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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 28, 1922)
RED OLOUD. NEBRASKA. OHDSF i Erskine Dale i I .iter lit t vi An JL J.Va1 rsr hy KiiWijr ', T 1 T cjonn Tox.cJr. vi I iterated by iPfef B" . " "w COPYRIGHT RY CHABlr.V SCRIRNER.S SONS SSSr EARLY MORN SYNOPSIS. To tlio Kentucky wlIilctiic.HH (inlpoHt cutiitnniidi'il by Jernino fc'amkTH, In tlio tlnio lmnic illntely prcccdliiK tlio Iluvolutlon, cnini-s a will to boy tltdiij; from a tribe of SlmwnccH by whom liu Imil been captured and ndoptrd as a son of the chief Knhtoo. Ho In kIvom fihi'ltcr and nttructH the favorable attention of Pave Ynnilcll, n lendor ninom? tlio settlers. The boy wariM his new frlrnils of tlio coining of 11 Sl.nwnco war party. Tlio fort la attached, and only saved by the timely appearance of a party of Vlrslnlatis, Tlio Iradcr of these In fntnlly wounded, but In bin dylnif momenta trcoKnlzen tlio fiiKltlvo youth an his Ron, At Hod Oaks, plantation on the Jnmcn river, Vir ginia, Colonel Dale's home, the boy appears with a message for tho colonel, who after rending It Intro duced the benrer to his daughter ltarbam ns hor cousin, ICrnklno Dale. Krsltlne meets two other couslui, Hnrry Pale and Hugh Wll loughby. Dueling rapiers on a wall at Hed Oaks nltract ICrslslnu's at tention, llo inltea his first fencing li'KHon from Hugh. Yiuidoll visits lied Oaks, At the county fair at Williamsburg Krsklne tnoets a south. Dane Orey, and there at uii'o in lacs 11 bitter nntngonlam be tween ilipin. Orey, In liquor, In Hiilts Krslilnc, and tho latter, for the moment nil Indlnn, draws his luilfe. Yandcll disarms him. Aslmmrd of hln conduct In tho nf fnlr with Orey, Krsklno leaves lied Oaks that night, to return to tho wilderness. Ynndell. with Harry and Hugh, who have been permit ted to visit tho Sanders fort, over tnlco him. At tho plantation the boy had left a nolo In which he gave tho propsrty, which Is his aa tho son of Colonel Dalo's older brother, to Durham. Tho party Is met by threo Shawnees, who bring news to Krsklno (whoso Indian name Is White Arrow) that his fos ter father. Knhtoo, Is dying and desires him to como to tho tribe and bocomo Its chief. After a brief visit to tho fort Krsklno goes to the tribe. CHAPTER VII Continued. On the Rcventli day lie was neuritis the village, where the side chief lay, nml when lie en tight sight of the tee jiees In a little crock bottom, ho llred his rlllo, nntl inittlnic Iflrelly Into a gallop nml with right liutitl high, swept Into the village. .Several bucks hail caught up bow or rllle at the report of the Kim and the clatter of hoofs, but their hands relaxed when they saw his sign of peace. The squaws gathered and there were Krunts of recoKtiltlon and KreetliiK when the boy pulled up In their midst. The Haps of " the chief's tent parted and bis foster mother started toward him with n sud den stream of tears and turned quick ly buck. The old chief's: keen black eyes wore watting for her and be upoke before she could open her lips: "White Arrow! It Is well. Here at once 1" KrMclne bad swung from his horse and followed. The old chief measured him from bend to foot slowly and his face Ri'ew content: "Show me the horse 1" The boy threw back the flaps of the tent nml with a gesture bade an In dian to lead Firefly to and fro. Tho liorse even thrust his beautiful head over his master's shoulder and looked within, snorting gently. Knhtoo waved dismissal: "You must ride north soon to carry the white wampum and n peace talk. And when you go you must hurry brick, lor .wncn the sun is iiiKhcst on the day after you return, my spirit will pass." And thereupon he turned bis face and went back Into sleep. Just before sunset rifleshots sound ed In tho distance the hunters were comtnK In and the nccompanyliiK whoops meant Krcat success. Knch of three bucks carried a deer over his shoulders, and foremost of the three wns Crooked I.lKhtnliiK. who barely paused when he saw Krsklno, and then with nn Insolent glare and grunt passed him and tosbcd his deer at the feet of the squaws. The boy's hand slipped toward the handle of his toma hawk, but some swift Instinct kept him still. The savage must have had good reason for such open defiance, for the lad began to feel that many others shared In his hostility and he begun to wonder and speculate. Quickly the feast was prepared and the boy ate apart his foster-mother bringing him food-tbut he could hear tho story of tho day's bunting and the allusions to tho prowess of Crooked Lightning's son, IJIack Wolf, who was Ersklne's age, and he knew they wero but Blurs, itRalnst himself. Fresh wood wns thrown on the Are, and aa Its light lenped upward the lad sow nn nged Indian emerge from ono of two tents that sat apart on a little rise saw hlra lift both hands toward the stars for a moment and then re turn within. "Who Is that?" he asked. -The ew prophet," said Ms mother. baa been but one moos here and Lr it DQr'-ii lS ta JLj 1 7 -w K.n. Livingstone has much power over our young men." An armful of pine fagots was tossed on the blaze, and in a whiter leap of light he saw the face of a woman at the other tent saw her face and for a moment met hor eyes before she shrank hack and neither face nor eyes belonged to an Indian. Startled, he cnught his mother by the wrist and all but cried out: "And that?" The old woman hesl tuted and scowled: "A paleface. Knhtoo bought her and adopted her but" the old woman gave u little guttural cluck of tri umph "she dies tomorrow. Knhtoo will burn her." "Hum her?" burst out the boy. "The palefaces have killed many of Kahtoo's kin t" A little later when he was passing near the white woman's tent a girl sat In front of It pounding corn In u mor tar. She looked up nt him and, star ing, smiled. She bud the skin of the half-breed, and he stopped, startled by that fact and her beauty and went quickly on. At old Kahtoo's lodge he could not help turning to look at her again, and this time she rose quickly and slipped within the tent. He turned to And his foster-mother watching him. "Who Is that girl?" The old woman looked displeased. "D'aughter of the white woman." "Docs she know?" "Neither knows." "What Is her name?" "Karly Morn." Karly Morn nntl daughter of the white woman he would like to know more of those two, and be half turned, but the old Indlun woman caught him by the arm: " "Ho not k there you will only make more trouble." He followed the flash of her eyes to the edge of the firelight where a young Indian stood watching and scowling: "Who is thnt?" "Black Wolf, son of Crooked Light ning." "Ah I" thought Erskine. ' Within the old chief called faintly and the Indian woman motioned the The Squaws Gathered and There Were Grunts of Recognition and Greeting When the Boy Pulled Up In Their Midst. Ind to go within. The old man's dim eyes had a new' Are. "Talk!" he commanded, and mo tloned to the ground, but the lad did not squat Indian fashion, but stood straight with urms folded, nnd tho chief knew that a conflict was coming. Narrowly ho watched White Arrow's face and bearing uneasily felt the strange new power of him. "I have been with my own people," said the lad simply, "the palefaces who have como over" tho big moun tains, on and on almost to the big wa ters. I found my kin. They are many and strong and rich. They, too, were kind to me. I enmo because you had been kind and because you were sick and because you had sent for me, and to keep my word. "I have seen Crooked Lightning. Ills heart Is bnd. I have seen the new prophet. I do not like him. And I have seen the whlto woman thnt von are to burn tomorrow." The Jnd stopped. His every word bad been of defense or Indictment nnd more than once tho old chiefs eyes shifted un easily. Tho dauntless mien of the boy, bis steady eyes, nnd his bold truthfulness, pleased the old man. The lad must take bis place as chief. Now White Arrow turned Questioner: I "1 told you I would come when the leaves fell and T am here. Why la Crooked Lightning here? Why Is tho new prophet? Who Is the woman? Whnt has she done that she must die? What Is the pence talk you wish ma to carry north?" The old mnn hesltntcd long with closed eyes. When he opened them the Are was gone and they were dim again. "The story of tho prophet nnd Crooked Lightning Is too long, he said wearily. "I will tell tomorrow. The woman must die becnuse her people have slain mine. Ilcsidcs, she Is growing blind and Is n trouble. You carry the white wampum to a council. The Slmwnces may Join tho British against our enemies the pnlefaces." "I will wait," said the lad. "I will carry the white wampum. If you war against tho pnlcfnce on this side of the mountain I am your enemy. It you wnr with the Hrltlsh against them nil I am your enemy. And the worn on must not die." "I have spoken," said tho old man. "I have spoken," said the boy. He turned to lie down nnd went to sleep. The old man sat on, staring out nt the stars. Just outside the tent a figure slipped away as noiselessly ns n snnke. When It rose and emerged from tho shadows the firelight showed the mnllgnnnt, trb umphnnt face of Crooked Lightning. CHAPTER VIII The Indian boys were plunging Into tho river when Krsklno appeared at the opening of the old chief's tent next morning, and when they came out Icicles were clinging to their hair. He had forgotten the custom nntl ho shrugged his shoulders at his mother's Inquiring look. Hut tho next morning when Crooked Lightning's son Black Wolf passed him with a taunting smile he changed his mind. "Walt!" ho said. He turned, stripped quickly to it breech-clout, pointed to a beech down nnd across the river, chal lenging Black Wolf to n race. To gether they plunged In nnd tho boy'a white body clove through the wntcr like tho arrow that he wns. At tho beech he whipped about to meet tho angry face of his competitor ten yards behind. Half-way back he was more than twenty yards ahead when ho heard n strangled cry. Porhnps It wns n ruse to cover the humiliation of de feat, but when he saw bucks rushing for the river hnnk he knew thnt the ley water had brought a cramp to BInck Wolf, so he turned, cnught the lad by bis topknot, towed him shore ward, dropped him contemptuously, and stalked back to his tent. His mtohcr had built n Arc for him, and the old chief looked plcnsed nnd proud. "My spirit shall not pass," iie said, and straightway he rose and dressed, and to the astonishment of the tribe emerged from bis tent nnd walked firmly about the village until he found Crooked Lightning. "You would hnve Black Wolf chief," he said. "Very, well. We shall see who can show the better right your son or White Arrow" a challenge that sent Crooked Lightning to brood awhile In his tent, and then secretly to consult the prophet. Later tho old chief talked long to White Arrow. The prophet,' be snld, hnd been with them but a little while. Ho claimed that the Great Spirit bnd mado revelations to him alone. What ninnner of man was he, questioned the hoy did he have ponlca nnd pelts nnd Jerked meat? "He Is poor," said the chief. "He has only 11 wife und children and the tribe feeds him." Whlto Arrow himself grunted It was the Arst sign of bis old life stir ring within him. "Why should the Great Spirit pick, out such n man to favor?" he asked. The chlpf shook his head. "Crooked Lightning has found much favor with him, and In turn with the others, so that I hnve not thought It wise to tell Crooked Lightning thnt ho must go. He hns stirred up the young men ngnlnst me and ngalnst you. They were waiting for me to die." Tho boy looked thoughtful and the chief waited. He had not reached tho nlm of his speech and there wns no need to put It In words, for White Arrow understood. "I will show them," he snld quietly. When the two appeared outside, ninny braves had gathered, for the wholo village knew whnt was In the wind. Should It be a horso race first? Crooked Lightning looked nt the boy's thoroughbred and shook his head Indian ponies would as well try to out run nn nrrow, a bullet, a hurrlcnne. A foot-race? The old chief smiled when Crooked Lightning shook Ida bend again no brnvc In the tribe even could match the speed thnt gave the lad his name. The bow nnd nrrow, the rifle, the tomahawk? Tomnbawks and bows and arrows were brought out. Black Wolf was half a head shorter, but stocky and powerfully built. Whlto Arrow's sinews hnd strengthened, but be hnd scarcely used how and tomahnwk since he hud left tho tribe. He hnd tho power but not tho prnctlce, nnd Black Wolf won with great case. When they came to tho rllle, Black Wolf was out of tho game, for nover a bull's-eye did White Arrow miss. "With a gesture Pontine bade Crooked Lightning speak." (TO UK CONTINUED.) The Man With a Mission. The "man with a mission" Is be coming a nuisance. Nine times out of ten he seems to bo headed away from the kind of wrk he Is best qualified to do. Houston Toat. now many self-made men hav tn reality bean made by their wives! T5Ae AMERICAN mm (Copy for Thin Department Supplied by the American Lesion News 8ervlce.) DEATH BY GAS IS DENOUNCED Prof. J. H. Mathews, Former World War Major, Condemns Method U6cd In Nevada. Nevada's chamber of death, the gas room which a new law In the state provides Is to be used for the ex ecution of con demned criminals, Is strongly de nounced by I'rof. J. II. Mathews, chairman of the department of chemistry, Uni versity of Wis consin, nnd nn ex pert on poisonous gases. Professor Mathews served ns n mnjor In the World war, studying gas warfare at the British front and serving In charge of the gas and Annie branch of the trench wnrfare section of the United States rriny. "The purpose of gas In wnrfare Is to produce as much agony and torture ns possible, In order that the victim may he at least Incapacitated, If not act ually killed," Major Mathews Is quoted ns saying to (he American Legion news service. "And it Is Inconceivable that a state should desire to use gnses which produce such effects. The pur pose of capital punishment Is to re move the vlctli.i quietly and effective ly, In order thnt society henceforth tuny be protected nnd to Fcrvo as a warning to other potential evildoers. "It Is to he hoped that civilization has reached n point where revenge Is no longer n motive. Only savages tor ture their victims before killing them; the use of any of the war gases to re move criminals would be quite In line with the practice of savages." Professor Mathews said there were gases which might bo used for execu tions, If the use of gas nt all could ever bo deemed wise. Carbon dioxide, the poisonous constituent of ordinary Illumlnntlng gns, bo declared would be the logical one to use. He asserted, however, thnt If the administration of gns for execution of crlmlnnls were carried out, It should be entirely in tho hnnds of medically trained men who understand both Its use nnd nt tendnnt dnngcrs. "The horrors of poorly carried out electrocutions aro sufficiently vivid In the minds of thinking people to mnko them abhor any method of execution which may not be both humane and effective," be declared. CLIMBS FOR LEGION POSTS George Polly, Lynn, Mass., Ex-Soldier, Gives Exhibitions to Help Raise Funds. Some people nre height shy. They grnb hold of n chimney on tho roof of n story-nnd-n-hnlf dwelling nnd look over the sjdo only to seek tho skylight nnd tho lower regions. "Hu man Flies" nre nAlicted with the op posite complex. They can't stand on the ground nnd look nt the chimney without wanting to go right up the front of the building nnd see If a cblck-n-dce hns built n nest there. Such a human fly is George Polly of Lynn, Mass., ex-soldier In the Aus- "Human Fly" Scaling Building. rallun army, who for the last two years has climbed buildings from coast to const for the benefit of Le gion posts. He ban climbed the Wool worth building In Now York, the Custom House tower In Boston and tho highest buildings In every other city of size. His hnnds nnd his toes are all ho uses In scaling. Needless to say he has never fallen. Legion Post of City Firemen. A post of tho American Legion, com posed exclusively of city firemen, has been formed In New Orlcnns. Tho fire fighters plan to enter a team In tho Legion utbleflc meet next Oc-iohe" y9?b m1" I r?SSifM'ivSBBBBBBBBnBBa Wt PROUD OF THIS LEGION HERO Mourned as Dead, "Big Jim" Hanbery Returns Mid Is Accorded Honors for Bravery. They mourned "Big Jim" as dend, nntl In Pittsburg, Knn Knid. Okln., nntl Tulsa, Okla., thcra were me morial serv ices, The news papers carried stories of "Big Jim's bravery, of bis sacrifice on the country's al tarall In the past tense. "J I in Is n't dend," Mrs. "Big Jim" Insisted, and refused to at tend the services. "He'll como back to me. I know it." "Ami "Big Jim" did como back. "Big Jim," otherwise Lieut. James W. Han bery, enme bnck, through war's worst hell, to tho woman who waited at home for him. He's a newspaper re porter now, In Omaha. And the other day "Big Jim" wns summoned to Fort Crook, near Omaha, ana In the pres ence ofn thousand or more American Legion buddies and Hanfortl Mac Nlder, national commnnder of the American Legion, nnd other notables, the Distinguished Service cross wns pinned on his breast. A letter from Gen. John J. Pershing, nml one from Gov. Henry Allen of Kansas, were'rcntl, praising "Big Jim" for mngnlllcent heroism. And the story was told again of how be fought his way bnck, dangerously wounded, to life, nntl back home ngaln to the wife who held to the faith lie would return. Lieutenant Hanbcry's act was clean ing out a German machine gun nest at Chateau Thierry. He und his men went forward In bayonet charge. All but 12 of the platoon were killed or wounded. "Big Jim" wns wounded in the bend, nntl bis right nrm paralyzed, hut be kept on going, refusing medical attention, but Insisting that his wounded men he looked nfter. He led n brilliant chnrge, personally captur ing two of tho German guns. He sustained wounds In the head, right thigh and left arm. He crawled Into n shell bole and was unconscious eight hours. When he recovered con pclousness he bound up bis own wounds and tried to help two other wounded men In the snmc hole but they were killed by shells.' Then he tried to "dig In." But ho wns seen by a German gunner, nnd wns hit n few more times. Ho "played 'possum," until the firing ceased. Ho tried to signal the nttcntlon of nn Amerlcnn flyer, but n Germnn' nlr mnn, Instead, snw him, nnd came swooping down; opening Arc oh tho wounded officer with a machine gun. He "played 'possum" ngnin. And two hours later he crawled out of his hole and stnrted, slowly, In agony, to crnwi to the American lines. He couldn't walk. He rolled, crawled, pushed his way along Inch by Inch. A German sniper shot nt Jilm every tlnio he rolled over, and added more wounds to his total. Finally tho sniper got him with n bullet through the right thigh, nnd "Big Jim" fainted. He was picked up the next day nnd sent to a hospltnl. He was uncon scious 52 hours, nntl for n month his Identity lost. The Wnr department cabled his wife In Pittsburg, nnd parents In Enid, thnt lie wns dead. Then tho services, were held. But two months Inter .Mrs. Hnnbery received n letter from "Big Jim," from n hospltnl In France. After being brought bnck to the States he wns many mouths In the hospital. When he was able to get out ho went to Omaha and became a newspaper re porter. When he enlisted, at tho very start of tho war, he was n tencher in the State Normal school at Pittsburg. It was with Company L, Fifty-ninth Infantry, be went to France, nntl from the start he wes called "Big Jim" be cause of bis height C feet 2 Inches In his hare feet. LEGION MEN AS POLICEMEN Portland, Oregon, Post Responds When the Call Is Made for Traffic Officers. Glenn II, Tlcer, one time Infantry man and director of the employment bureau of Port land (Ore.) post '0 of the Amerlcun rffa Legion, received a call from Port land's police com m I s s 1 o n c r one morning asking for ex-soldlcrs to act as policemen. T h e longshore men's nntl water front employees' lockout was In full blast at the time and tho reg ular trallle police were deluded for special duty. The majority of tho veterans donned their war time uniforms nnd woro police olllcors' bntlges on their O. 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