
to shave bark. Their medicine is
strong.
They write down the words of the
Mandans and the Minnetarees in their
books. They are taking skins of the
antelope and the bighorn and the
deer. even skins of the prairie grouse
and the badger and the prairie dog
everything they can get. They dry
these to make some sort Of medicine
OF them. They cut off pieces of wood
end bark. They put the dirt which
burns in little sacks. They make pic
lures and make the talking papers
all the time they work at something,
the two chiefs. They have black
washed white-they have stained him
with some medicine of their own.
He makes sounds like a buffalo, and
he says that the white man made him
as Is is and will do us that way.
We would like to kill them, but they
have made their house too strong,
They never sleep! In the daytime
and In the nighttime. no matter how
cold II Is. one man, two men, walk
up and down inside the wall. They
have carried their boats up out of
the water-two boats. a great one
and two small. All through the woods
they are cutting down the largest
trees and out of the straight logs
they are making moro boats, as many
as there are fingers on one hand.
They have axes that cast much larger
chips than any we ever saw. We
fear these men because they do not
fear US. We do not know what to
think. They are men who never
sleep. Before the sun is up we find
them writing or making large chips
with their axes, or hunting in the
woods-not a day goes by that their
hunters do not bring in elk ana deer
and buffalo. They do not fear u.s.
I'VE have seen no men like these.
They are chiefs. and their medicine
is strong