Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 August 1883 — A Bad Indian Conquered by Soup. [ARTICLE]

A Bad Indian Conquered by Soup.

“An Apache, in full war paint, stalked into an Indian school at Albuquerque, New Mexioo, one day. The children were immediately terrified, and tremblingly told us he was a'bad Indian.’ They said an uncle of one of bur boys had killed his brother and they feared he had come for revenge. As it was din-ner-time I saw nothing better to do than have the children marohed into the dining-room, as usual. We keep open house to Indians at all times and treat them os distinguished guests, so I motioned to our Apache to take a seat at the table. He sat down, terrible in his war paint, and laid two lqaded revolvers on the table before him. The children began to tremble. I summoned all my courage and said: 4 Put those revolvers 6n the window.’ The Apaohe never moved. The cook placed before him a cup of coffee and a bowl of soup. ‘ Take away that coffee and soup,’ I commanded, with my heart in my mouth, adding, to the Indian: * Yon shall not have them until you put those revolvers on the window.’ Trembling for her life, the cook obeyed. When the Apache saw his diliner removed he deliberately arose, picked up his revolvers and—shall I ever forget that terrible moment ?—-quietly hud them on the window. His dinner was restored to him; he.ate it in silence, and then picked up his property, and walked out without a word. “I did not see him again for years. But this last time, on my way home, as I was waiting in the train at Santa Fe, my terrible Apache, in all his feathers and war-paint, got into the car and walked its whole length, as if looking for some one. My blood ran cold. He then left the car, and returned with a dozen other braves, as horrible as himself. He introduced them all, and all must shake hands. ” — Harriet Phillips, in Philadelphia Times. Col. Abercrombie, the English Adjutant General, while being borne mortally wounded from thte field of battle at Bunker Hill, exclaimed *to his men; “If you take Putnam alive, don’t hang him, for he is a brave man.” - - ■ - « A miser grows rich by seeming poor; an extravagant man grows poor by seeming rich.— Shenstone.