Rensselaer Union, Volume 6, Number 46, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 August 1874 — A Man Squaw On the War-Path. [ARTICLE]

A Man Squaw On the War-Path.

In the Ree tribe there is a mysteriouslooking individual clothed in a woman’s frock, but wearing a warrior’s scalp, braid and accoutrements. He—or she—is the drudge of the camp—does all the cooking, brings all the wood and watqr, and looks after as many ponies as his—or lier—other duties will allow. The braves look upon him—or her —with an air of superiority that cannot be mistaken, and in none of the war dances or other manly pastimes is he—or she—al—lowed to take a part; but the poor, bedrudged indefinite drags out a miserable existence, neglected and forlorn, not even being allowed to ride with the column on the march, but being a perpetual straggler, generally having to lead three or four extra ponies belonging to the bravps. I asked Bloody Knife about him —or her. “ The form of a man but the heart of a woman,” he replied through an. interpreter, and then went on to explain that the indefinite was a man, but had not the courage to endure the tortures a young man must subject himself to before he can become one of the braves. So he had to live with the women and dp a woman’s work. Suffrage was not extended to such as he. “ Why does he come with you?” I asked of Bloody Knife. “He wants to get rid of that frock,” said the interpreter, without putting the question to the chief. “If he takes a scalp it comes off him."'— Car. InterOcean. To prevent paints from cracking and peeling, boil the linseed oil by the heat of steam until all the moisture is expelled. Oil thus served will dry in one-half the usual time without any dryer. A rather unique wedding occurred at Camp Brown. Wyoming, lately, a young man named Gibson marrying a squaw twelve years old. The marriage wad solemnized “ amid an extraordinary exuberance of spirits.” —A candid old bachelor says: “After all, a woman’s heart is the sweetest thing in the world. It’s a perfect honeycomb, full of sells.” B T A Neapolitan composer, who was a pupil of Donizetti, is writing a mass to be sung on the seventy-sixth anniversary of his birth. ~, - The Anatomical Shoemaker says it’s nonsense to put a monument over a Bunyan—all you want Is an anatomical boot.