The Glacier reporter. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1953-current, 1962-05-24


about a half mile, where they
found a steep bluff Of forty or
fifty feet. II was Oyerhanging
enough for shelter from the
storm, and would make a good
heat reflector. All of the men
got to work Immediately and
broke off dry wood and started
a fire near the bluff, in front Of
a recession in the rock, which
had been caused by the elements
some thousands Of years before.
The fire was soon blazing strong
Is, and the heat along the bluff
was very effective. The storm
grew worse as the night pro-
gresSed. BY morning tine cold was
terrific. At the beginning, the
pOsSemen did not suffer much,
but as the storm held on they be
gan to feel il more. The only
food they had was some jerked
meat, which the sheriff had tied
behind his saddle for just such
an emergency. The horses were
very gaunt and unable 20 dig for
much food, and they would not
try as long as the storm ragged.
During the second night, the
storm broke, but the therm0m-
eter Just kept on going down.
As they huddled around the fire,
the sheriff asked Cross Guns,
How cold do you think il is?"
The Indian turned around and
pointed to a camp robber, which
was setting on a limb all ruffled
up. and not moving or making
a sound. See that bird. When
they are all nuffed like that, it's
too cold for Indian to be out Of
teepee."
A camp rODber is a sort Of ov-
ergrown jay bird, which can al
ways be relied upon to be near
any camp, to pick up all of the
left overs. They are also referred
TO as, Whiskey Jacks.
The snow was approximately
a foot deep on the level This
meant the tracking was finished,
so the leader Of the posse said
TO his men, Well, we got 10 have
something to eat and we got TO
get those horses out, so they can
pick some bunch grass. Some of
you fellows get out and get a
deer or antelope. Some Of you
get those horses spread out and
we will take stock Of ourselves
and see what we are going to
do about this fellow, Boots He
can't be too far from here, but
the only way We will find him
is by accident"
II was not very long after this,
that a nice. blacktail spike buck
was laid down in camp by Two.
Slabs. By noon, all had eaten
their fill Of venisOn. and the
horses had some bunch grass in
their stOmachs.
Even though il was too cold
for man or beast 10 be outside,
the men were anxious TO take a
wild chance on finding Boots
hoIe-up, or even his fresh tracks.
They went as far south as Eagle
Creek but no signs were found.
so they held another council con-
corning their next move, and de-
ci6ed that they might be going
in the wrong direction. Gross
Guns and Two Stabs both said
they knew Big Nose had a camp
in the Bear Paw mountains. Il
was decided that IL Boots were
headed there, he would no doubt
60 northeast up Eagle Creek or
he might have gone up the open
country south Of Sandy Creek
What TO do, the posse hardly
knew. They wanted very much
TO overhaul Kennon. And, above
all. the thought of Nora Gallo
way being in the hands Of that
fiend. was aim ST more than
u'ey could take. They finally
concluded 10 hit for the Fear
Paw mountains, to Gee what they
c uld find out there.
Fate sometimes does strange
things. At the very time the
posse decided 10 hit for the Bear
Paws, Kennon and his two bench
men were riding down the side
of the rough canyon 20 the river
and the stone house where Nora
was held by Pete and Cliff. The
storm had caught them near
Ship Rock Butte, but they had
gone on about four miles TO an
old trapper's cabin. which Faber
knew about There they had been
holed up ever since.
Nora had thought about every
thing imaginable and there was
only one comforting thought i'm
IL all That was what Cliff mad
said concerning her personal