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YELLQW HAIR, THEM BOY CHIEF OF THE PAWNEEé

The Adventurous Career of Eddie Burgess. of Nebrukn.

 

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Yellow Hair,
The Boy Chief of the Pawnees.

The Adventurous Career of Eddie
Burgess of Nebraska.

_BY COL. PRENTISS INGRAHAM,
AUTHOR or “snmurnnns or BUFFALO
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CHAPTER :1.
' rim MIDNIGHT miss/loan.

El‘i-mcarliest recollection of Eddie Bur ess
——to-day a handsmne', golden-haired, daring-
facad' Outh of twonty—was of ~.rolling,
flower— cspangled prairies, wild ponies and
redskins, if 1 except the home influence of
laind parents, a happy household, and loving
brothers and sisters, with which the boy was
surrounded. ' “ ‘ I

But away from the homestead and its
pleasant family circle, to the plains, moun-
tains,jand untutored red-skins, went the
thoughts of the-boy,ras soon as he was old
enough to walk well, and his adventurous
disposition and love of the romantic caused
him to long to become a famous scout or In-
dian-fighter, or at least a dweller in the path-
less wilds of the West. I

Sooner, far sooner than he ever dreampt
of, itfell to the lot of Eddie Burgess to leave
that happy home and have to face the bit-
tereét ordeals of a cruel fate, which well—
nigh drove out of his heartrany hope for the
future.

For the red-skin boy, born on the rairic
to a wild life, the rough existence 0 hard-
ships and dan or he was forced to lead was
what he love ; but to the pale-face youth,
born amid other scenes, and nurtured by
loving hearts, it was a severe life to lead

 

 

when forced to become as the very Indian -

himself, and feel all the while that he had a
cruel master, and dwelt amon foes;

' When in his eighth year Ed is Burgessfirst
felt the venom “in the Indian nature, and
what it was to sorrow and suffer. ,

He had, in the western home of his ts,
seen brave men forth to fl ht the red-skin
marauders, and ad heard t rilling tales of
Indian treachery and cruelties, and had often
seen the~wandering children of the plains
when they Came near where he dwelt; but
the horrors of a red war he had been spared,
as well as the bloodcurdling war-whoop and
sickening scenes that follow on the trail of
the war-path, until it fell to his lot to wit-
nesslthat of which he had only heard.

He had no with his brother Charlie, a
few years senior, to the border home of
a friend of his father, to ass a few weeks.

The boys had looked orward to the visit
with lowin anticipations, for they knew
that r. Ba itt, the settler, lived on the
very border that divided the roving tribes
from the settlements, and his son had told of
many an adventure with the Indians.

Mounted upon their wiry, swift nies,
and armed with shot- , a pistol an hunt-
ing-knife each, the y's set out alone for
their trip, which was a ride of ei hty miles.

Never in their lives did they gee] prouder
than when camping alone the rst night out,
and they made for themselves a wicky-up*
and often inafter years recalled the comforts
of that little camp.

The next afternoon they arrived at their
destination, and were warmly welcomed by
the family, and especially Bob Babbitt, a boy
of thirteen, whose visit they were returning,
he having passed a month at their house.

The first remark of Mr. Babbitt was one
calculated to glve anxiet to older heads,

though Eddie and Charlie uilt from it can-
t ‘ A shelter of bananas-k. etc,

 

ties in air of stirring scenes and adventures
to follow, for he had said:

"Well, boys, when I asked your father to
let you visit us, I little thou ht we were
going to have trouble with the ndians; but
runners are out through the settlements now,
warning all that the red-skins are on the
war-path.”

“ Then we can help you defend your home,
sir," said Charlie, and the boys were de-
lighted at the prospect of trouble, while older
faces looked anxious.

But what the boys looked forward to as a
thrilling adventure turned out, alas! to be a
red horror, and far sooner than any one had

anticipated; for, hardly had the household,

after an evening of pleasure in the society of
their young guests, retired for the night,
when darkforms flitted from tree to tree and
stealthin ap reached the commodious cabin.

Not a son was awake, not an eye saw
their coming, for, though danger was threat-
ened, it was not expected for days, perhaps
weeks.

A hundred dark forms, with faces hideous-
ly ainted, crept like panthcrs through the
tim er and surrounded the cabin and outs

buildings, their presence not even awakening j

 

the hu 6: watch-dog that lay upon the back :

porch ‘ttle dreaming of danger.

But, as a warrior placed his moccasined 1: By f h h M and t k
i s atver’s ouse, w 'e scouting, oo
, a fancy to the boy, and Eddie prized the

foot upon the step, the dog sprung to his feet
with a loud, furious bark, to drop dead from
an arrow sent through and through his heart.

ceived the blow on his head and knew as;
more.

His brother and friend were'no where
visible, but he felt sure that they,th been
killed, and the tears came in his'dark blue
eyes at their sad fate.

, What had saved his scalp he discovered by
the sounds without, for there was a fight
going on, and he knew that the Indians had
been attacked by soldiers or settlers before
their red work had been completed.

But, as he listened, he heard triumphant
war—cries, and then he knew, as the sounds
of battle came from further and further
away, that the Indians Were driving their
white foes.

He staggered to his feet, but fell again, un-
able to stand, and it was some moments be—
fore he regained strength.

Then he heard the clamor of the Indians
returning, and he looked at the pistol that
lay b his side, and asped his knife, deter
mm to die game, or he had no hope, and
there was that in the brave boy‘s nature that
would not allow him to beg uselesst for his
life.

To  joy he found his little, repeater had
three loads in it, and, young as he was,
Eddie was a good shot.

The revolver had been

presented to him
Buffalo Bill, who one night stopped at

 weapon beyond all his treasures, for it had

But the deep bay and dying yelp of poor ‘-

Watch had aroused Mr. Babbitt, and a light
flashed within, and the settler called out:

“Ho, Watch! What is it, doc?”

No sound answered, and r. Babbitt
asked:

“ Is there any one there who seeks shelter?”

He was, like all settlers, most hospitable,
and thought that some benighted neighbor
whom Watch knew, as he barked no more,
might be without, for he had distinctly heard
a human voice.

“Ay, ay, neighbor Babbitt, I would like
shelter for man and beast till mom," said a
deeNp voice in reply. -

ot seeing that the one who spoke had his
face covered with war—paint, and was a
ran 6 white, chief of an Indian tribe, Mr.
Bab itt opened the door as he said:

“ You shall have shelter and food. neigh-
bor, with pleasure.”

As he stepped half-dressed out of the door
there came a flash, report and cry mingled
together, and then across the bod I of his
victim sprun the Renegade Chief, ollawed
by a score of ' red warriors.

Then was heard loud shrieks from Mrs.
Babbitt and her da hters, and out of their

rooms dashed Char is and Eddie Burgess,

followed by young Babbitt.

Several shots followed, then terrific war-
crics, a fierce struggle, and then silence on-
sued, for there were none to resist the red
demons in their work of massacre.

 

CHAPTER II.
memo iron ms sour.

How long Eddie Burgess lay unconscious,
for he had been felled by a tomahawk blow
on the side of his head, he did not know;
but he recovered sensibility to find himself
lying on the floor of the sitting-room, where
he had fallen, and the blood trickling down
his face from the gash over his forehead.

Near him lay Mrs. Babbitt, and one look
was sufficient to show that she was dead,
and had been scalped, while her eldest
daughter was visible, lying across the thresh-
old, and she too had been killed, and the In-
dian trophy, a Long lock of hair, turn away.

It was a sickening scene for the poor boy
to gaze upon and he shut his eyes momen~
tardy with horror.

 

He remembered that youn Babbitt, his
brother and himself, had be! rushed out
and attacked the rcdskins, an then he re

 

on it the name of the famous Indian—fighter
and scout.

“Buffalo Bill wouldn’t miss them, and I
won’t either,” said Eddie 'mly, as he sat
upon the floor, for he was raid to trust him‘

self to stand, and half shielded himself with

the dead body of Mrs. Babbitt.

Louder grew the exultant voices without,
broken now and then by a wild war-cry, and
then in through the open door came a dozen
forms, with hideously painted faces.

They started back at the picture that met
their gaze, for there sat the b0 , his revolver
leveled, and the body of Mrs. bbitt shield-

ingxhim.

die was the first to break the tableau,
and a shot did it, and down dropped an In
dian.

Then, with a yell, they rushed upon him,
and twice more the weapon flashed, the but
letsbreakin thearmofone andgraz' the
shoulder 0 another, forthe boy was em-
mined to fight bravely for his scalp.

Another moment and the long, curling,
golden hair of Eddie Burgess would have

ung at the belt of a huge warrior, when,
just as the hand was thrust out to seize it, it
was ped,andasternvoioeciied:

“ lat this boy live, for he is too brave to
di > ’

e.
“Iwilltakehim.”
The speaker had spoken in the Sioux
tongue, enough of which Eddie had picked

uptounderstandhim,and it was thovvbite
' renegade

chief that had saved his life.

Turning to another brave the chief ordeal
him to bind the boy secmfl'ign a mustang,
but not to injure him, and n the work of
plunder went on, all of which poor Eddie
gazed upon until ever idea of romance re-
garding the Indians ied out forever in his
young heart.

His brave defense had saved his life and
mlp, but What horrors were before hill as
the red—skins' captive he little dreamed of.

CHAPTER III.
m nor cmrvns.

 

Tim captors of Eddie Burgess took him

with them in their long raid of warfare
against the white settlers on the border, and
he was in their battles, bound to the back of
a mustang, in their rapid rides, short en
campments, and at 1 their retreat before
the advance of a large~ y of soldiery.
There was a whole tribe on the warmth

and the warriors were divided into diff» "r:

 

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hands  one beingunder the 

, (3,05 thewhite , chief, who was
 among the braves as White Snake.

'  band seemed to have done the most

harm, and, loaded doWn with plunder, the
at last were ‘Eorced to retreat to save their

spoils. _ , , , 

T,  back with them but one cup-
tive; ' are Burgess, and what the fate of his
"brother Charlie had been the boy did not
know, and every ' the shed bitter teamof
sorrow when t of ' and his
thoughts would ,fly back to the home he had
left with such hopes of adventure and
pleasure to be lot .

fie has! seen the dead bodies of all of the
Babbitt family, for they had been left in the
cabin when the red fiends set it on fire; but

' nowhere had he soon Charlie‘s body, and

knowing how. shrewd and brave his elder

brother was, he   that he had .

escaped the massacre; ’ ‘

instantiaer atheism

villa
fad

near“  Snake, and by day his feet
Were'._tled’..under a mustang, the lariat of
which-was held an Indian. , 

,Hewas ven the cod he wanted, and
not treat unkindlyybut. the thongs cut
into his, flesh,.and he'sufiered yea y" and
his was full of sorrow. , 

At] ,‘after a desperate battle, in, which
the Indians: were ,, victorious, beating the
[me back, they reached, the. mountains,
and, ,diegsawmvfllassbetomhm i 

It 'was a large vi ' V , number-i athou’
“med “nomad the "d we???” of: 
60V , . 08., . 0!. other
mare  rot r the

,lndians were wild was delight at 

cess. , ~ .

The Women shrieked forth a welcome, the

children shouted, the dogs barked, and the

(zxultant braves uttered piercirfingries of
o the

trium , until the ocunt began“
and , ,, were  gwsilingand lamenta-
tions ‘1; all sides. v .

To ' joy Eddiehawe-strickeu at the

and form.

' wanes ‘before him. suddenly spied swell-

known face

II

a

his brother turnedtoward him
diet”. ' > ' '

He shbutédlforththe name, and instantly
It was all'th’e two captire'boysoould say

for some time, and thenCharlie told him he I I

hadeaca b‘ o', downthecellaratepr,
and thenpgitili igwgmfiimber, and was on his
way home, believ that all had been killed
at the Babbitts‘, w on he lay down in a

. thicket tosleep, for he wasutterly worn

out; , _ y. .
‘11s was aWakened hy'avoioaand found
himaelf in the presence of half a hundred

' warriors, another  of the Sioux, and he
hadbeencarried by them upon their raid: ,

and "brought-to the village. . h

' ' lit, Eddiei belong to a chief of an-
other tribe. who. joined the White Snake
band for the raid and‘heis to take me to his

village, many milesirOm here," said Charlie .

I"; will ask the White Snake to keep you
too, Charlie, and together we can escape,”
and Eddie called to the ma e, who was
near, and begged him to 151;
main with him. '

.The white man, with his stern, cruel face,
still bedaubed with paint, turned toward the
boys and asked, addressin Eddie: _ ‘

“ Is that your brother?’

"$138le I

” at is, ourname?”

“We  tn

"Youaremo  of Babblttare out”,

"No, sirfwe went to visit‘llr. itt’c

in the mountains, and Eddie’s hope ,
each day as he sawlthe impossibility of -,

escape. -»
Attgfhthegwasb’ouud securely and slept ‘

,Snake, whilbaid-to himz' 

self with t

's brother re—,

 

“Well, loweit toAlexBabhittthat lam
what I now am, for he caught me in a little
wickedness once, Would not spare me, and I
was sent to prison for ten years. , ~ ‘

“ I remained seven of those years, he s,
and then got away by killing a keeper, an
came here and went from badzito. Worse; but
I have had my revenge on Alex Babbitt and
all his family, and I would not have bglpgred
you, brave aswas your fight, had I ved
you any of his-gang. r

“Well, my son, whose captive are you?"
and he turned to Charlie;

“Red Buffalo they call the chic ," said
Wilma b, 1 villag I
“ a use not a ong to my a, but
will see if I can buy you from him, though,

if you have the pluck of your little» brother, ’
, I guess 1’11 have more than I can attend to

‘to watch the pair cf you. -
“ I’ll make an offer for you, anyhow." '
’ He sent for Red Bufialo, and said:
“TheWhiteSnakewishes to buytheboy
ca tive of the Red Buifalo.”
‘, No," was the answer. ‘ r
“ Will give him a pony."»-‘~‘* '
H Nor” « 1 A. , i 7
“ And a reda'blanket?" '
t! No. N ' ‘ .
“ Two
The

first" '
Buffalo shook his head;

I" Three ponies, a red blanket and a gun?"

“ No, the Red Buffalo wants ‘ths pale—face

. boy to train‘himtup to inake‘great Warrior.”

“It is useless, boys, for he  his
way,” said White» Snake, and he ,Walked
away, and then,“ seeing Eddie, “the Red Bufv
falo calledtohimr V I “

“Will we the White sake same one:
.iorhis; face pappoose?” I ~
“No, sir ” ‘ ” ~

“ “The  Burialo has open hand, and

will giro so manyvponissfland be indicated
“the‘numher-:hygcmmting:‘five of hié lingers. '

,r'i‘he ‘ 'Bufi'aloihasafiu‘got“ ponies
eno h to buy that boy] said the renegade,
and e went on his‘way,'while the Indian
chief, disappointed and angry, took hold of
Charlie an 2 drag'gedhim away; and r
Eddie saw him ride out: of the Village
after bytha side of‘liis captor.” ‘
He waved his hand to his brother,_but
Charlie was securely bOund,'und could only
nod his head in f well, and Eddie threw
himseit‘upou the ound and shed bitter,

scalding tears of sorrow. ‘ ‘ ~ _ -

 

, CHAPTERJV.  4,;

' momer or m harms.
’anr the scalp—dances and wailin were
over in, the. Indianvillagé, and a1 rs had
settled downonce more to eve y‘ life,
Eddie was released of his bonds y White

‘lBoy, I am‘ going to 'give you the freedom
of the village now, and on can enjoy your;
a little I 'ans after on have
looked to my comfort, for I have uties for
you-to perform each day. " V ‘ ’ v
“But mind you, if you attempt to escape,’
and I catch you, I’ll kill you" as i would a
def»; but be a dad boy, and obey me, and
I' treat you W31." , r r
Eddie was too glad to get his'freedom to
think of anything else, and calli some or
the younger 30115 of. the chiefs, ts Snake
told them to make-a companion of the lonely
white boy. ' ‘

This they at once set about doing in their '

own way, and after Eddie hadwliipped every
boy of his size, and some even older and
larger, in the village, ~they became most
friendly with him.

They taught him how to make bows and
arrows, and he soon excelled them in true
shooting. ' " ‘  '

They taught him to make fishing lines,
traps to insnare birds, and all kinds of work
on buckskin, until in a few months the pupil
excelled the teachers} ‘ k

- river in‘he‘r canoe? '

POO ,
'rtly

companions on the shore. - ’ -

 

Young who was Eddiesoon "growless
sorrowful at his‘lot,‘ tho ‘ he never for a
moment’forgot the A onesathome, who
he'ltnew were bitterly grieving for him, or
his brother Charlie, who was leading the

I same life in anotheracamp, or perhaps, hehad

been killed, Eddie thought. _,

The duties of the captive boy! consisted in
rubbing up the weapons of White ,Snake and
keepin the tepee in order, for the renegade
lived one, not having been won by any of
the red maidens who sought to gain his love.

Eddie’s bed consisted of a bear robe, and
his'covering was a red blanket, his pillow
being made from fox skins, which he had
himself tanned, having iusnared the foxes in
a tra . .

'te Snake treated the boy: kindly,
thou 11 he was a man of few words,
tang 1; him all he could of Indian 'eraftand
how to trail a foe. , ‘J ‘

But he loved rude sports; and  wont to-
often wager with: some chief that'his boy

' cafiigvee could whip certain youngsters in the ‘
vii

, and a pitched battle was sure'to iol- x
low, in which Eddie invariably came of the
victor, 1though , often withe‘afi'black ’ eye,
scarredfliaee or bloodynose.‘  ’  '-

Hls form was slender’and wiry; and soon
ashard as iron, from his Constant-em
ercise,"eud he lor’ied inthe trium hs he "
won, dad'ka the harder to inure Elm
'  and «face “any; danger that he
might one ,y bringr'yhis’powets and pluck
to‘ seem making  Wider; in spite of
hglsflfsfleeming cgntentmgxt in loty-andior—
' ‘ness of bme, ’t tone at was W -»
most in his,_rnind; '  ' ‘ " 1  L
One da [the  of the ‘great‘fmedi-
cine chic of: the' loge weapon upon 

'She was a young girl of seventeen‘,, and it
was said she inherited (her beauty from her
mother, who had been a white‘ captiveguntil
she died of a broken heart.  , ‘ "

She wasr‘t’lie prettiest maiden of the vil-
lage, the ‘ "‘ idol of her father, and had al-

ways been and t9 ,Eddiéwhénregcgeed

her . ' .
pan the‘aftern‘OOn she wasth “’n’the
river, she was engaged in fishingan, Kinher
struggle with a large. bass, dropped her/
overboard.‘ '    
Excited by her efiorta towcaptureijthe‘fish,
she did not attempt toregain her paddle, and

' 2vols only warned of her danger, as she drew

the bass into the canoe, by 4 6 shouts of her-
To her horror she saw thatehe lied drifted
down. with the stream, until: sheaves den-
germast near to the  and 
was ahead gain ‘ fasterand faster as its?
preachedt e swi tar current.  r  
Almost any other maiden of the vi e-r ‘
could have sprung overboardandtmde‘ or

the shore; but she could not awhile more  

her father having kept her out of, the river ,‘
for fear bf some accident befallingher.  v ‘
She tin-nod her gaze anxiously tamed €356!“
comrades, but not one could aid  and v
even  their  dared not Noam
int'o'thepswiftcurrentu C ,v  ::3‘ L,
The villagewas halts mile away and: age _
warrior was near, andrthei {fightenaigiri _
sunk down ,inthe bottom of her canoe and!
be an to chant her death-sorzag.’ v .L , '
ust then there was has a splash down
the stream, and a shout arose from a bun-
dred red-skin Children as onset their num—
ber had boldly sprung into the, stream: and
was swimming swiftly out to head of the,
canoe and its alarmed inmate. ' _ ' ,
Cutting his way through the waters the.
small but gallant rescuer swam with a rigor ,
that was remarkable. and all breathlesslyt9
watched his pro 58; ’ ' ‘

Behind him, matched} to a  heldgin'  ,

his teeth, was a paddle, and mom  »

determined to accomplish his purpose  ,
Down the river came the canoe, each 

merit. gaining increased rapidity,   -

 

 
 

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it ofl ata given point the young swimmer
devoted every energy:  

Fromythe village. alarmed by the cries,
warriors came running toward the river with
the speed of deer, and behind them came
squaws and children; but all saw that they
could hoof no aid, though they pressed on
to the scene. ‘ ,

Suddenly a ' at about arose from a bun-
dred juvenile oats, for the boy had gained
the path the Canoe must take, and the next
instant grasped it. '

The shock half dragged him from the
water; but he held on with wonderful te-
nacity, and a moment after pulled himself
up over the stern,

For a moment the light canoe danced and
swayed fearfully, as thou h it would go
down; but the boy told the ndian girl to sit
flat dowu, and then taking his place in the
stern he seized his paddle and worked des-
perstely.

But no, man’sarms could keep back the
(since from the rapids then, and seeing that

his efiorts were fruitless, the boy set himself-

to the task of trying to run the gantlet of
the rapids. ' .

Several times, in company with Indian
warriors, he had gone down the dangerous
stream, butnever alone, or with every eflort
to save life deJJénding u on him. ‘

But he di not I x1151 from thedsngcr.

and, with his firm! in his.
hand: kept  e 3% the rgcks and
foaming, tomn , lute the of the

girl was upon him in mute supp cation and

Upon, the shore half a thousand eyes were
upon him, and in breathless silence all
watched, saw the canoe rush like a race
horse toward the first danger, and thenshaer

. from it under the guidance of the paddle.

Then another danger was passed, and an-

' r other, until atlast the. rapids were 
0

the canoe. . ed inshore where the

.the young t e village met its occ ,

ands shout went up from the throats stars
braves in honor of Yellow Hair, the pale
face boy, as Burgess was called by the

_ Indians, for he it was who had saved the life

df the daughter of the Medicine Chief at the
risk , of his arm.

 y bravve .. ,
nec and eag e- eathers“ lon before you
are. out of your teens," said t e rune
chief to We after his daring adventure.

. —-*.-
‘ CHAPTER v.
’ PM Wow nor rum.

Tina-chum, particular'friend, or rather in
border parlance; ‘rerhskin hey pard of Eddie

‘1 ’ Burgess, was-s onth twoyears his senior,

~.' and the sonof
‘ White Snake. y

e chief second in rank to the
Eddie had had several pitched battles with

Little Thunder, as the boy was called, when

   
   
  
  
   
  

he first (tomato the village, and had proved
the‘mastar of the red-skin lad, who had ac-
knowledged it by at once adopting the young

L ’ captive as his brother.
1

any one imposed upon Yellow Hair, he

,‘ "had Little Thunder to fight, and so it was
‘ with Me if his red psi-d was maltreated.

Thus" they became inse arable com anions,
and though the senior'o Yellow air, and
larger, 8er have said, the rod-skin was ruled
by the ale-face.

The other of Little Thunder was the mest
savage chief in the tribe, had no mere in his
heart for any.foe, and often looked at ddie’s
long, golden hair as though a sealpvlock from
it would be most becoming to his belt.

Already hanging there were a dozen scalp-

' locks of pale-faces, one of which Eddie was
. wont to gaze on with horror, for he knew it

to be the hair of poor Mrs. Babbitt, and he

hated the. old chief, though he felt such a

friendly regard for his son.

"Embloxpoof a chiefs rank.

i

ou'll wear the boar-claw»

‘. and he

 

The eater the warmth of friendship be-
tween eilowaIair and Little Thunder, the
more the father of the latter seemed to hate
the pale-face boy, until Eddie soon saw that
whenever he gazed upon him he looked as
though he longed to kill him, and be deter-
mined to keep out of Bi Thunder’s way as
fiiuch as possible, for he gun to really fear

1m. , '

One day Yellow'Hair went in search of
several ponies belon ing to White Snake that
had strayed from t e herd, and not being
able to find Little Thunder, and caring not
for other company, he Was forced to go
alone. .

Ashe now could go where he pleased, he
determined to take advantage of one of these
hunts for stray ponies to escape; but. on this
occasion he was not able to make the attempt,
and wished to wait until all the fighting war-

riors had gone out of the village on Some raid. ‘

After a. long tramp he found the ponies,
lariated one and“ Will about to mount and
drive the others hack to the village, when he
was seized from behind and? hurled upon the
ground with a force that nearly lmocked the

reath out of him. . -

Alarmed, he glanced upward, at the same
time trying to draw an‘armw’mfit to his bow
to defend himself, when he beheld who his
assailant was.

. It was Bigfl‘hmder, and he heldthe be
down with hisrpmnpon his breast, while u s
face . edwithsnagsham

“ be great chief Brg Thunder will not
hurt the» pals-mow," cried 

u 10'; ‘-

~ The. Yellow Hairhas not banned him.”

" The Big Thunder hates all pale-dices,"

Was'the m 
’ “But thewellow" Hair has given 11me
people and become a red—skin."

“ The Yellow Hair is like a bird.

“ Hevsings merrily in his cage, but will fly
awa when his wings are no longer clipped. ’

“ ut the Yellow Hair is the brother ofthe

chiefs son. ”

“ The Little Thunder is a. tool to huh ‘I
pale-face brother,” hissed the chief.

Eddie made no , ly, and the chief drew
his sealping knife on said gloatingly:

“ The Big Thunder will wear the scalp of
the so at pale-face boyJ' ,

Eddie know that the vindian meant every
w V be said. ‘

0 could not offer the fightest resistance, ' ‘ I V
knife, “gather with, a bow and quiver of ar-
rows, and, mounting his mustang, sallied ,

(1 who was near to aid him?
He loved life, and he did not wish to die,
leaded: .

“ Wil not tho Big Thunder spare the
Yellow )I’iair?"

“ The White Snake will be ve

“ TheWhite Snake will not
the malicious reply. w ' v

" He will hunt for the Yellow Hair."

” He will not know that Big Thunder took
his scalp."

Eddie now felt that he must die, and he

angry

V,
now,’ was

had livedlongeneugh among the Indians to

meet death with stoicism and seeming in-
diflerence, and seein that he could do noth-
ing else, he said bold y:

“ Then let the coward chief strike, for the
Yellow Hair is brave."

“The Big Thunder is no coward." '

" IIe kills a be ; he is a squaw brave."

“ The Yellow air shall die,” shouted the
enraged Indian, and he bent over to seize the
long hair and first drag off the scalp and
then kill the helpless boy.

“The Yellow Hair shall not die."

.Both started at the words, and beheld
standin near them, his arrow set and bow-
string rawn back, and. aimed at Bi Thun-
der's heart, mm other than Little thunder
homey: r - , .

The chief was astounded, and uttered no
word, and Eddie Burgess axed in surprise
and awe at his red ard, w 0 said boldly:

“ The Big Thus or is my father, but my

 

arrow shall seek his heart if he harms my pale;
face brother.” ‘ I I  ' ‘ ,

It Was a. thrilling, strange tableau, and the
moment it lasted seemed hours to thdscthree
who participated in it. V ‘

What'wonld Big Thunder do?

Thus thought E die. ‘,

Will Little Thunder has his wordi,

This thought also passedpthro lithe boy's
mind, and he almost forget himself in Watch-
ing the father and son,

At last Big- Thunder spoke, and'his voice
trembled, and he removed his moccasined
foot from Eddie‘s heart. " ,

‘ “ The Little Thunder has the courage of
a mountain lion, to thus face his father; but
he has saved the life of his'pale-face brother,
and the Big Thunder billion the hatchet of
hatred and bids the Yellow Hair welcome to
his tepee’.” . .

It was with a. joyous heart Eddie sprun
to his feet and grasped the hand of his r -
skin boy ard, while the chief, with stem
mien and owmaet‘hed‘d; strode away from
the spot, leaving th’e'boys together.

CHAPTER VI.
'1" An” “finalisxilia‘snea
nouns , u’ " I ‘ to ask
either his sari; 081‘ Eddie to ,‘flie afiair se-
cret, of his eflort to kill the; tar, and his
being thwarted by Little Th ,fhe‘still fell.
extremely anxious about the my tor he
knew cm not only White Shire, but also.
the other chiefs would hold him to strict ac-
countability “for his treachery, and his life
in ht be the forfeit.
, s however breathed freely when several

a ' awn and he found that Yellow
Edi ling ’
is so

 

. h e‘pt this seem,” religiously ashad
0’ ' n. .
Then his hatred for the boy utterly faded
away, and in its since came 3 mm: friend-
ship, and he ms e up his mind to friend

him with his life should Occasion evor otter, .

urther in-
mn-

and this determination was the i

make the youngepaleoface still more 'of a hero
inthe eyes or t ‘ Indians,

It seems that Little Thunder one day, con-'

trary to his usual custom, went stone on a
hunt, with the avow determination to take
a ste up the ladder 0 films by killing abear
unai ed. , '.

He had taken his father’s rifle and his own

forth on the war—path against Bruin. ,
Hearing of where his red ,pard had j‘ one,
and anxious about him, Yellow Hair s 
, .0 ~

upon his pony and started his’tra,

. lowing it as rréadilyias a hound would run on

thos'cent of'a» dee‘r.’ _, , ~ >

He 'rode rs idly and knew that Little
Thunder could not be far ahead of him, 'so,
was about to give a ringing halloo, whens
shot was fired near by, followed by a savage
grow . I

instantly be darted forward like the wind, '

and came upon a stirrin scene.

There stood Little
greatestperil. .

He had gotten down frbm his mustang and
gone into a narrow ravine between the rocks,
where was visible the entrance to a cave.

That a bear dwelt there the Indian boy
felt certain; but he found more than he har-
gained for. ‘

He had hardly approached the cave when
the scratching sound of claws upon the rock
caused him to turn, and he beheld two large
bears coming at a swift trot toward him.

To scale the precipitous walls of rock
upon either side of him, and behind him,
was impossible, and his only way of retreat
was to run into the cave. .

But in the mouth of the cavern now st
two good-sized cubs, gazing upon the in-
truder and snarling savagely. r

Yet, in all his danger, the Indian hnydid

 

under, and in the

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41';

 

, rifle” leanin

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not  his presence of mind, but, zwith his
‘ against him, sent arrows at his
four foote foes with marvelousrapidisy and
00d aim, though the wounds but ad ed to
eir fury, and ardly checked their advance.

As they came nearer he took up his rifle,
and, after a steady airs, fired, and over
rolled one of the bears. , .

This was the shot heard by Yellow Hair,
and he arrived upon thescene just as the
second bear raisedupon his hind le s to

a ple with the brave boy, who, wit his
gr e only to defend himse , had determined
to die like the great warrior he hoped to be-
come.

Eddie Burgess saw the deadly danger of
his red pard, and that not an instant was to
be lost, and he reined up his pony, slipped to
the ground, and with his rifle resting upon a
rock, for it was too heavy for him to hold
out and be sure of his aim, he ran his eyes
along the sights and fired. -

The bullet drop the bear to the ground,
and with a mighty cap Little Thunder sprung

over him and flew down the canyon, for he

knew that Bruin ’was'by no means dead.
Meeting Yellow Hair comingon at a run,
hisbow and arrows in hand, he turned, and
with the rapidity of thought, almost, watched
his. pole-face pard send the darts into the
hai hide of the monster, that had struggled
to f et untilhe succumbed to his wounds

and r , _ over dead.
\ It was a gig-cud daisfor the boy pards. and y
to secure t two on was their next work,

and this they did after receivin several bites
and scratches which they hat y felt in the
glolr'hy of their victory. , ' _, ,

scuba were tied, muzzled and thrown
across the back of one of, the ponies, and,

mounting thaother  boys set forth on
 return tothe Mwhere their sum;
was told and the two. so: bears at? once face

sent for [and their claws given to the youth'-
ful victors, while, knowin that his son owed
hgselibie toiYI'Iellow Hang: él‘hunder tregted
t wt ares t ,' notevensow'
to thea‘ledicine Cilia. -  , ’ ,v

CHAPTER? VII. 5 '
mo rmnnn A'r'rm'rs To my In DEBT,
TEAT Eddie Burgess, in spite of his pals
face. had become a universal favorite with

the  , was evident, and he was gener-
 , , with on friendly a, feeling as
when 11‘ e were in reality one of their own

v White Snake had come to them not as
a captive, but, when forced to fly from his
own race, he had watched his chance to go to
the rednkins with an aolat that would serve
himwell, and knowmg of unintended secret
agedltion against their 'villsge, he had one
a warned them of their danger, plot an
ambush against the soldiers, and,th they
fell into it, had fought with a ferocity that
won the admiration of the Indians and made
him a chief. I

A bold raid he planned and led against a
settlement was also successful, and the cap-
ture of a wagon‘train of stores added to his
laurels and power and gave him the position
of head chief by the unanimous consent of
the leading warrior”: the tribe.

But the Indians feared the stern, silent
man, and not one ofrthem felt friendshi for
him, though they respected and admire him
as a great chieftain, and felt safe under his
leadership. ,

They had frowned down his adoption of 9,
pale-face  but those who 0 nly had
shown a d e to it, had been_q kl made
to feel the Biwer of the White Bna e, and
thus it wast t the presence of Eddie Bur-
gess was at first tolerated, while the boy
himselfjwonthe friendship of his red foes,
for foes they now were whim. As he had

not forgotten. that fearful midnight we.

and that loving parents and sisters were then
mourning him as dead. -

 

 

Shortly. after the bear , adventure Big
Thunder sought out Yellow Hair, and in-
vited him to‘go on a hunt With him.

This was an honor that the boy was
to accept, for he had long before given up
all idea of further treachery and murderous
intent on the part of the chief toward him.

Though a man as cruel as :a snake to all
foes, Big Thunder had a heart in his red
breast, which was proven by his devoted love
to his son. ‘

Loving Little Thunder as he did, it set the
chief to thinking, and his thoughts ran in a
strange channel for one of his stern nature.

Suppose that Little Thunder, he thought,
shoul be a captive to the pale-faces, how hit-
terly would he mourn for him, and how glad
Evould he he did, some kind friend set him

ree. .

Thus feeling, and owing to Yellow Hair
friendship for keeping the secret of his
treacher toward him, and gratitude of the
deepest 'nd for saving his son from death,
he asked the body to 5:) hunting .with him
that he might ai him his escape.

To Eddie’s surprise the Indian chief took
the trail leading toward the settlements.

There was good hunting there, he knew,
for buffalo, elk, antelope and bear abounded;
but'then. it was a most dangerous locality, for
an Indian to venture into, espe’ciall Big
Thunder, who was hated and dreaded {y the
whites, , , , ’ ; .
But as to his reason ,for oing in that
direction the chief remained at out until the
sunset of the second day. When- they halted
on a high hill on the banks of a, river.

“ Does the Yellow Hair see yonder smoke ‘l”
asked the chief, pointing to a blue column of
vapor miles distant. i , r r
gt Yes-3') ‘ ‘ ‘ .

“ comes In the log tepee ofa'pale-

“Is not the heart of the Yellow Hair
glad?”

“Why should it be?" ‘

‘r‘ To see the smoke made by his people l”,

“The people of the Yellow Hairare far
away, and he has, lived so long with the
Sioux, their home is as his home, " wasthe
repl. , while astrange look name, 11 u the
hey 5 face, which the Indian, withall ,_ ' cun-
ning and. knowledge of human nature could
not fathom. . e ,

Big Thunder was astounded,«for he had
exqeeted to see the boy dance with delight.

lead be mistaken him? v »
Did he love the red-skins more than his

own (people? - r - ‘ 

Di he not wish to escape when the log-
cabin of a settler was almost in view? v

“ Does the Yellow Hair prefer to live with
his red brothers?” asked the chief, after a

pause. ,, , _ ,

‘ ‘ The Yellow Hair has good friends among
the red people," was the reply.

“Yes, and the Big Thunder will speak
straight; he will tell the Yellow Hair that he
wished to be his friend, and brought him
here to set him free, and let him go to his
$01k, while he went back and told the

lute Snake aerooked story of how the pale.
face tboy had gotten away from him in the

m .

“The Yellow Heir thanks the Big Thun-
d9r; but he will return to the tepees of the
Sioux," was the calm reply. .

The chief s’ bed, for he had failed in re-
lieving his min and heart of a. debt of grati-
tude he wished to fully pay. A

But he saw that the boy was determined,
and, shoulderin his rifle, be mounted his
pony and led t 8 way to a safer camping-
place than the one where they had halted.

CHAPTER Villa ;

, months To 11mm nu. ,
Tm, hunt of Big Th raudYellow
Hair turned out unsuccessful one; for: not only

 

 

did the two return with game in abundance, v

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glad.

i made his escape

 

rat the chief also mantis helt‘tho might

a Cheyenne brave/who, with several mm.
had attacked the hunters, but been beaten ofi.

Big Thunder .told'of the coolnesa of Echlmv
Hair, and that his shots had in ht down
the Cheyenne’s pony, while hehad: illedthe
rider, and that they had beaten ofl‘ their are
nlilies, though they were three’to one against
t em. AXE-g, .-
- This fight but served to make Eddie Bur»
gens the more popular with the red-shins,
while White Snake told him that he vvas :;
onto be proud of, and would one day be
chief in his stead, for that theboy ever
thou ht of his home had arents he had not
the s ightest idea, and be loved that the past
had been almost wholly obliterated fromhis '
memo . ‘ \ f

In his lonely exile from his, own le,
and leading the miserable life hedid, i itc '
Snake chm to the buy more M;more, and
became re, 1y. kind to him in allhiswvords
and actions.

But, there was another in the village who
was drawn most strongly toward therhite

boy captive, and that one was Star, ‘, the
daughter of the Medicine Chisf,~ ‘ whom -
Yel ow’Hair had saved from: death in 
Rapids. ‘ _-s. ' 1

She wasth older than the boy, so was
not in love with him, yet was i 
him with bonds of gratitude she’oouid never.

savor, and-like, Big Thundergshe wished to
return the debt she owed him-and reside so

win”: the same method which  chief

Tom-his esca vmore certain; sheen-
nmd.  maximums 
pointedfinglowing colors to Minoan boy
the sorrow of the poor Waco:
forced to dwell among a peoplewho his

Little Thunder Was duly  7‘ mid,
though he hated to give up his, id, be} yet
pronnsed Star co toth these
cageotlieilow: . - » r   12t-

 rohemerthen they MWSW“MJ§
wflchthetwo'hoyswererto-goufl- ‘
on a scout, and when near t e-
Little Thunder was to bid his IRENE!“
to return-to his. own Mia. and“ 
that it was the main of the 
self, andwho were friendsthatewishodrloh‘e
remembered long after he Messed: (when
dwaller, in the tepees of .therfiioux. t; 

Little dreamingthat another attempt to aid
his escape was intended, Eddie Burgess went
with Little. Thunder, as he land within:
father, and almost the same scene was ' ,
enacted soon that formeroceafion, " ‘ ‘g"
that the Indian boy brought Star Eyes-in as
an ally, and, did not take all the creditgto

But, as before, Yellow Hair firmly refused '
to leave the-Sioux village-and. to the Mfr

rise of Star Eyes, rode into the camp with,

ittle Thunder, their ponies Waldemar-1th ’
game, for, boys though they were, they
shamed many of the warriors by their success
in the chase. . .I _~

Can it, be that Eddie Burgess, in refusing

to ease _ when freedom was in 
clutch, hid learned to love, the mug

an Indian camp, and the cruel toes, of his
race, even more than he did his own flesh '
and blood? ‘ ,. . ~

Let the sequel show,;my kind reader.

 

CHAPTER IX.

YELLownAm’s enema;  ,

Fan several days after his return them his

trip with Little Thunder,_Eddis Burgess

seemed ,most thoughtful, and his boy pend,

who watched him most closely, seemed/to

think that he was regretting thatdte hadmt

when the chance to do so
wassoopenl ofiensdr  «‘ ~vm~ r '
White'fl , also noticed the ho 'smane ,
ner and asked the cause of it; but dievsaid 

1

;, 

 

 

 

  

 

 

  

 

6 Yellow

Hair, the Boy Chief ofthe .Pawnees.

 

 

that he did not feel just right, and soon
throw of the attack that was upon him, and
became as cheerful as before. .

But he seemed less inclined to take long

hunts, and h abOut the village more,

’ seeming to we. with greater interest the
movements of the chiefs, and listen more at—
tentively to their talks.

That something was going on in the village
was evident, for the warriors conversed much
to then, their favorite ponies seemed to be

11 better care of, and all were busy by
day looking to their arms, getting together
war-paint, and, in fact, preparing for some
grand expedition.

That it wasto be on a large scale Eddie
knew, as nearly a thousand warriors, half the

f fighting force of the village, had been picked
, for the trail, and yet not one word was said
as to their destination. '

White Snake was to lead the warriors,
and he firms who had lanned the expedi-
tion,.whate)zer it‘was and where its destina-

, tion.
But Eddie in vain tried to get an inklin
, of when; suchalarge force was going, an
for what purpose. '

110ka that the soldiers dared not, with
theinaferw numbers, follow the Indians to
their mountain stronghold, and yet he was

' r aware that the Sioux, in small bands, had

harasssdthe settlements and forts exceeding-
ly dining his stay in the village.

Anion Yellow Hair discovered that the
warden were to march at dawn on the fol-
lo’WiilfdfiY, for. White Snake said to him:

,“ y b0 , I am going on 9. Ion and dan-
gerous , tomorrow,‘and shou I not re-
turn remember thatryou are as my own son,
my Mgrfand that one day you' must be
chief-'05 in my stead, for no war-
riordmwsayyim nay; - . ,

“’Now go and bid the head chiefs to meet
 at the grand Medicine
W, to hold»; secret council."

The .boy demrtedwonrhls errand, and
hastily made the circuit of the tows, bid-

' mph-.hmd'ehiof do go to the edicine
go: at the appointed ho'ur to meet the
Whitefish. v ’ x r

My done this he darted back to his
own hopes, and told White Snake that ho
wished” 30st Little Thunder fishing on
theiimyspastiim the boys frequently in-

dulged in at night: r r
e permission was granted, and going to

the tapes of Little Thunder he bade him 0
up the river to where the Indians kept the r
I ponies at night in a corral, and await his

" coming. r . I -
ThenYellow Hair sped away like a deer
: in who" direction of the grand Medicine

Arriving near he went cautiously along
until he saw how” not sbserved, and then
he darted suddenly into. the deep shadow of
the large tepee. ,.

,Noxwuncil fire was et lighted within,
and all was dark‘ and si nt, for it was not

iyet time for the gathering of the chiefs to
r meet the White Snake. ‘
the tapes, never before dcsecratcd
by the: ofane foot of one not a chief, the
daring y thou considerably awed by his
surroundings,fe t about the interior until he
came to one of the stout lodge poles and up
this he clambered with the agility of a cat. ’
There was a circular opening, around the
pole, some twelve feet from the ground, and
throu h this Yellow Hair squeezed himself,
and ound above him another covering of
skins for the tepoe, which he had before 'ob-
served had a double roof, or mthcr was one
lodges“ over another, onlya‘ foot smallerin
size. Buspending himself in the hoop of the
inner roof, or covering, he quickly cut in the
upper,’ or' outerzone, half a dozen holes,
through which he slipped stout buckskin
Til; ends of these he tied securely together,
and then h:- swung. himself into them, one

)

passing as a swing under his breast, another
at the waist, and a third supending his feet.

Thus he hung, on ported by the stout
upper skin roof, an I nearly touching the,
under one, through which he out several
small holes, which would give him a view ‘of
the interior of the medicine tepee when the
council fire was lighted.

Hardly had he become comfortably, or ra-
tlwr securely, settled in his swings, when some
one entered the Medicine Lodge, and amome’nt
after a fire was lighted, and the smoke curled
upward and found egress through the holes
around the poles that supported the roof and
walls of Well—dressed skins of wild animals,
and nearly suffocated the boy in his secret
retreat.

But he smothered the cough that rose in
his throat and remained quiet, watching and
waitin to discover the secret for which he
had ris ed so much and plotted so well.

CHAPTER X.
rim sncnn'r COUNCIL.

Tnnouen the small slits in the lower cov-
ering of the lodge, Eddie Burgess, as soon as
he got the smoke out of his eyes and throat,
saw the gathering of the chiefs.

The fire had burned into a blue, so that
the smoke no longer troubled him, and one
by one the Indian leaders entered, and in
stately silence sat around the fire and took
out their ipes.

Present y the Medicine Chief entered and
threw some light pieces of wood upon the
fire, which at once flared up brightly, mak—
ing a blood—red flame. '

"The omen is cod, and we will leave a
red trail,” said #hite Snake calmly, as he
sawthe wood burning, and all around the
fire, twenty-two in number, gave a satisfac—
tory “Ugh!” in token of their pleasure.

“ Now, chiefs,” began White Snake, ris«
ing, and layin aside his pipe.

“I have as ed you here to tell you that
our traillleads to the village of our old foes,
the Pawnees.

“They have become a owerful tribe of
late, for their diflerent vi lages have come
together, and, under their chief, White Ea
gle, are rich in lponies,’ arms, pelts, lodges
and blankets, am we can crush them. ,. '

“They are the friends of the pale-faces,
too, and once We strike their village, we can
sweep on like a red torrent to the settlements
beyond, and make the‘waters of the Platte
crimson with the blood of our enemies.

“ To—morrow we strike the trail of war at
dawn, and if there is one chief here who dis—
sents, let him now speak.

Such was the speech of White Snake, the
rene ade chief, and it made Eddie Burgess
trem le' until he fairly shook the lodge, for
the course of the Sioux led them toward his
own home.

In diema he pictured his arcnts and
kindred slam and scalped, his ovcly home
burned, and nothinrr but dead bodies and de-
vastation left behin .

He had often seen the Pawnees come to his
father‘s house, and they were most friendly
with the whites, he knew. ‘

They had given him many a little present
in the past, had treated the palevfaces with
great kindness, and he knew that his father
respected and liked them exceedingly.

 

Snake was toward the settlements, and he
risked his life to discover the secret, deter-
mined to see what he could do to prevent a
sur rise and general massacre.

or some time he had noted the great pre—
parations being made to go on the war-path,
and to solve the secret as to where the blow
would fall was why the brave boy had re-

to do so, and again when
'ttle Thunder planned to aid

‘ I L  to the oplo he
nlrind

the (gponunit
Star yes and
him.

No, he woul
hated, excepting t e few who had

 

He had feared that the course of the White ‘

fused to escape when Big Thunder gave him;

 

 

 

 

 

to him, and find out the secret he longed to
know, and then he would ride on she“ and
give warning of the coming avalanche of
death and destruction. ,
For this reason he had gone to the Council

‘Lodge, and now the secret was known in

him and it brought horror to his heart, for
what if he should not be able to o ahead
and warn the threatened ones of t eir dan»

gert '

The thought was terrible, for before him
came the remembrance of the midnight mas—
sacre of Mr. Babbitt and his family, and the
horrors that he knew well the red Sioux had
perpetrated since.

CHAPTER XI.
A GENERAL sunmusn.

IN answer to the question of White Snake.
as to whether any of the chiefs dissented
from the proposed war-trail, Big ‘Thnnder
arose and said: ‘ ' =

“The White Snake has chosen well.

“ His eyes see far ahead.

"The awnees are our foes, and should
fall before our braves, and their lodges be set.
on fire.

“But thd pale-faces are also our enemies;
they are richer than the Pawnees; they
should die under our tomahswks; and ct,
if we go to the Pawuec vi first, our w ite
foes ma escape, or be To to“ meet us, so
letthe‘ bite Snake lead half the warriors
against the Pawnees, and the Big Thunder
will take his band u on the settlements, and
we can meet at the ort of- the soldier braves
and strike them, too." ‘ ‘

There were nods of assent to this, but
White Snake again arose and said:

“ The Big T under forgets that our Paw-
nee foes number many wanders, and that‘the
whites are all well-armed, and can” fall
quickly, while the soldiers at the fort, wi
their bi horse-guns, can ride like thewind
to attac us. . - ' * ‘

' “No, let us has our thousand braves to-
ther, strike the nwnee village, leave it in
mas; and the‘wailing of women and chil-
dren behind us, at the scalps we carry atom
bclts, and then dash on to the settlements.

“ There we can get binder, and frin e our
very le gin swith scu ps, and then, whi e the
Big Tgun er, with half our braves, comes
on to our village with the booty,- the White
Snake will attack the pale-face fort,102 the

soldiers will he of! hunting for us,~a'nd we

can wipe it oil from the face of the prairie,»
as few men will be there to guard it." » . .

“ What say the chiefs?" ’ x , ‘_

There was a general nod all around-A the
fire, and Big Thunder said, calmlyz, -  “ '

“The White Snake speaks wise words.

" We will do as he says.” » «

Hardly had the words left his lips when,
suddenly, the roof of skins shook violently,
and, with a startled cry, Eddie Burgess fell
upon the head and shoulders of WhiteSnake,-
knocking him down.

The buckskin thongs had torn out with his
weight, and the hoop around the pole, which
he had aspcd to save himself, also gave
way, an down into the midst of the council
he went, greatly to the fright and surprise of
not only himself, but of the assembled chiefs,
who had never anticipated an invasiOn of the

’ sacred lodge, and especially from above.

A score of knives at once flashed in as
many hands, and in an instant the daring
boy would have been slain had not the
White Snake, struggling to his feet after the
shock, grasped him in one arm, while he
cried: ' \ - ' -

“Back, Chiefs! the boy 8 11 die, but not ‘
by your knives.“ < ' ’ ‘

CHAPTER Xll.  T ‘

connnmn ;
THAT Eddie Burgess was frightened, there
is no room‘ for doubt, attire most unfortunate
and rouseitnation in which «he found
himself: but he bad-all the stolen] manner of

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yellow Hair,:;the Boy'Cliief‘ of the Pawneos. . - '7

 

an Indian from his association with
them, and bold] fee the "alternative,
though his heart uttered painfully.

It was evident that the chiefs liked not the
g;otection at once given the boy by Whlte
._ eke, though there was one exce thn, and
iméflafied himself by the side of die, and
‘sai ,1 calmly: ,

“Big Thunder says with the Winte Snake,
that this is not the time to kill the boy of the
pais—faces.

“ Let us wait.”

" But why wait, when the pale-face, whom
Wu loved and trusted, has entered the secret
Council Lodge?

“ is he. a spy?

“ Or does e seek to become a chief in wis-
dom before he has cast ed the years of a
pappoose?” and Flyin Feather glanced
around upon the crowd or reply, but more
particularly let his gaze fall 11 11 White

nake, who answered, in his low, eep tones:

“ The White Snake is no coward to spare
one he loves, and he says that the boy shall
die; but let him think over his crime until
our return from the war-trail, and then, when
we have our scalpdance, our people may see
how the Sioux chiefs punish one who invades
the Council Lod e.”

“ The White nakerspeaks wisely, and we
can wait.

" Let the pale-face boy be taken to the
Guard Lodge and there ke t until our war-
trail has ended,” said Big hunder; and the
nod of assent came from all, and poor Eddie
Eves led away, feeling terribly blue at his

ate.

The one who took him to the Guard Lodge
was Flyin Feather, a handsome young war-
rior, as a itious and vain as he could be to
rise to hi her rank, and also to win the love
of Star es, who had enough of the co-

uette in or nature to'pretend notto care
or her lover, though he was her preference
above all her other suitors.

As he passed through the village with Ed-
die, securely bound, he went by the lodge of
the Medicine Chief, which, like the council
and rd tepees, and that of White Snake,
s some distance in art from the others.

Here he saw Stkarv es, seadted beffre her
te upon a pant er-s ' an busy eepin
o the musketoss with a fan of her owg

e. ,
” Whom has the Feather as prisoner?” said
Star Eyes, for in the darkness she did not re-
miss the boy upon the other side of the
youn chief. ‘ ‘ ~» .
" 'Ighe Yellow Hair, and he has been caught
listening to the councils of the chiefs in the
Mgdicinfi labodge.” t h ‘ f t . h
tar sprun oereeinarm,
while sheycrie : g ‘

“That means he must die by torture of
the worst kind!“

" Theater Eyes has spoken, " was the an:
swer, with more admiration and thought of
the maiden than for the boy and his fate.

“When?” she asked. - ’
"When the braves return from the war-
trail they start on at dawn.”

” SYzou carry him to the Guard Lodge?"

4: 88.”

The maiden .made no reply, but walked
alon with Flying Feather and his prisoner
unti the Guard Lodge was reached

There was always kept there a warrior,
who acted as sentry, and under his charge
the boy was placed by. the chief, with orders
to keep him there until the return from the
war-trail.

Then the young chief and the maiden
walked away together, leavmg 'e to his
own sad reflections, and bound hand and
foot, lying upon a bear-robe. - ‘

 

CHAPTER XIII.
a snow at run hm.

Foaoarrmo his dan are, his sorrows ‘and
his mierings, Eddie urgess had sunk to

fish at the corral u

 

sleep, when he was aroused suddenly by a
heavy fall.

He half rose to his feet, as far as the
thongs would permit, and saw laying across
the opening of the tepee the dark form of a
warrior.

The next moment there glided into the

lodge one whom he quickly recognized.

It was Star Eyes.

Bending over the prostrate warrior, who
had been half asleep standin on guard, she
bound him with wonderful exterity and ex-
pedition, and then fastened across his mouth,
as a ag, bands of stout buckskin.

“ ow come with the Star Eyes, who would
not see the Yellow Hair die," said the maid-
en, in a low, earnest tone, and, as she spoke
she severed the thongs from the feet and
hands of the prisoner.

“ The Star Eyes has been good to me; but
gouble will come to her for it,” said Yellow

air.

“No, the Runner saw not whodealt the

blow, and he is only stunned.

“When the sun rises and another guard
comes, the Runner will be well again, and
the Yellow Hair can be far away.

“The Star Eyes'has ready her own fleet
any, waiting in the valley at the Blue
‘ ck, and she bids the Yellow Hair fly like
the wind back to his own people, for here he
will die. - '

“ Nowlet him 0, for the warriors waited
not for the dawn, ut have gone on the war-
trail, and the village is quiet.”

The information that the band of warriors
had started already on the trail, caused
Eddie to start; but he knew that when ready
for a move the Indians seldom waited the
appointed time to depart, and so thought
nothing of it. v

That the Star E es suspected his inten-
tion to warn the w tes he did not believe;
but the bandhaving gone it was his du to
be 03, and knowing we that the maiden
had the fleetest and most Ion endurin vpony
in the village herd, he was ut too g ad to
take her at her word, and ride the animal,
the possession of which had caused many a
brave to en‘Vy her. » ‘ ~ ,

‘ “The Little Thunder waits for Yellow
I the valle ; will the
Star”Eyes seehim an ibid him arewell for
me?

“The Star Eyes will do as the Yellow
Hair wishes,” was the reply.

“Can the Yellow Hair do any favor for
the Star Eyes?" asked the boy. ‘

” The pale—face has spoken; for the Star
Eyes asks him, if ever the Flyin Feather is
the captive of his people, that 6 sets him
free, as the Yellow Hair is now bid 0.

“The Yellow Hair will remem r, and
bids the Star Eyes good-by,”

He held forth his hand and the maiden

grasped it warmly, and the boy turned away,

and taking up his weapons, which Star

Eges had brought him from his tepee, started I
0

at a rapid run.
He soon reached the spot where the In‘

dian girl had left her fleetest pony for him, -

and mounting him in haste set off in the
darkness, for the first time in his long cap-
tivity With real joy and ho a in his heart.
That he must get ahe of the Sioux he
well knew, and he made a detour to avoid
them, for he had learned the country Well,
and kept his pony. at a cantor until long after
the1 rifsin of the un, when he halted for rest
an
come oil? without a be of provisions which
she had hung to his dlc for him. ‘

 

CHAPTER XIV.
THE Punsurr. ,

THERE was great excitement in the Sioux
village, the morning after the departure of
the warriors upon the wangath, when the
discove wasmadethatthe aria pale-face
boy, who had attempted to hear (2 council

s

, for the Star Eyes had not let him,

 

of the hihaiefs, by invading the Heificine

, esca ~

The Indians were inafever heat anyhow,
at the departure of their best fightin raves
upon a dangerous trail, and when unner,
the red—skin ard, was found bound and
gagged, and With a gash in his head from a'
severe blow, they were almost wild. ‘

Runner had fully recovered his senses, but
he had been too firmly tied and ed to
even move 0r c out, and he seem most
hap y when relieved from his unpleasant
pr icament.

His stor wassoon told. ‘

Flyin eather had brought the boy cap-
tive to e lod‘ , and left him on a bear robe
securely boun .

, He had not felt it necessary to look at the
thongs that held the boy, and had believed
him sleeping, when there came a sudden blow
upon his head, and he knew no more until
he returned to consciousness and found the
boy gone, and himself in durance vile; 4» ;
hat Yellow Hair had freed himself of iIris
thongs and dealt the blow, no one, exoegting
the Star Eyes and Little Thunder, don ted

* and that he had taken the swiftest horse in I

the village herd, on which to make his cs-
cape, proved that he meant not to be retaken
if he could prevent it. I ., a 
At first it was decided to send a rfiimer
after White Snake" and make known 
cape of the pale-face boy; but this the 
cine Chief would-not permit, ashe the
warriors must have nothing oin- their minds
otlésr ttlilan lilieworkm .  

‘ ut eo chiefo ascoreo y’ofin
braves to mount the {lamest horses, and fog
low on the trail of me daring 
five. i, . ' . i I,  ’ L ,

Claiming that Yellow Hair had taken” Ber
horse, Star Eyes said she woulddalso‘ ' -

pany the pursuing party,.at least- for ,a short I

distance, and she called upon Little Thunder
to mount his pony and go with her, to serve
as an escort, should she return alone.

The Medicine Chief, her father, demurred

at this, but the maiden was ii
score of young bucks» _ ,
Indian girl on boy in their  - '

The trail of Star Eyes’s ponvaasuindly
followed, owing to ‘a peculiarity of his'vhoofs,
which were exceedingly narrow; and st :31.
lop the pursuars went on in“  ’ e,
twenty miles ahead, the fugitive wslr was
sleeping in a cliliimp g: cotltéonwoodsl, hi
pony was regs ,n 'mse upon uxurinnt
grass and restingllgimself at the sauna time.

Yellow Hair was certainly very much fa
tigued, for he slept late into the afternoon,
and awoke with arstart. 1 ’ > ' 5 “i

rm, andthe

His pony had enjoyed an, grassy "tensile /

his stomach‘s content, and was standing'in
an attitude of deep attention and gazing out
upon the prairie. ~ ~ 

Instantly Eddi‘ Burgess followed 
a 017 B". '

rection of the mustang’s gaze, and
caped his lips as he aw a number of

‘ men approaching thetimber, and not a, quar-

ter of a mile distant.
From the position of the sun in the western

sky he lmew that he had slept for hoursfbut '

congratulated himself upon awakening in
time to escape his pursuers, for their act ons
prolved that they were following upon
trai . ' * *

Had he bee; in doubt“ the warriors; he
recogmzed' as, ioux rom e vill
also saw in their midst Star Eyes 3556 Little
Thunder. ‘ T 

” I know what the have come for. 3 '

“Itistosave mei Iamcau ht.) .

“But they’ll not catch 1118,; reckom for
my horse is fresh as a daisy and theirs are,

{filled and show that they have them ‘

d.” , .

So sayin , the b0 saddled B' ' toot, as
Star Eyes‘fiad named her horse; , ed his
rifle and traps, 8nd,,mounting,"rodeloutsof
thetimber just as the Sioux oarfiein good
range. . .

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and he 5

 

 

    

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There were, several rifles and muskets
men the party, and, recoglnizing the boy,
they reid upon him, while 1; ey gave vent to
wild ye 1s. ,

Finding that the bullets whistled unpleas-
antly near, Eddie gave Birdfoot the rein, and
away he went. like an arrow across the prairie.

In vain did the Indians urge on their tired
horses, for. Birdfoot was fresh, and had he
not been, there was no animal among those
on his trail that could equal him in speed and
endurance,

The bo well knew that the rifle he carried
would hi 1 at the distance he was from the
Sioux; but he cared not to fire upon those
amon whom he had dwelt so long, and, be-
sides,ghc would not have risked a shot for
fear of killing either Star Eyes or Little
Thunder. , i

' , Keeping out of ran e, Yellow Huir held on
his way until ni ht fe l, and, when it was too
dark to be seen, 18 turned square off to the
left and waited upon the rairie until the
. hoof-falls of the ponies to (1 him they had
passed on. , .
Then he set ofi in a gallop upon a course
,.that.he knew led .him by the shortest route to
the Pawnee camp.
 , ,.Hc had ridden only a. few mileswhen he
suddenly dashed upon a camp on the prairie.
 campfires had, been lighted, and men
,,  well-trained horses were all lying
.:.dawn.to ether,,hi.dden. in the deep. grass.
,. ,; 131mm,  comm, ‘ g had brought scores of
j . , , brew“ and. oniesto their feet, or themed
I ' been WfltQ ‘ hiacpiping, and, ashewhecled
1 4 3 in digginbdaifi; startalin ursuit. '
f ,- , e , , dbock'he. card wild yells. and
" A row, A ' , [of scores inhot,chase,
H r and ' en e'knew that he had run upon the
- warrifrs 9! White ducks, and that his only
"‘ in) ay mtg: speed of the animal he rode,

 

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pa
, or upon open prairie there was no
’ , _ .dHAPTER Xv.

in w ,1_ AW IN THE DARK-

. .. ITEM s5cruolsi htto see a thousand war-
riors painted in 9, the hideousnoss of sav-
age hate, and. thirsting forthe life of one

.3“ ‘

, ‘ , ” , r  sw not who he was, for little they
. I .  r {Yellow Hair had escaped from
' 9 V,» mthfu , nurd; but they deemed him a
19%;; , so gfit to,kill him ere he should
>  7 A the,  among the settlements that
.r '. .~ ', , .g,‘ , geforrie of Siouxwere on the war-path.
' r t _  flew Birdfoot, urgedhsrd by his boy
.  , pundhotly. after came the hiring line of
’. .efvage horsemen, and it emed b t n ques-
‘ - ‘t 01;“? 1girdurazl.lr‘i§;a, fog-lav dr

, f , V . a ,’ co, not op those ani-
rv p0ng his truck as readily as he had
: , , , e

in

the afiifrnoon' th {1 Birdf
' o wen , ye boy at that oot
,‘ ‘ Vcoii‘ld iuhgold, earlier several hours, and he
shouted with delight as a distant line of tim—
be’); broke the horizon, for once in the wood-
land, he felt sure of dropping his foes.
, [Nearer and nearer he came to the dark
'v ’ .. line, and his heart best high with hope, for
. White Snake had made his braves so well
'pick their horses that the held their own
well with the fiamons Bird oot.
At st the woods were but half a mile
away, and hincing backward, the boy saw
that one 0 his pursuers had dropped the
others behind and was positively gaining
upon him.
I The rider was an a snow-white animal, and
I r " the boy muttered: ’ ,
.‘v‘, , _ , f‘Itisthe
' v t , horse which he ca, tnred in his last raid.
'. “ e alwa a, said the horse could. beat
. , Blrdfoot, an hcfs about right. '.
, , “On, pony,.or I’ll lose my scalfgret, and
' if ,1 do, many, more will go, for ear im-
x..portanttldings.ff . ,.
As thou ‘ understitpding the words of his
youthful

 

 

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’s horse, tired '

pruning party that had come upon him, hi ht. , r
‘ gn times of mortal ril we think with

White Snake upon his new.

 

 the BoyéOhier of,  hummus. K

Birdfoot exerted himself tremendously, and
for a moment seemed to hold his own with
the white horse on his track; but the eflfort
did not last long, and seemed to tire the
mustang the more, for not only did his pace
decrease and the white gain more rapidly,
but scvcral others of the band drew nearer.

It was a critical and fearful moment for
the boy, for the woods were further away
from him thanwerc his foes.

“ I could kill the Snake; but he was kind
to me and did save my life, and I won‘t,” be
muttered.

“But I’ll drop the next mun, though," he
continued, and he brought his rifle round.

But suddenly he peered more closely at
the one he intended to fire upon, and said:

“ The Flying Feather rides :1 spotted mus»
tang, and I can see spots on that one, so I’ll
keep my word to Star Eyes and let him off.

“But the next must go."

Again he peered earnestly at the horse that
was third in the race, and again he hesitated,
while he said: ,

“Big Thunder rides a cream-colored pony,
ariifd that may be old Thunder, and ill let him
0

“ But here goes for number four, n0 mat-
ter who it is."

As he s oke, his rifle flushed, and a wild
war-cry f0 owed and he saw the fourth horse—
man from him fall heavily from his saddle.

A furious chorusof war-cries followed the
shot, and they caused Yellow flair to lash

irdfoot savage] , and, snorting with pain,
the animal bounded on for a few paces with
renewed s eed. .

But it did not last, and still his pursuers
gained rapidly. . ,

“ They won’t shoot me because they wish
to kill me b torture, and the , think they've
got me, an I don’t know ut what they
think right," he grim] added.

A few more boun s and the staggering
Birdfoot was in the shadow of the timber.

But so were his pursuers, or at least half a.

dozen of them. with hundreds more stretch-~

ing a, mile back. and the white horse not a
dozen lengths behind him.

To dodge was impossible, and all the boy
could do was to hold on his way.

But suddenly before him he heard a. roar,
find there, almost beneath the feet of his
horse, was a deep abyss.

He knew at a glance that he was on the
verge of a. precipice, and that the river lay a
hundred feet below, and he remembered
hearing the warriors tell of that very spot.

He could rein Birdfoot buck and save him-
selfqthe fearful leap; but he knew that death
would soon follow.

No, it was certain death to be taken, and it
seemed as sure death to go over that dizzy

lightning rapidity, an at once did Eddie
Burgess decide upon his course.

ll; would take the leap.

Did his horse falter, he would spring from
him and take the leap alone.

But the animal was blind with fatigue, and

only rushed onward. urged by the lush, and ‘

even his instinct so benumbed that he failed
to recognize the danger ahead. '

The next instant, in 'im silence, Yellow
Hair saw the precipice oneath the forefoot
of his horse, and then the animal bounded
forth into the air, seemed to be poised for a
moment, and then went downward with fear-
ful velocity, while a wild, terrified shriek
burst from the doomed horse.

 

CHAPTER XVI.
MAK'rNo USE or A non.

Evnn in the mortal peril of his descent
the breve be had glanced over his shoulder
to see 1! White Snake and his warriors, un-

. mindful of danger, took the fearful leap in

the dark over the precipice. ,,
Butthe hasty glance showed him that they

- though all was as silent as the

 

had drawn suddenly up, and he knew that
he went alone into the (lurk depths below
him, and which perhaps might be the depths
of death. 7 ' «

In fact, he had no hope that it would prove
otherwise.

Bracing himself as well as he could, he
clung to his horse, and thou h the animal
turned twice over, he never le 1; his seat.

Then, feet first, Birdfoot went downward,
clearing the air like an arrow, and, with u
report that echoed like the explosion of It
cannon, struck the water and sunk beneath
the flood.

1n the shock that followed the boy 10st
hold of his trusty rifle, and the waters toro
from him his bow and quiver of arrows.

But he felt that he was safe, that he was
not hurt, and yet know that Birdfoot had
been killed, for not a struggle did the noble
animal make in the waters. .

Risin to the surface, Eddie struck out for
the bang opposite to the precipice, and soon
gained it. ,

Seating himself, he began to ponder ovu-

his miraculous escape, and wonder what was ‘

best for him to do, when the voices of the
Sioux on the clifi told him that they believed
him dead, and hence felt no further anxiety
on his account.

Listening to their conversation, he dis—
covered that they intended to go into camp
in the timber, and distinctly heard White
Snake's deep tones give the orderto stake
the ponies out upon the prairie, and set half
a dozen guards over them. ,

“Aha! only half a dozen guards over :1
thousand nies!‘ r

“Well, guess there’s no need of my go-
ing on foot t ie rest of the way to the settle—
ments," muttered, the boy,.trinmphently, and
at once he entered the stream again and
swam for the other shore.

It was difficult to find a landing, as the
rocks were like walls, but after going down—
stresm for some dismncerhfirgained electing,

as ominously as he co clnmbered up
the steep bunk; , '

At last he reached the woodland above.
and knew that the Indian camp was near,
I grave, and.
not wishing to attract attention, they had not
built a. single fire.

The last straggler had come in, it seemed.
and Yellow Hair at once set. aboutthc duty
before him. . . '

Making a detour on the prairie, he soon
came in sight of the mum-mus ponies resting
and feeding after their 1 un. '

To ap roach the herd and not be seen by

the watc ful sentinels, he knew was next to.

impossible, should 'he go in an upright posi-
tion.

But throwing himself upon his face, he be-
gun to cree throu h the tall grass.

As noise essly a most as a snake he corr

tinned his way, until suddenly he saw a dark

obgect near him.
t was a pony feeding, and he knew h:-

was within the line of sentinelS, and.iu the

midst of the herd.

Creeping still further, he suddenly stood
up], an saw around him numerous ponies,
w o e ed him curiously as he went near
them, ut showed no dread 0f him.

' From one part of the herd to the other he
went boldly, for he did not anticipate being
seen there by the sentinels, and every horse
was critically examined.

It was cvrdent that he was searching for
some particular animal, for whenever he saw
a white horse, up to him he went and scruti-
nized him closely.

“ This firm ing Feather‘s horse, and he’ll r

do, if I can't nd the Snake‘s," he muttered,

which told the secret of his carefnlrsearch.
At last, near the edge of the timber, he

came upon the coveted steed, and examined

him most closely, to see that there could be

no doubt. l

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‘ lay the saddle and bridle of the renegade

chief. -

Quickly saddling. the animal, he pulled up
the pin and moved slowly through the herd
toward the outer edge. »

Arriving near where he thought a sentinel
must be, the cunning boy did not boldly
push out upon the prairie, but staking out

.the white once more, he pulled up a lariat
‘ pin of a pony near by, and drove him toward
the open prairie.

Almost instantly he was headed oil by a

third, who arose from the grass, and catch-
ing him, again drove the luriat stake into the
ground.

Going some distance up the line, he again
turned a pony loose, and this one was also
driven back by the guard.

‘ Then he knew just the distance apart the
sentinels were, and he went back and led the
white to a spot half-way between them.

L in down once more in the rass, he
gr as y edged out of the line, is in the
white steed, who leisiirnly browsed song,
and at last felt that he had passed through

wrthoutattracting the attention of the Indian ,
rds, who were fully a hundred yards .

rom him.

But he did not urge the horse on until he
could himself no longer discern any of the
herd, and then he threw himself into the sad-
dle, and could hardly suppress a cry of joy.

But though he had escaped, and had a
good horse under him; he knew that he had
a [on ride before him, and that he was un-
arm , excepting his knife, his lpistol having
been lost in his leap over the cl' .

But Eddie Burgess was no boy to despair,
and with a bold heart lie-turned the head of
his horse toward the settlements.

CHAPTER XVII.
mam FATE.

Dammit? to lose no time- in his prur-
gose to warn the Pawnee village of their

anger, and through their runners to spread
the news through the settlements and forts,
Eddie Burgess kept the noble White animal
he bestrode at a stead ' and rapid gallop.

His life among the ndianshadtaught him
well howto shape his course by the stars,
and he held steadily for the eastward with
perfect confidence that he was going right.

His horse, although he had been pushed
hard by White Snake in the chase after
Bil-dfoot, did not seem to showtatigue, and
little cared ‘for the weight upon his back in
comparison with the two hundred pounds of
the chief. ' ‘

“The Snake was right in saying this was
the fastest animal on the miries," said
Eddie, more and more pleas with the cap—
ture he had so darineg made.

“ I can stand the hunger if the white will
only stand the journey, and he can have
plenty to eat and drin " the young rider
said, as was his wont, talking aloud to him-
self.

And it certainly looked as though the white
home would stand the ride well, for when
the sun rose, and he had been for five hours
on the way without a halt, he still! kept up
his seemingly untiring lope, that threw be-
hind him seven miles to the hour as regularly
as clock-werk.

Shortly after sunrise Yellow Hair halted
in some timber. Where was a cool stream and

 

plenty of grass, both of which White Snake,
as the boy named the horse, entity enjoyed,
and only one of which he 0 d in ulge in.

He viewed the animal almost envioust as
he saw him cropping t1“? julc grass, for he
had not eaten anything Since _ mornin be—
fore, excepting a piece of cried b alo-
mt he had munched in ins ght.

Remembering his long sleep of the pre-
vious day, which had so nearly cost him his
life, he would not permit himself totake
even a no , and walked about vi orously to
keep aw e while waiting for h 8 horse to
eat and rest.

 

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After two hours’ stop he mounted and once I
more pressed on in the same steady lope as ‘
before, and did not again halt until afternoon, l
when again he gave the faithful animal a l
rest. 3

At sunset, seeing no signs of pursuers ,1
across the prairie, he once, more drew rein in l
a small motto, and as he saw the enjoyment {
with which the animal partook of his food, i
and felt the gnawings of intense hunger in i
his stomach, he said, earnestly: l

“ I do wish I was a horse, or at least could i
eat grass." 

But he was not a horse, and could not eat ’
grass and was obliged to suifer on, while, 1
not daring to give. way to the drowsiness that !
possessed him, he a 'n rode on. 3

And all through t e long night he pressed 3
on, and at a pace that he knew must keep 5
him well in advance of the White Snake and
his band, and bring him the next morning in
the neighborhood of the Pawnee cam , from
what he knew of its locality through c talk-
ingzof the Sioux.

ut then, to his dismay, he be an to at
last see si s of failing in his noble orse.
lie slac tied his pacea little and it seemed
to help the animal, and mile after mile was
again left behind.

But it was evident that the horse was very
weary, and when, at dawn, a piece of timber
was reached, through which glided a cool,
crystal stream, its banks hidden beneath
luxuriant grassfthe horse bowed his tired
head and neither ate nor drank, Yellow Hair
became indeed alarmed for him.

Forgetting his own pangs of hunger, he
dismounted, stripped off the saddle, and
with bunches of grass roomed the animal
for an hour, and then 1 him to the stream.

Instantly he thrust his nostrils deep into
the cool waters and took a generous draught,
yet he seemed too tired yet to feed, and lay
down to rest his Wom~out limbs. " '

Yellow Hair watched him anxiously, and
then, to keep himself awake, he took a bath,
and while sitting down, (putting on his mocv
casins, for he was rigge out in full Indian
toigery, he fell fast asleep.

' waking with a start he wss‘onyhis feet in
an instant, and for a moment seemed bewil»
dered, for it was hard for him to collect his
worn-out, scattered senses; but catching si ht
of his horse near, no lon er lying down, ut
quietly feeding, he recal ed all, and thou h
unrefreshed by his nap, and suffering t y,
determinedto press on once more, or time
was most precious to 'him he well knew.

The faithful horse seemed to appreciate
fully “the boy's situation, and willingly sub-
mitted to being saddled. and again set out
with some show of his former style.

But he had gone too for, and been driven
too hard to keep it up for a great length of
time, and within an hour was again shuffling
along with head lowered.

But Yellow Hair felt that he could no
longer spare him, and kept him urged to his
utmost, until he left the prairie and entered
upon rolling woodland.

,Heiknew that the Pawnee camp could not
be many miles away, and longed to meet
some scout or hunter; but in vain he looked
and.1 hoped, for not a. human being was in
si t. ‘

or awhile the change‘from a level to hills
seemed to cause the horse to rally, as other
muscles besides those so long and steadily
used were brought into pla ; but it was a
spurt that soon gave out, an at last the ut-
terly worn-down animal could go no further,
and came to a halt.

“Well, ood horse, you have done our
best, and don’t believe another con do
what you have, so I’ll not force you further,"
and, so saying, Yellow Hair' took of the sad-
dle and bridle, and hagdging them on a limb
of a tlee near by, patt the animal aflectlbn-
ately, and, at a swinging. Indian trot, struck
ofl on foot, not st conqqu the adverse
circumstances t t beset his pat . i ,« '

 

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CHAPTER XVIII.
AN UNLOOKED-F‘OB FOE.

HABDLY had Yellow Hair gone fifty yards 2

from his horse, who was looking after him
wistfully, as though sorrowful at being dc-
serted as soon as he could do no more, when
he came to a sudden stop. '

And no wonder, for right in his pathway
he saw something he had little dreamed of
seeing, and enough to strike terror to the
heart of any man. ‘ ' i

It. was not one of White Snake's band that
had h‘caded him off, nor one of the score of
warriors that had been pursuing him.

Nor was it a human being.

On the contrary, it was a wild beast, and
one which the boy Well knew to be one of
the most dangerous animals to be met with
in the hills and mountains of the West.

It was a panther, with the glare of deviltry

‘in his eyes, as he crouched in the path of the

brave youth, and not ten paées from him.

It was an unexpected foe. and one to be
shunned unless most thoroughly armed, and
confident in one's own powers tomcat and
subdue an danger. '

But Ed ie Burgess, as I have said, was
armed only with his long knife, and he was a

boy about to face what few men dare meet _

in deadly combat. ‘. , . p
The panther crouched low, as fl: h pre-
paring fer the fatal leap, and dmg blur

self inch by inch nearer-his enemy, while he
lashed his tail nervously. , ; ‘ ‘

The boy knew that he dare not attempt to
retreat, ‘for that would at once bring on the
fi ht. ' ‘ a .

gYet he dared not meet the panther could’ii
be avoided. ‘ . -- ~ .I
Calml , even in the face of 'such'danger.

he rippe up his outer shirt of buck-skin, and- . '

wrapped it securely around his left arm.

Then he tightened his belt, and, with his ' , i
knife held in an iron gripe, marched boldly , ‘ ‘

upon the savage heart; a“ a ,
If m atrug 1e must come he would force

the fight 3 add bring it on at once, aiding

the "bidet“, best-he co ld. ‘ I
whe‘panther, somewhat awed at; the bold
approach of the youth, gave ground, but re»
treated backward, and  the nuns ner-'
vousl switched his tail.
Ye low Hair kept his
the beast, and seeing him slgup‘of
weakening advanced'sfillmore  " -
But the panther hail evidently met'human

fees before, and finding that the shethe exi- ‘
posted evidently, did not come, he halted, ,

and though Yellow Hair advanced: steadily
refused to mtrestfurther. r ‘
Most anxious to avoid, if in his
unequal combat, Eddie Burgess , the ef-
fect of a backward movement himself. '
It seemed just what the beast wanted, for

eyesuponvthnsaof‘ " '
show

ower, the _ *

with a savage'whine, he trotted (filmy to»
enemy.

'ward the youth, but halted when
again advanced. ’

Yet, advance “magnum, the boy could :  ’

drive him no further, and with the-Jame

reckless feeling that had urged him in every :

desperate danger of his life before, the dar—
ing boy at bay determined to at once solve
the doubt of who was to be tha‘uiaster, the
human or the brute.

With a ringing yell he sprung toward the ,

panther, which jumped lightly backward for,
a couple of bounds, then halted, crouched "

and gave the leap he had so long mediated. ,
Quick as a flash Eddie sprung aside, and

the panther missed his game and fell heavily, .

and deep into his back went the keen blade,
driven with a hand that meant to kill. ‘

It hit hard, but it did not kill, and, with A; ‘

terrific shriek of cumminng rage undpsin
the brute turned upon his foe. _
Instautl his jaws closed upon the buck-

stln bun ed arm, while another blow of the '

knife entered hisneck and caused him to re-
lease his hold of the arm End‘an at the

throat ofhis enetny.  "
But the boy was like lightning in his

 

    

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movemcnis, perfect] calm and full of nerve,

and again the shiel ed arm was caught in

the glitteriu teeth, which this time pierced
through to 6 bone.

But, without a wince at the pain, the
brave. outh again thrust his knife into the
red hi e, and the blood spurted in torrents
from the wound.

‘ But the cruel claws also tore gasth in the

. bread. and legs of the boy, and he felt that

. l the fight was indeed one to the death.

Buthe would not sa die, and his nerve
not leavin him, he took one savage bite, to
get a go thrust at the side of the brute,
and that thrust went home, for the blade cut
into the heart of the panther.

Down he dropped, dragging the boy after
him; but the jaws at once relaxed their gripe,
and the. human had triumphed over the
brute. '

’ Springing to his feet, Eddie Burgess felt
,the necessity of instantly doing something to
save his life, for he was bleeding freely from
a down gashes and bites.

His horse he saw had not moved even dur»

 

ing the struggle, and he knew that help there .

'was useless.
Runnin to the stream near by, he bathed
and boun ,up his wounds as well as 'he
. could, tostanch the flow of blood, and with
_, r a glance at the dead brute, again set forth in
 - . a trottoendeaver to reach the Pawnee vil-
lage before he fainted from weakness.
0n, on he went, almost blind with the ex-
' ertions he made to keep up, and the loss of
I / blood; but still determined, and at last, just
' as he felt that he could go no further, he
reached the top of a hill, and in the valley
below beheld hundreds of tepees spread out
4 before his eyes. .

CHAPTER XIX.
, -. I {ma WARNING. , I

Wrrn the proverbial laziness of Indians,
when not on the war-path, or hunting, the
Fairness were taking it very coolly in. their

,villzge, and little dreaming of danger.

The squaws ware busy gossiping, for In-
dian women-even are camps, and the chil-
dren Were working bar or in playing games,
than ever would to earn a livin , while
the warriors lolled about in the s e, some
asleep, others smoking, man gambling, for
inveterate gamblers are red-s ins, and a few

drubbing up their weapons.

‘ Noguardswere kept over the village, for
the Pawnees were at with the le-

:_ ' faces, and they little resided danger tom
either Cheyenne or Sioux, their natural foes,

5 so near the white settlements and the big
forts,

The Indian children were the first to make
the discovery that a strange looking being
was coming into the village. ,

, .Dismayed at his a pearance, for ho was
covered with blood rom head to foot, and
his clothes were in tatters, they fled, n»! this
«mused the squaws to discover the cum-c.

Instantly their ‘wild chattering made the

' warriors understand that something of an
“unusual nature was oing on, and wakin up
and arousing themse vcs from their smo ring

‘ and gambling, they saw a mere boy coming
toward the tepecs at a staggering trot.

lie. wore no head-dress, was a pale-face,
though tanned to the hue of an Indian al-
most; had long golden hair, unkempt and

" ~ L tangled, and his face was scarred and bleed-

" ing, his breast severely torn, his leggins in
‘ tatters, and his leftnrm hanging limp at his

side and verel mangled, it seemed.

“ls ' to Eagle’s village of Paw-
' nees‘lf’; . . i A

' . The uestion came hastil from the lips of

Eddie urgess, and was ad seed to half a

hundrcd‘warriors whom be confronted.
“The e-face boy speaks slunght," said

7 . an old at, andthen he added: ' ' ~

. ’. . ‘fThe'Whits Eagle is here.” -

‘ ijhsn call your warriors to defend their

Village, Millpond runners to the pale—face

 

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 Hair, the-BOY Chiefgof the Pawness.

forts and settlements, for White Snake, and,
oh] so many of his Sioux bruvesnre coming
on the trail to attack you.”

The words fell like a thunderbolt upon the
Indians, and It hundred questions were put
in a breath.

But they fell upon ears that heard not, for
the brave b0 had at last succumde to the
odds against im, and fainted.

But he had iven the warning, and White
Eagle, the he chief, was no man to slight
it, even from the lips of :l paleface boy.

CHAPTER XX.

. "rm: .mnmu.

THE Indians certainly are naturally good
surgeons and medicincuncn, for there are
few wounds they cannot heal, unless fatal,
and their knowledge of curative herbs is
something wonderful.

They soon discovered that the wounds re-
ceivcd by Eddie Burgess were from the teeth
and claws of a wild beast, and not, as they
had first believed, from an encounter with a
human being.

ll: dantl White Eagle sent the youth in
111“ care 0 his head medicine-man, who was
most aplpropriately known as Pain Killer,
and he resst the wounds with a skill that
would have been an instructive lesson to a
hospital surgeon, and soon restored his pa-
tient to consciousness.

The bag _ ard face and deep-sunken eyes of
the boy a so told the skilled man of herbs
that there was something else than the
wounds the matter with his patient, and a

uestiou or \two soon got at the truth that
t 8 youth was nearly starved and half dead
for want of sleep.

At once he had a nutritious dish, or rather
gourd, of Indian meal pre ared, and gave it
to/the boy, who ate it 'l , and then told
his story to the Medicine iof and White
Eagle, who had been sent for.

“ I have sent my young men to the forts
and settlements, to give the warning you
have given me, and my warriors are all ready
for the battle, and the squaws and children
in safety,” said White Eagle. ,

“What number of warriors have you?”
asked Eddie Bur ess.

“Four hundr ." ~ ‘

“They will be swupt away if they meet
the Sioux on the open plain here,” was the
cool remark of the boy, and seeing the as-
tonishment of the. two chiefs, he continued:

"The White Snake is a white renegade
chief, and knows well how to fight his
braves.

“Besides, helias a thousand picked war-
riors and ponies with him. "

“And how far awn. is the White Snake
now?" anxiously asks White Eagle:

Yellow Hair told him where he- had left
the Sioux, and at what hour, and the Pew.
nces ave a sigh of relief, for they knew
that, trough the boy had made marvelous
time, it would yet be hours, perha s not un-
til the following day, before the Sioux could
possibly arrive.

But White Eagle was most nervous. for he

 

1knew well that few soldiers were at the forts,

and many of the settlers had gone down into
Kansas for cattle, to replace those lost in for.
mcr raids of the Sioux. ,

All told they could not, Pawnecs'aud pale-
faces, bring as large a force into the fight as
could the White Snake, and he. frankly told
the boy so. ’

“ Then use strategy, and meet them on
safer terms," said the precocious youth.

“ How?"

It was an exclamation and question both,
and Eddie Burgess answered it with;

“ Back in the hills, before I met the pan-
ther, I passed throu rh a canyon where the
Pawnees can ambus the Sioux, and that
will make you equal." \

White Eagle was a sat chief, but he was
willing to lam: to even from a boy,
and he jumped at the idea, and when Eddie

 

   

Burgess boldly said he would go with [new
and join in the fight, he called his warriors ran
around him and explained the plan of battle,  g
and half an heur after the four hundred land
Pawnee braves were on the way to the place
of ambush. , l H
Though strengthened by the food he had me
eaten, and with his wounds well dressed,

Eddie Burgess suflcrcd greatly; but he bore than
it with a grin, and mounted on a m and.
rode side b side with the head chief. lind'

After aride of two leagues the came to ,th a
the scene of the panther fight, an the war- I To
riors gazed upon the boy with renewed ad— lint}
Iniration when they looked upon the dead “19g
brute. ind t

As nervy as his boy rider, the white horse
had also rallied, and was feeding quietly  He

  
 
  
  
  
   
 
  
     
 
 
   
  
   
  
 
  
   
  
   
 
    
 

when they rode up, and knowin the value md t
of the animal, Eddie at- once seized upon him ‘ior I!
again. ' age, (

Half a mile further on they came to the IPOII
canyon of which Yellow Hair had spoken as .‘0 3W‘
the place for an ambush, and White Eagle at Whirl‘
once saw its strong points, and soon had his lefig‘e,
braves in their proper places, ready for the ‘ ' ls

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T111

lree
.en ill
un in

1 Wit]
he ran
ion,“
,Duld 1

coming fray, for he knew that the Sioux
could not approach the Pawnee villageuex—
cept through that pass, unless they made a
circuit of many miles around, and first struck
the settlements, which the youth insisted he
was certain White Snake would not do.

As soon as he had taken 11 his situation,
which was next to the chic , Yellow Hair
laid down upon 2‘. blanket spread for him by
White Eagle, 2w at once ‘ sunk into a deep fave 6
sleep. ' 131' “13

And while he slept the day passed, the sun ‘_HaVi
set, and yet no sign was visible of the com to“ I

ing‘Sioux. ' d th‘
hen darkness came on, and trusty scouts lawn“
were sent ofi on the rairie to see if any 43“.
‘tidings could be of their foes. , ought
Slowléjthe hours passed, and, utterly pros~ ‘ 9 9i
trated, die Burgess slept on and midnight Ted ‘11
came. - at on.

bus to
s Alrem
l follov

{War

One, tWO, three hours more went by, and
then several dark forms were visible comin
at a rapid pace. , ~

They were the scouts returning, and their
re ort confirmed the warninglgrought by the
page-face boy, for they said t whole ‘prd'rie y
seemed covered with mounted Sioux. ‘ , lard
- Instantly all the Pawnees were on the alert, f3» 3’1
Eddie Burgess was amused, and then all: The
watched and waited. a, 1“ Word

They had not long to wait, for soon a dark, F513“
compact mass apgeared in sight, and it was i Le“
seen that White nake had gathered in his . 0 h
stragglers, and all came in solid column to
dash upon the Pawnee village, which they
little knew were anxiously expecting them.
- Nearer and nearer came the Sioux, riding:
ten abreast, and with White Snake, E530“ the
Thunder and Flying Feather in advance, id“? th
Yellow Hair whispered to White Eagle: rough e

“Let those in advance pass through the 1fth
ambush before on ive the signal.” -. The J

The old chic nod ed assent, and the thch M m z:
Sioux leaders had gotten entirely through thel heart
can on, when, above the tramp of many {People
1100 s, arose one Ion , loud wancry, and ital, Let. h
echoes were drowne in the rattle of many n Obey
rifles, while hundreds of deadly arrows were "10 Will
poured u on the crowded mass of horsemen trail 0
with f 111 effect. » a 8-”

 
  
  
  
 
 
 
  
  

CHAPTER'XXI.
ms: BOY cums. .
WHITE SNAKE was not a second in di .1118 .
covering that he had been cau ‘ht in his ow mug t<
trap, and that it was a case of the intend 0 had :
biterbein bitten. '  e“In
The we 1 delivered volley of the Pawneesl
led him to believe that these were wh
troops ambushing him, and as to the £0: ITHE I!

 

  
 

was no time to find out. .
How his intended raid had been discove
was like a miracle to him, for he had

that o osed him, he had no means of jud . W35,
ing, an , unable to return blow for blow, tlm "3 33%
h - r 9.11
fiot on
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renowned, the, Boy Chief of the Pawneos. ‘ r ‘

 

'lon as rapid] as horseflesh and human endur-
 co him.
. utoertain it was he had been expected,
land the welcome he received, caused many a.
{Sioux and ny to go down in the dust.
} His quicfioeye, however, noted that there
Q’Vurc some two hundred warriors near him
1 hat he could call on, and then came the
death-heap, next a huddled mass of horses
and riders, not knowing which way to turn,
hnd further on some who had not entered
' lhc ambush.
i To cut his we back was impossible over
that. hes, of d beasts and men, and to run
Ill‘}, gant et of the gelling fire from the sides
ind tops of thevcanyon would be but to rush
to certain death.
 He therefore determined 11 on one thing,
and that was to rally around him every war-
"ior he could and ush on to the Pawnee vil-
age, do there his eadl work, and mounted
e lpon what fresh anima 3 they could pick up
8 30 swoop down upon the settlements like a
m Whirlwind, and at least gain the joy of re-
,s ten e, if he did fail in the expedition.
Le ‘7 is ringing war-cry at once brought every
x warrior near him to his side, and awa the
. arin renegade chief dashed, with ull
a . hree undred braves at his back, and suc
,k ien as Big Thunder and Flying Feather to
,9 un  the command of them.
. With horror the Pawnees saw the move of

 

of force as possible, so dispatched small
hands on either side of the canyon, to show
themselves upon the hills, that the Sioux out
on the prairie might think they had a large
number to attack.

It was evident that those who had retreated
out of the ambush, were considerably non-
plused by their defeat, and were alarmed for
the safety of the White Snake, and their com—
rades Whom they had seen follow him at his
ringing call. ‘

I ad the can on not been blocked up with
half a liundredy horses and three-score dead,
with mag wounded, they would boldly have
attempt to charge through, and rejoin the
White Snake, in whose presence they seemed
to feel was their safety.

But the leaders who were left over them,
saw the madness of this move, and they could
but stand and talk, while their tired nies
got the rest and food they so much nee ed.

But, Worst of all, as soon as the day grew
bright, the infuriated Sioux were forced to
stand and see the Pawnees descend by scores

, from the sides of the can on, and begin the,

to them, pleasing duty 0 scalping their dead
and wounded foes, at the same time bestow-
ing upon the latter all kinds of torture which
Indian cruelty could dictate.

To drive them from their red work, the

Sioux quickly mounted their ponies, and,

came forward at a gallop, as though intend-

Afteralong nightofwaiting,thedm
again broke, and a about of triumph arose
from every Pawnee brave who gawd 01
upon thegprairie, for nowhere was there visi-
be 23. Sioux, other thanthedeadintheean—
on.

y But mingling with the triumphant war—
cries, soon after came the wailing of sorrow
for upon returning to the valley where had
been their fine village, they found only ashes
and the dead carcasses of braves, women,
children, ponies and d , for the Sioux had
shown no mercy to ' d or beast.

Huddled together 0 the hillside, buryi
their scalpless dead, ere the women an
children who had escapedthe massacre, while
White le and his gallant warriors were
far away, allowing close on the trail of their
enemies, who, with the venom of hatred, had
swooped down upon the settlement, spread-
i death and desolation in their trail. ‘

t was bad enough, all knew, from the old’
est warrior down to the pappoose ; but that it
would have been far worse, and none left to
tell the tale, had it not been for Yellow Hair
all {gull realized, Iand almost awe en
mar respecttere-‘nsgazedu
their Boy Chief, and not one was there 3‘1:
raised a dissenting voice to the honor oon~
ferred upon a pale~faoe boy, for they deemed
that he had well won his rank, and he had
showin himself in every way fitted to com-

11,

u, re renegade chief, and surmised his inten-
d, on,mth true Indian cunning; but what
,y oqu they do to prevent it, for, did they
8p ave their ambush, there was a larger num—

v er than their own left to oppose them.
the ambush the

ing to break through the canyon, or to attack
the stronfghold.

But a ew jumps carried the loating Paw-
nees back to their retreats, an with savage
. yells the Sioux swooped round and retreated
to the prairie once more, while the red work

man . _

Two da passed away, and rallying from
their grie , the Pawnees were putting up new
indies an rebuilding th ' when
has upon the desolate scene, wearfi, mm
and stern-faced, came White Eag the

an _Having fallen back out o
m- oux showed, no desire to retreat further, again was renewed in the canyon. remnant of his band.

d thus their determined stand kept the Thus several hours awa , and anx- But over the aadfaoes suddenly loamed
n8 wnees at bay as it was. ) iousl had the Paymeea listens. to the ;hot mal' nt joy, for in the midst of 8 PM!-
yny But, unable to stand. the any , of the fighting being we _ in the direction of their nee ves were a score of ca five Sioux, the

rought that his  woul be given. to two most prominent being B g Thunder and o

{18 lage, and won erfid what the end would

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gm Bred and scalped, _Wlnte Eagle determined Torvard noon an, Indian courier ived utg White Snake, with his usual luck, had
. at once press on in chase of those who had with news for Yellbw Hair, the Boy 'ef, led his warriorson their redtmil endeared

no to strike the deadly blow.

M and he came from White E
mg s‘Already was the command upon his lips al

rle‘.
. 1 He had a sad story to te 1 of the fury of
follow 111111,. when he.was checked by Yel- White Snake against the village, the mesa-
le'n. 'gv‘v‘Hair, who cried quickly: ore of many squaws and children, the burn-
- 4 If r you retreat with your warriors from in of tepees, and then the fierce fight that
me tour position here, you leave the 5 un- fo owed when White Eagle and his braves

insafet ,andnone dare follow him to his
moun fastnesaee. , y

 

CHAPTER XXIII. ,
run OAPTXVE cnrnrs. /"
Tnoucn not of a serious nature, the

rded, and the Sioux yonder wi pursue
en . n. and you will be between two fires.
‘fi The pale-face is a pappoose warrior, and
. , words are Wisdom; but what is the White
“k, hgleto do?” v
was i Let the White Eagle give quiet orders to
his 1?. 0f Ills braves here to silently retreat to
n to 1r ponies, and pursue the Sioux, while the
they ‘der stay here to defend this pass, and
m. back those fees onder."
ding; he hand of the te Eagle fell heavily
Bi 9011 the shoulder of the lad, who. winced
ider the pain the stroke causedto shoot
i$311311 every wound, while he fairly hissed
l the L 2 ,
E The pale-face he shall be a Pawnee
three luf In my tribe, for ' words are wise, and
h the emis as brave as any warrior among
many People.
id its: Let. him remain here, and my warriors
many in Obe. him as their chief, and the White
were "19 W1 ride on with half of his braves on
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'1 1101191‘ an importance thrust so suddenly

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5 ow "mg to defeat the cunning of the Sioux
and r 0 retreated to a distance, and were

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e to: THE RED rm‘iL on THE BEBPEN’I‘.

I ud . “‘9, 'n 11 ht rapidly, when the
w? the ’e Ew' is {gwo hundred‘braves de-

w "l; determined to make as great a show

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: an the Boy Chief, whose apthorlty '
0v 110‘ one of the remaining warriors dia-

came up. .

They had forced the retreat of the Sioux,
it Was true, but not until the saddest of red
scenes had been left behind them, and the
Pawnees, from the true aim of their foes,
were so crippled by the loss of their ponies,
the had not force enough to pursue and
see reven e.

The White Eagle bagged the Boy Chief, if
he thoughltrproper, to send him on the ponies
of the wa ors under his command, and as
many braves as he dared spare him.

Instantly Yellow Hair ordered fifty war-
riors to go to, the aid of White Eagle, and to
caer With them any pony capable of doing
goo work in chasin the retreating Sioux.

The red-skins on t e prairie also heard the '

firing at the Pawnee village, and grow most
nervous, for they knew their desperate chief,
White Snake, was having it hot and fierce,
and they were unable to go to his aid.

But when the firing ot further and fur—
ther away, and it was eVident that their com—
rades were retreating, perhaps flying in hot

haste before vastly inferior numbers, they .

suddenly mounted their ponies, and just as
darkness came on moved slowly toward the
canyon as though to makes last, desperate
attack. a _
But in vain the Pawnees waited, peer-in ’
through the darkness, as the time passed
away and no attack was be , until, to re
lieve the suspense, Yellow air sent out sev-
eral good scouts, and before long triumphant
war-crieswsreiheard out on the prairies.
They canie, too, from the throats of Paw-
nee warriors, and before long it was known
that the Sioux had retreated, and, wore than

far away across the prairie.

wounds of Yellow Hair were
and he was glad enough to get rest in a new-
ly-erected te , and be under the eqaecial
care of the edicine Chief of the village. ,

His years of captivitynamong the Sioux
had made him as much dian as ,
and he ke the Pawneetongue we enough
when a ittle boy to pick it up after afew
da 3’ practice. ’

is life among the Sioux White Eagle had

made'known to his braves, and it at once
was spread over the vi
celerity that apiece of news of an interesting
kind will travel in a civilized community,
for many of the habits of barbarism.are
strangély alike to those of civilization. ,

If .ellow Hair had wanted a hunting-
shirt and‘pair of leggings when he camoto

long, for all the maidens of the tribe vied
with each other in making for» him all kinds
of apparel from the finest dressed skins, and
the young braves erected for their Boy Chief
a tepee that even surpassed that of White
Ea e himself)
. he Pawnees werenot a people tobe crush»
ed by misfortunes, and their village, rapidly
fiewin size and beauty under industrious
nds, while their grief for their dead was
mitigated in a great measure b the consoln~
tion of anticipated revenge, ,w ch to them
warm ruli passion.
They h _
a score of closely-guarded Sioux cap vea,
.among whom were two. great chiefs, whm

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with,.the same“

the Pawnee village, he did not have that need .

taken many scalps, and th had

they were kee ing for a state occasiom when .
he put to death hymn! f

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wire

‘ «are more terrible than even lndiandcviltry
 refinement of cruelty had ever concocted
‘fbetbre.

’ The‘occasion of state was to be when the
village was wholly rebuilt, and there was to
be held a trium hant scalp-dance, which was
td'be followed y the exercises in which the
Sioux prisoners were to be the unfortunate
participants.

' Of two of those prisoners the Boy Chief
often thou ht, and he conntd over and over
in his min as to what course he would pur-
sue in regard to them.

For the others he did not care, but. for Big
Thunder and Flying Feather he did care.

Not but that he knew they both richly
deserved death, but he had taken a great
fancy to the stem-faced old chief after his ef-
visa to set'him free, and he had iven his

ledge to Star Eyes that her lover s ould not

ie, if in his power to save him.

’ But how to save them was the question.

AB soon as he felt himself again, the Boy
"Chief dressed in his finest toggery and sallied
forth to visit the prisoners. ' r ’

3" He found the rank of the two chiefs recog-
‘ Md even by their foes,‘ for they were cen-
‘ilned in a tepee togethei', while their braves
3t‘v'e're kept in a log pen not far distant, and
Securely bound as well as imprisoned.
~9 'Dnrin'g their intimacy with the whites the
Pawneeshad learned some of their methods
of acting toward prisoners, and some of the
'lig‘htéfingfired‘ braves having stolen several
pause: { andcuffs, these had been devoted
5th the  ofiBig Thunder and Flying Feath-
er, 'm’liere‘ common rawhide thongs served
- fox-the t‘i‘ioux warriors. ’ ‘

Ascertaining from the two weeks gharding
the tepee* of the chiefs, that they could not
speak ‘or understand a word of Sioux, to
save “their scraps, the Boy Chief suddenly
astounded the prisoners by appearing before

thenfigitlghthe single ejaculat on.
t; 1“. w , “

'  utter-led both Big Thunder and
‘Feat’her n chorus, and net how it
was at they saw him bolero hem, when
they believedmimfar aWflyvin their village,
was'what th‘e' wishedgto now.
nYelloly'diairsmiled” blhndly upon them,
“and " 3th Sioux:  '
F“ e lWiiite'Snake left his two best chiefs
fidifi." ’ ‘ ' ' i
'r‘ “me, White Snake fought like the Bad
’ S ' {but  could not save us," said ‘Big'
,der, and though he was consumed with
c ’ ols'lty, he woul not ask what Yellow
was doing in the Pawnee camp, and
dressed as "ay as an Indian (landfly.

.‘f ,Well, 31o White Snake has, ed back to
his Village, and the walling of his children
and We of squaws will welcome him, for

' fiileft my braves behind him,”' said Eddie

x’."' H:

“Burgess, unconscious] ' assuming the pom-
‘ pious manner of spea 'ng,almost hab tual
* with th'efiioux. ‘

“The flio'ux ‘s uawn know what it is to
 and the l on! children to wall for
do braves who die in battle, and go to the
happy hunting grOunds of their people," said

11

Fly, Feather, calmly?

" all what says the Big Thunder and
Flying feather, w en i tell them that they
are to he tortured'to death?

“ Will they be as ln‘nvc then as when in

, battle?" , , , , , ,
'“ The Flying Feather thought the Yellow

Hair [was a pale-face, but he’ finds him a

Pfiwfnee." contemptuoust said the young

0 1e. ' ,

f‘ Yes;_the Yellow Hair is a Pawnee chief,
; for he it’was Who warned the vill
oqmin of the. White Snake, and sent word

to the [arts and settlement. ,

‘ 9011} the Yellow Hair has not forgotten
 of.the Sioux, though he lived
film on“; them.

‘ j , e’hds.remg1hbered‘in darkness and in

'an‘dho escaped all danger, even when

5‘ houssnd Sioux were on hi»- track, and he

  

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went over the cliff into the river to warn the
'Pawnees of their danger. V

“It was the Yellow IIair that bade the
White Eagle with his few warriors to fight
the Sioux in the canyon, and the Pawnecs
now call him chief.

“ Now the Big Thunder and Flying Feath-
er can be all that the Yellow Hair is.

“ He has a pale face, but he loves revenge
against those who killed and scalped those
he loved, and took him into captivity."

Eddie Burgess spoke rapidly and earnest-
ly, and when he ceased, neither of the two
chiefs uttered a word; but ,it was evident
that their thoughts were bus .

For some time a silence fell upon all three
and then the Boy Chief said:

“ The Yellow Hair has not forgotten What
he owes the Bi Thunder, nor that he has
promised that t e Flying Feather shall not
die, if in his power to prevent it, and he will
not see them die.

“Their braves must die by torture, but
the Big Thunder and Flying Feather shall
return to their eople and tell that the Yel-
cart.”

The two Sioux smiled doubtingly; but
Yellow Hair went- on:

“ To-ni t let them listen to the. cry of the
phippowi , and be ready, for they shall be

ree."
Bi Thunder silently held up his manacled
handle; but the Boy 0 ief said simply, as he
turned away: I 4
_“ The Yellow Hair has spoken, and his

tongue is not. crooked.”

 

CHAPTER XXIV.
rim wnrrrowrn’s CALL.

IN spite of the stoicism of their nature's,
and the training of years, and which they
had been subjected to from childhood, never
to betray by emotion, or expression, a
thought or eeling within their brain or
hearts, both Big Thunder and Flying
Feather were certainly nervous as darkness
came on. v -

The words of Yellow Hair had raised

high their hopes; but then came the doubt
that he mi ht be trifling with them, simply
to add to t eir torture; ‘
_ Big Thunder knew far better than did the
younger chief, that Yellow Hair really had
cause, to befriend him; but he kept this
secret to himself. , '

But Flying Feather had not been made a
confidant by Star Eyes, and knew no mo-
tive why Yellow Hair should save him from
death. ’

Not knowin that Star Eyes had rescued
the youth, an exacted a pledge from him
not to let' him, Flying Feather, die, if he
could revent it, he was therefore by far
more 5 ’eptica-l about believing in the ro—
mise of] the Boy Chief, than was ig

under. .

He had fought moat bravely and lost, and
being at ca tive to his foes, he was deter-
mined to die bravely, and meet unflinching-
l y every torture that might be inflicted upon
him.

lie was voung, ambitious; loved, in the
full intensity of his nature, the beautiful
Star Eyes, and Indian though he was the
future had looked bright to him.

But now all was lost in loom; but die as
he mi ht his foes should now that. he. do.-
scrve the name he had won’ of chief.

Big Thunder on the contrary was old, and
revenge upon his foes andllove for his son,
were all he cared for in life.

No torture could wring from him a cry of
pain or a groan, and he felt that he could

show Pawnee braves how to die.

But still he liked not such an end,‘ and
hoped that the tongue of the B0 Chief would
" indeed proven not crook by acts that
did not belie his words. '

In silence and outward calmness the two
chiefs sat in the darkness, not a quiver show-

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ing their inward emotion, as "the time flitted
by and no call of the whippowil was heard.

In front of their tcpce, as the flap fluttered
in the breeze, the could see their Pawnee
guards, standing like statues, and apparently

istening to the sounds of voices that floated
up from the village, for its denizens were not
yet lost in slumber.

As the night grew older suddenly the two
captch .chicfs, in s itcof their iron nerves,
started, for afar o ' was heard the whippo‘
wil‘s call. .

But not a sound escaped their lips, though
their ears were strained to hear it a sin, and
know if their senses had deceived t em.

A ain it was heard, and nearer.

“ 'ghl" grunth Rip; Thunder.

“ Ugh!" echoed L lyuig Feather, and these
grunts meant as much as though they had
spoken a dozen words.

In silence and still as bronze statues they
listened. ‘ i “

Then for the third time came the call of
the sad-noted night-bird.

It was nearer, too, to the tepee.

Still and outward] . calm they remained,
until suddenly a slig t sound was heard at
the back of the tepee.

What it was they did not know, but listen-
ing more attentively, they discovered it to be
the noise made in cutting through cloth, for
their tepee was an army tent, which the
Pawnees had gotten possession of in the un-
accountable way in which Indians get to be
prgirietors of many thing’s even to scalps.

lancing at the rear Wa of the large tent,
the two captives suddenly saw a dark object
relieved a inst the canvas, and their eagle-
like eyes etected the head and shoulders of
a human bein thrust slowly in the aperture
cut in the white wall. ‘

Then it came further in until a whole form
up cared. .

till no, word was uttered, and the mfiteri
ous intruder grasped the hand of Big un-
der and drewvl‘nm toward the-.0 ening, si»
igntly motioning to Flying fea‘t r to fol-

w. '

Hampered as they were with manaéles and
iron chains, it was no easy task; but soon, out
through’ the opening Went first the old chief,
then t e young one,'and Yellow Hair, for he
it was, cautiously followed, closin
tear he had made in the canvas wal , so that
it would not attract the sentinel's eyes, should
he walk around the‘ tepee. V
_ The tent was on the side of a hill, and
doWn this the Boy Chief led the ca ti’vesrun-
til they reached a spot in the shadow of a
clump of timber. ' 4 ' ,

Here he halted, and drawin a ' ece of
wire from his pocket, he quic ’ y u astened
themanacles, and Big Thunder on Flying
Feather wore no longer inning chains.

Motioning to them to ring their irons, he
led the way into the‘dense timber, and never
halted until he had gone half a mile.

“Here are good onies and armsfor the
Big Thunder and F ying Feather.

“ Let them mount and turn the heads of
their horses toward the village of their peo~

le, and let them not linger, for, with the
day the Pawnees will be on their trail."

‘ The Yellow Hair has made the heart of
the Big Thunder glad, and his Sioux brother
shall know that he saved the life of his fa-
ther,“ said the old chief, with considerable
feeling. ' . '

“ Yes, the Flying Feather thanks the Yel-
low Hair, who is a Pawnee chief with the
heart of a 81011sz but what of my braves?"
remarked Flying Feather. »

“ The Yellow Hair promised not to save
them. . ' _

“ They are Sioux warriors and must meet
their fate.”  g ‘ ,

“ Let the Big Thunderand Flyingreather
carry their chains tothe first deepstream
and cast them in, that suspicion of aidng
their escape may not fell upon any one in the
Pawnee Village.

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U Go and tell the Star Eyes and Little
Thunder that the Yellow Hair sends them his
heart, while to the White Snake say that the
Boy Chief of the Pawnees will yet even ehis
lust cruel massacre of pale-faces an the
merge pf the White Eagle’s tribe.

u o I”

There was no scnlimcnt in either of the
rhiefs to cause them to wish to be tortured
to death with their less fortunate .Warl'iors,
and knowing that time was life With them,
'they hastily obeyed the bidding of the Boy
(‘hicf and rode away.

As the Boy Chief was retracing his wa
quietly and cautiOusly to his tecpee, a ta
form suddenly rose up before him.

Although taken unuwurns, the outh was
ready to meets foe in the twink ing of an
eye, and said, quickly:

“ Iam Yellow Hair, the Boy Chief.

“ Who is it that stands in my path?"

" The Yellow Hair should know Pateka,”
was the calm repl .

The Boy Chief new well that Pateka was
one of the young warriors who was ealous
of his influence and reputation, and w om he
felthsd only waited an opportunity to be his
pronouncsd foe.

What Patcka knew of 'where he had been
and what doing he could not tell, and yet the
bold, manner of the Indian in confronting
him as he did, gave him the idea that he had
seen his apparent treache to the Pawnees.

If this was the case he ew that he was
lost, nndhe was determined that he would
rind out jubt what the redskin did know.

So he said, calmly: .

" The Yellow Hair does know Patekn, and
he would psk himwhy he crawls like a snake
in his path?“

” Does the Yellow Hair fear Pateka?” con-
ternptuously,asked the Indian.

“As he would a snake who would hide,
and, unseen, strike at him in the dark, he
fears Pateka,” was the reply of Yellow Hair.

The Indian dropped his hand quickly upon

his knife, and answered:
“ Does the pale-face pappoose chief call
Parka a snake?” .

nfuriated at the red-skin, and seeing that
his intention seemed to be to force a quarrel
with him, and even a combat, Yellowjlair
said sternhze:

“Yes,
heart. .

“ He has been dogging the steps of Yellow
Hair." A

“And he has eyes," was the laconic reply
of the Indian. ‘- r

“ He dare not tell what he has seen,” said
Eddie Burgess. ..

” Pateka will tell the chiefs in council all
that his eyes saw, and. he will speak smu ht
when he . tells them that the Yellow air
trembles before Pateko." .

This was too much for the Boy Chief, and
quick as a flash he sprung upon the Indian,
und ere he could revent had him b the
throat and his [hen over his heart wit the

is a snake with an evil spirit

[knife grasped firmly in it.

“ Now what says Pateka?"

“ l’nteka will meet the Yellow Hair with
ill): knife," said the Indian, anxidus to shake
off the gripe and begin fa fight on fairer
terms for him, than being taken by surprise
as he was. . u "'* C‘ n

“ I. will meet him, Said thede Chief,

“ Then let Pateka go for Faw ot, his
friend, and the YGHOW H3” for on’ “of his
red brothers, that they may see which is the
snake and the coward, the Ted'flkint or the
pale-face.” .

The Boy Chief at once sawthroug the in.
tention 0f the cunning Indian 1 deter-
mined to thwart it.

Could he fiat witnesses to the com v, then
he could to 8 known what he he 1309‘?-
ered, and even though he killed the Iii-8km.
he would hit" his revenge in dyin 27ml the

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bring disgrace upon him.

 

“ No, the Yellow Hair does. not fear to l
fight alone. ‘-

“ Let Pateka come.”

“Where would the Yellow Hair go?"

“ To yonder valley.”

" Why not here?”

" Pateka is a fool, for the Yellow Hair is
no bird to go into a trap, led by an Indian
who hates him.”

“ Pateka will not go alone with the Yellow
Hair!” "

“ Pateka shall, Or the Yellow Hair will kill
him nowi"

The Indian knew that he was at the mercy
of the Boy Chief, for he had his knife pressed
over his heart, and his left hand rasped the
red-skin’s scalpin -knife in his elt, so that
he was wholl in is power.

Did he cal out to alarm the village, then
he knew he would be branded as a coward,
no matter what fate would befall the Boy
Chief.

Outwitled, out-In‘un’d, and caught in his
own trap, he had ut one alternative, and
moved away as the Boy Chief led him.

Reaching a quiet nook, and where the hills
surrounding would break any sound of the
combat, the Boy Chief said:

, “ Now let Pateka repare to die, if he can-
not kill the Yellow air.” -
lle released his gri on the Indian as he
spoke, and at once ateka seized his knife
and sprung upon him like a panther on his

prey. ,
In the darkness the quick eye of the Bo
Chief saw the savage thrust the Indian ma 6
at him, and parried the blade‘skillfully, while

he ressed him hard.

ateka had been considered a marvel in a
knife encounter, and he believed he would be
able to master the Boy Chief.

He had seen just enough of his acts that
night to suspect he was treacherous. and
could he rove it on him and conquer the
famous youn chief, he would become a
great warrior 'mseli‘. ,

But there had not been more than a dozen
passes made with the knives when the red-
skin knew he had more than his matchto
deal with.

But he entered with desperation into the
fight, and tried all in his power to either dis-
arm or kill his enem .

Seeing that the In ion was in deadly earn-
est, the Boy Chief put out all his strength
and skill, and runmn in on him, seized is
knife hand withhis l , bent him backward,
and sent his own blade to the hilt in his
breast. - v .

Quickly the blow was repeated, and then
he smothered the death-cry of the young
brave with his hand, and held him in his
powerful and firm gripe until he knew the
end had come.

Then he dropped him upon the earth, and
left, him a corpse.

Then Yellow Hair regained, unseen, his
tepee, and in the mornin when the escape
of theSiouxwas discusseg and the body of
Pateka was found, the most innocent-looking
of all who heard the dire tidings was the
Boiy Chief. *

‘earful of the escape of the rest of their
prisoners, White Eagle, after ordering a large
number of braves in pursuit of the fugitives,
commanded that the Sioux be brought forth
for torture, and the sickening scenes that fol»
lowed, my pen cannot describe, kind reader.

CHAPTER XXV. .

run nor cnmr's nun. . i _

WHEN it was wholly in his power to re- 9
turn to his home, Eddie Burgess seemed in '
no great hurry to do so, but devoted himself
thoroughly to the tube which had ado ted
him as its chief, second only to White agle
in wer.’
ith the spirit and talent he .had shown
from earliest boyhood, he 0 zed all the
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that they could accomplish all t at older

warriors could, and even more, and drilled
them into a discipline thatwas as strict as
that of a regiment. -

Having gotten his band complete, and to
number two hundred and fifty, he suddenly
left the Pawnee village, givin out that he
would be absent for a few wee . ,

Then, straight to his old home he went,
and who can picture the joyous welcome he
received from those who loved him so dew
votcdly, and who had long believed him
dead.

“Brother Charlie?” was almost his fil‘bt
question.

All knOWn of him was that a white boy
was said to be living in a village of the Dag
Soldier Sioux, with other captives, and it
was believed and hoped that it was Charlie,
as a scout had seen him since the massacre
of the Babbitt family; but could‘tell nothing
as to the fate of Ed 'e to them who so anxi-
sou ht for news. _ ., ~
toofielieve it is Charlie, and I have of
late been devoting my energies to one put-V
pose, and that is, to make, amid into the Inn,
disn country with a band of trusty braves at
my back, and rescue Charlie or die,” said
the young chief, firmly. ‘

In vain did those who loved him try to
diva-made him from his purpose, for he was
determined, and, after a short stay at home
he returned to the Pawnee village. .

To the delight of his fait ul band or
young braves he led them to the settlement,
where each one was 6 rugged with a repeat-
ing rifle, revolvers an lie, and then re
turnin to their they began the work
of dri ing, until they became proficient in
the use of the'r firearms. ‘

At last the Boy Chief seemed “rifled with
his band of braves, and one ni ht they 1::
teriously left campfitgoing none w whit
outside of the fait ul few.

Splendidly mounted and armed, the Boy
Chief, with his fearless three hundred, accused
to dread no danger, and straight into the
country of the hostile, Sioux he Wm. ,

One ni ht, when within a few miles of the
villa e o the Dog Soldier Sioux, whom he
song t, and while resting preparatory to at,
tacking the camp at dawn, he was startled
by seem a Pawnee brave approach, accom-
panied y a tall, fine-looking young
whoi tlfiough clad as an Indian, WWW
a pa e— ace. - I

One look of the two intoeach other’svfneea, .
and they sprung forwst and>grasped hands“
while two names were spoken with immune

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feelin . ’

“Efidifliu ‘ . r. ‘r )-

“ Charlie 1"

For some moments neither spoke, and ,
then one said: ' ->

"You the chief of this Pawnee band?” 

“Yes, Charlie, and you?” ‘ - . e

' “0h! mmm‘agapmngbm Smnx'
since we on y  , ‘ team ,

“ I saw your camp, arouse,an heard ‘
the Pawnee tongue, and aw I was safe, so
called out to your Indian sentinel in hismn.
torgue, and he led me to his chief, whom, I «
fin to be my brother. ‘ .

“ Oh, Eddie! what have we not gone
through Since that fearful night of mas-
sacre. ’

Then the Boy Chief told his strange story
to his brother, and midnight having come
round the Pawnees moved on to attack the
Sioux village, Charlie acting as guide. -

At break of day they dashed in u on their

ousl

ifoes, and the surprise was compete; and

the work of death equally so, , for the
Pawnees wreaked a fearful revenge for many
past offenses which they had sufiered at the
hands of their foes.

In all thisraidthedaring oftheBoy Chief
won for him the
his own braves, on his skill as a commander

rendered himgan object of hatred and terror, (r

to his fees. *
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in person, he saw u horseman suddenly dis— '

mount near a' ' am, seize a muffled form
in his arms, an bounding back upon his
mustang dash away‘at full speed.

There was something familiar to the Boy
Chief, inthe general appearance of the In-
dian, and after pressing on hard to get a
better look at him, he cried aloud:

“ltis the White Snake, and now comes
.mggzrn for revenge. and the settlement of
do outstanding between us."

 

CHAPTER XXV].
TRAILING A SNAKE.

TEE horseman in advance was not very
bug in discoverin that he Was pursued, and
that he teeogniz his pursuer seemed evi-

dent from the manner in which he urged his
horse on; lashinv him furiously and cruelly
at every  and keeping his 5 urred
heels massed continually aghinst his nks.

a 0 ing a warrior to him, the Boy Chief
bade him rid'o‘by his side while he‘ gave him
directions what to do, and also sent word to
his brother Charlie’that he ’had gone off on
the trail of their bitter-est foe.

I . then, having observed the direction taken
, by White Snake, Yellow Hair dashed on in

, P'I‘o his he saw that his horso'was mak-
i rAsple time, and it was notvery long
hours Whit’ovpfinnke  made this dis
covery, (hr he once moi-e'pressed hisyhorse
most crdelly. ‘ 7

*thie animal was tired was very evi-

dent, and ‘yet he did all in‘his’power for

master, in spite’of his carrying a‘ double
_“What can that villain have there, that
he will not» it! to savé himself, forywith-
out'the extra his horse could nearly
hold his own‘with mine: aim, at any rate,
could lead me further away from my braves
whammy.”  ’ ’ it
' Mhnlf'a mile the'Boy Chief then rode
in silence, hisi piercing eyes fastened upon
what the White Snskocarriod‘before him.
.‘4, es,” he said, as tho h at last con<
vinoed, H'I am sure that is a man being he
carries. ~ “
“l‘Hs a young girl, of course, and yet,
am the more anxious to
bringthat wretch tobsy.” ' - ‘ ,
discharge now was continued more hot) ,
sssoonsstheBoyChiefwasassuredthst e
weren‘t for a life'to save from the fiend
in human he know so weur
’Beetn' that'his pursuer was gaining, the
White nake drew his knife fromhis belt
and drove it again into the back of his horse,

sometimes forcing it an inch in depth.
— Wed

with pain the noble animal did

increase his s d, and held the, vantage thus
Edned’for o” rt while over the Boy Chief's
orse. ’

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or a art, or r
rm, assembledand fell. ’ v 836'
 Snake, as nimble as a panther,
caught on his feet and tried to save the one

I  he carried in his arms from the shock of the

’fall. I .
. But the weight was too great for; him and
bore him flat on his face, and, before he

g could rise to his feet, he felt the muzzle of a
revolver to his ear, and heard the words in]

the Well-known voice bf Yellow Hair: ,
“Surrender! and surrender quick, or I’ll

 

CHAPTER ,XXVI l .
‘ TAKING THE omens.
Ins ite of the warning werds, cre he re-
plied White Snake glanced'around him.
He hoped for succor, trusted that some one
of’hioband might be in sight, upon whom he

, could call for aid.

Bothy accident he had 'tahen's course
awhkahhadcarrlodhima from 51111 of

" ,smr’ from his fugitive d. sho he
used aid. ' -

 

‘ The land was rolling and he could not see
far in an direction, and yet he did not, in
s ite of his great danger, yield, as the Boy

'ef demanded;

“'lpeak quick, sir, or I tire.”

“ here is but one thing I can say."

“Then say it.“

“What do on wish me to as ‘l" and the
White Snake s stubbornness to d the Boy
Chief that he was ߤhting for time, in hope
that some fugitive ioux might come in that
direction.

“ Do you surrender?

“ What if I do not?"

” I will kill you."

“ Then I surrender."

“ Now, sir, who have you there?”

“I surrendered myself, not my booty,”
was the dogged repli.e

“That appears to ‘ human booty.”

“ it matters not to you what or who it is.”

“It does, for I might save some poor being
from death, or a fate even worse, ’said the
Boy Chief,‘ firmly. , ‘ ’

“ 0h, save me from hint!”

Yellow Hair started, for it was evident the
appeal was made to him, and it was in a
vorce strangel sweet, in spite of the tremb-
ling'and fear in the tones.

“ I will save you," he said firmly.

But, as he spoke he sprung backward, and
ust 1:ivroided the sudden Spring of the White
on e. ‘ '

Confident that he had seized :1 moment
when he had the Boy Chief in his power, and
from being 05 his rd, through the appeal
to him for succor, 3 had suddenly whipped
outia knife from his bosom and made the
8p}. no. .

Bu? Yellow Hair, under all circumstances,-

dsrd, and he
keen knife

had learned over to be on his
was quick enough to prevent t
from descending into his heart.

And moreover he was not idle, for as he
sprung backward he drew his revolver and
White Snake was again correred by the
threatening muzzle. ' i

The renegade had pistols, in his belt, but
he had emptied them in the fight, and they

‘ were next to useless now.

“White Snake, this will not do, and I
will end the ail'air by killin you as I would
a do ,” said the Boy Chic sternl , and his
revo ver again covered the heart 0 the rene-

e.
3 Whether White Snake understood the

character of the boy well enough to know he.

would not shoot him dowri in cold blood, or
not, is hard to tell, but he said earnest] ':
“No, it is not in you, Yellow Ha r, to
Lilian unarmed man.’
“ You have your knife.”
“ And you your revolvers." ‘
“True, that does not lesVe us on an even
footin ," -
“ I inew on would feel the justice of
that, Yellow sir." ' -

“But I have sworn to kill you, or be .

killed, White Snake, so I will place on
an equal footing‘ with me, and o the
chances.” ' .

” What chances?”

“ Whether you kill me Or not."

“ They'll be in my favor." v

“I’ll risk' them—there, take our stand by
that istol," and the Boy Chef tossed the
pisto of! some dozen paces.

“Now, I'll stand here, and, at a word we
will stoop, raise our revolvers from the

ound and begin firing, and one of us must

'e, as you know.”

White Snake would have dodged this al~
ternative; but he saw the outh would stand
no more trifling, and yiel ed to the terms.

He sought to try trickery, but the hawk
e as of Yellow Hair were, watching him too
0 ose, and he walked to the spot where lay
the revolver.

The two stood upright with the revolvers
lying at their feet and their eyes fixed upon
each other.

 

“New!” ‘

The word broke from the lips of the Boy
Chief, and quickly the two stooped, seized
their respective wea ns, and One shot fol»
lowed the other quic y. ‘- ‘

But the first weapon to flash was held in
the hand of the Boy Chief, and it sped true,
and cut through the broad breast of the
renegade into hlS heart.

For a moment he stood like a statue of

stone, gazing at the youth, and then he fell ’

dead in his tracks.

But the Boy Chief had also been hit,
though the wound was slight, having cut
throu h the flesh‘ on his left shoulder.

“ e meant it well," muttered the boy, and
then he' turned to the scrape lying some
paces distant, and which he knew he (1 a hu‘
man form, for from thence had come the
voice begging to him for safety.

To his surprise he found ‘a‘ lovely face
gazing into his own, and saw that it was a
maiden of scarce sixteen, with sunny hair
and sky-blue eyes, though 'her face was won
and white.” ‘

Her hands and feet wei‘e bound, and the
blanket wrapped around her ram held her

securelly. _ '

“ W o are you?" asked the youth in his

frank way. ‘ ’ ‘ ‘ ‘
“My home is far from here, and I was

the captive of that man, 'whmintended nub .

ing my father pay a heavy ransomfor me. '

“But you have saved me, so please'toll
me your name that I ma pray for on.”

“I am called Yellow air, the Igoy Chief
of the Pawnees." , ' . .  ‘

“ Your name suits you, and I have hwd
of you; but you are not an Indian, jof
course?” H W 7 '

“ Oh, no; not/by birth“; but I will tell you
all about it as we ride "back to: join my
braves, which I will do as soon as I have
buried that wretch." , ‘

The Boy Chief, so than ht the (mini girl,
was an adept at grave-mukfiig; for t'too 'n
a very short .time to place t e‘Wliite Blake
beneath the ground." ~ 1 ‘ i "

Then, placing the maiden on his horse, be
mounted the tired pony of the White Snake.
and in an hour’s time re'oined his'warriore.

With his prisoner, an a score of released
white captives, the Boy Chief set forth upon
his return, the belts of his braves heavy with
sea] , and, in killing Henry Buscomb, altos
Whit: Snake the Renegade, he felt that he
had fully even d the crimes committed by
the daringout aw against Mr. Babbitt ind

his family.

For a long time, wedded to smile, \life,
both the Boy Chief and his brother lived
among the Pawneeo, and though Eddie Bur-
gess has traveled extensively over the United

totes, and base ranch in Nebraska,me
ever anyof hisold band of braves meet
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Russia, By T. C. Herbaugh.

No. 23. Paul De Lacy, the French Benet Ohnmer; or, r
New York Boys in the Junglee. A Story of Adventure, Peril
_and Sport in Africa. ~ By C. Dunning Clerk.

24. The Sword; Prince: The Romantic Life of Colonel
Monster-y, (American Chempion-at-arms.) By Captain Fred.
Whittaker. ' '

25. Round the Camp Fire; or, Snow-Bound at “Freeze-
out Camp. ” A Tale of Roving Joe and his Hunter Pards. By
Joseph E. Badger, Jr. 1

28. Snow-Shoe Tom: or, New York Boys in the Wilderness.
A Narrative of Sport and Peril in Maine. ‘By T. C. Harbaugh.

27. Yellow! Hair, the Boy Chief of the inneee.
The Adventurous Career of. Eddie Burgess of Nebraska. By
Colonel Prentiss Ingraham.

28. The Chase of the Great White Stag and Camp
and Canoe. By C. Dunning Clark.

No. 29. The Fortune-Hunter; or, Roving Joe as Miner, Cow-

Boy, Trapper and Hunter. By A. H. Post. Ready June 28.

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No. 30. Walt Ferguson’s Cruise. A Tale of the Antarctic Sea.

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