Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 241, 26 August 1916 — Page 11

The Sandman Story for Tonight

THE LITTLE BOY WHO PULLED UP TREES. Part II Of course it surprised them very much to see the little boy Jump down from the big puhala bush the next morning. That night they again asked him where be was going: to sleep. "In a little wave," he answered. But he did not. Instead he went to sleep in a big wave. The ghosts came down to the beach and threw stones at all the little waves until they were tired, thinking that in one of them the little boy would surely be. By this time the boy from Maui was pretty sure what the ghosts meant to do with him so he thought it was time to play a trick on them. When it was light, he came ashore and said : "I am going fishing today. Do any of you want to come?" The Hawaiians in those days fished with a small band net, wading far out from the shore. Some of the ghosts said they would like to go. When he got far enough out from land, what did he do, that sly THE

That night they made no fires. The ponies were tied in the timber, and the camp was protected by a circle of sharp-eared sentinels. The Cheyennes sat close together, talking in low, guarded undertones, and the lads believed that they feared an attack. They wondered what scouts who bad ridden into the north. As the Cheyennes showed no concern about them, the Sioux believed they did not expect them before daylight. At sunrise Painted Weasel returned. He satd he had left Running Crow to watch the Pawnees. "We have found our enemies," he declared. 'The words of Laughing Bear are true. We saw many lodges, many women and children, and many warriors." ; Painted Weasel told the Cheyennes that the great Pawnee camp was a full day's journey away. He said it would be folly to attempt to approach it in daylight, as they would be compelled to expose themselves on the open plain. He warned his people that they were outnumbered four to one, and he urged them to be cautious. Then he told them that a half-day's travel to the north they would find another stream whose banks were clothed with a dense growth of cottonwood. He advised the war party to wait there until he brought them the word to advance. "I have listened to the words of Tainted Weasel. We will do as he says," declared War Eagle. . Early in tbe afternoon the Cheyennes croas'-J the stream and went into hiding. They had scarcely picketed the ponies and posted the sentinels when they saw two riders racing wildly toward them. As the horsemen came nearer, the Cheyennes recognized them as Painted Weasel and his companion. They realized at once that something was wrong and they watched them with grave concern. "The Pawnees are coming!" cried Painted Weasel, as he came within hearing. As the Bcouts rode their sweating ponies into the timber the Cheylearn what had happened. Running Crow said that shortly after Painted Weasel had gone a solitary horseman rode into the camp from the south. His arrival seemed to throw tho Pawnees into a state of great excitement. Running Crow heard them shouting and beating the war drums and be believed that tho messenger had brought news of great importance. Then the camp quieted down, and it was evident that the Pawnees were holding a council. Running Crow becamo suspicious, llo wondered whether .the lone horseman had discovered the Cheyenne war party. A short time afterward he saw the boys and young men rounding up the ponies, and he feared that his miKpicions were true. He waited until ho saw a great company of mounted warriors leave the camp and rUle away toward the south. ms -h. i'.,i,.;'iiiMinin.tHitni

little boy, but strangle those ghosts one by one. Ghosts cannot swim, you know, so be managed to get away with quite a number of them. That night be 'felt sure that the remaining ghosts would try to kill him, so he did not go to bed at all. The ghosts waited until they were too tired to keep their eyes open any longer, and then they went to sleep. When the little boy saw that all of them were fast asleep, he put the sticky . gum from the bread fruit tree on their eyelids and then killed them, one by one. Now, the King of the Ghosts and his two chiefs slept in a grass bouse a long way off from the rest ghosts and they did not find out until morning that the little boy from Maui had killed all their companions. When they discovered it they did not wait a moment, but rushed at the little boy from Maui, intending to kill him. But he was prepared for them, and, running away, climbed up the highest tree he could find, which, happened to overhang the little pool of water,

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Then be sprang upon his pony and raced away at top speed to tell his people. Soon after he had passed from sight of the camp he men Painted Weasel and told him what had happened. They decided that the wisest thing was to make all speed to warn the Cheyennes of the approaching Pawnee war party. "It is good," declared War Eagle, when the scouts had told their story. "The Pawnees are coming to fight us; we will wait for them. They have called us women. - Listen to those words, Cheyenne warriors. Think about them. When you go out to meet the boastful Pawnees remember this thing." Having inflamed the hearts of bis warriors against their foes, the Cheyenne chief made preparations for the battle. He despatched several scouts to watch for the Pawnees, and then he led his war party across the stream and took up his position in the timber. It was a clever bit of stratagem, which placed a perilous barrier in the way of his enemies. To drive him from cover, they would be compelled to expose themselves in the open at a great disadvantage while the Cheyennes could shoot them down from the protection of the trees. The warriors were chanting their war songs and making all manner of boastful threats against their enemies. Their eagerness to fight made it evident that the encounter would be a fierce one. The Sioux watched them in thoughtful silence. Having failed to reach the hostile camp, they realized that their alliance with the war party was of no advantage. They had nothing to gain and everything to lose by fighting the Pawnees. Having pledged themselves to their allies, however, they 6aw no way of withdrawing from the conflict. "This thing has filled my heart with clouds, for now I know we will not find Little Raven," said Sun Bird. "If we live through the battle we must find the Pawnee camp. I will not turn back until I have found the , Red Arrow," White Otter declared, resolutely. 1 As twilight settled over the plain uid they saw nothing of their foes the Cheyennes became impatient. Some of the younger warriors wished to cross the stream and ride out upon the plain to reconnoiter, but War Eagle disapproved, and urged them to wait until the scouts brought word of the Pawnees. It was almost dark when they finally saw a warrior riding toward the stream. "It is Red Crane," said War Eagle. "He will tell us about our enemies." Red Crane said that the Pawnee war party had just appeared, far to the west. He told the Cheyen ncs that the Pawnees had stopped in a little patch of trees, and that a small company of scouts were riding cautiously toward the stream. "Painted Weasel has spoken the 1 1 ) ; u ; i. i 1 1 1 M .' i !)i il f ' I - ' tl h tM

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the only one for miles around. Now ghosts, you know, cannot . climb trees, so tbe little boy felt quite safe. He knew, too, that sooner or later the King of the Ghosts would be coming for a drink. And sore enough, the three ghosts which were left on the whole Island of Lanaii came down to the pond. They saw the shadow of the little boy in the water and thought that it must be the little boy himself. Ghosts yon know, have no shadows of their own, and they were quite sure it must be the little boy; so in they rushed, striking at him. When they found that there was nothing but a shadow they were so surprised that they did not see the little boy in the tree. So he dropped into the water and strangled them. Then when night came he went to the highest point be could find and built a fire. His friends on Maul saw it, and getting into their canoes they rowed across for the boy, who told them be had killed all the ghosts who lived on Lanaii. He had not

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truth," declared the scout. "It Is a great war party. One Cheyenne will fight four Pawnees." The Cheyennes showed no concern at his announcement It was evident that they were prepared to fight against any odds. Their calm defiance gained the sincere respect of the young Sioux. They believed that,- rather than yield, these stern warriors would fight to the death, and the thought thrilled them. ; "The Cheyennes are brave," said White Otter. "I have heard my people say it," replied Sun Bird. Having learned the manoeuvers of his foes, War Eagle planned to outwit them . He believed that the Pawnee scouts would follow the stream until they found the place where the Cheyennes had "crossed, ands he sent a small company of warriors to surprise them. These men, all of them crafty veterans of the war-trail, waded across the stream and vanished into the timber on tthe opposite shore. Soon afterward darkness fell, and the Cheyennes became alert and watchful. They concealed themselves in the bushes at the edge of , the water and listened anxiously. Fearful that the Pawnees might elude his warriors and cross the water either above or below him. War Eagle despatched Painted Weasel and another warrior to patrol the stream. .' Then he waited patiently for word from hia scouts. "See, a rided is crossing the stream," whispered Sun Bird, as he and White Otter lay behind a fallen tree and watched the wide lane of starlit water. "It is one of the scouts," replied White Otter. A . few moments later the horseman rode his panting pony into the timber, and the Cheyennes gathered to hear - what he had to say. He told them that the entire war party was moving slowly toward the stream. He had seen nothing of the warriors who had crossed the water, but he had heard an owl hooting somewhere in the timber, and the Cheyennes believed It was a signal. Then they heard a ringing shout on the opposite side of the stream. It was followed by an outburst of wild yells. Realizing that the Pawnees had entered the timber, the Cheyennes rushed to the edge of the water. They saw the little company of scouts fighting their way across the stream. The Pawnees attempted to follow them, but War Eagle led his warriors into the water and drove" them back. The young Sioux fought valiantly, and when they regained the timber the Cheyenne chief complimented them for their bravery. For some time afterward the Pawnees contented themselves with chanting their ar songs and shouting threats and Insults at their foes. The Cheyennes laughed at them

been very comfortable while he was there, he said, and if they would only take him back with them, never, never again would he pull up a tree! So they took him back, and he kept his word. Indeed, instead of pulling up trees he went about planting them. And that Is why Maui has more trees than any other island.

Then and Now We turn our weary steps toward home, At the close of a strenuous day, And all we wish is to sit alone. Our minds never run to thoughts of piay. We sit in the old split bottom chair, And think of the days now passed away, When life held not a worry or care, Then we thought of nothing else but play. Now we wish we were children again. Free from the toils of life, But now that we are grown-up men. We muut spend the rest of our lives in strife. W. H. and dared them to cross the water. Then the mounted scouts returned. They said that the Pawnee war party had divided and that a large company of warriors had turned toward the west. " "It is bad," said War Eagle. "They will cross the stream above us." Some time later Painted Weasel I brought word of this company of horsemen. He said they had crossed the stream far to the west, and had ridden away toward the south. "What I said has pome true," War Eagle , declared, solemnly. I "They will circle and come up behind us." Posting guards at the edge of the water to watch the Pawnees, the Cheyenne chief called a council of war. He told his warriors that there were two things to do. The first was to remain in the timber and the other was to retreat to the open plain. He satd that in either case they might be sure of being attacked at daylight. As the Pawnees greatly outnumbered them, War Eagle was in favor of holding their position in the timber. . "I have listened to the words of the great Cheyenne chief. He speaks with wisdom. We must fight the Pawnees. If we meet them on the plain they will ride around us and kill many of our warriors. If we stay where we are they cannot ride around us. It is hard to kill a bear in its den. The trees are our friends; we will stay here. I have told you what is in my heart," said Laughing Bear. The Cheyennes were unanimously in favor of the plan. They realSomething or't oo arvt

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I Boy Scout News On Sunday. August 12th, the Wolf Patrol went to Glen Miller Park to practice. The patrol leader was helping a new recruit while some of the other boys were practicing signaling. After a good practice we saw a worm that we had never s'een before. It was black with orange dots on the side of its body, on its head was a streak of yellow, and out of this yellow place came a sting which it tried to use on us. We then drew a small map of the surrounding country. After this was completed we scouted on the Tiger Patrol which was also practicing. When we got where they were we found that some of them were filling their stomachs instead of their heads. They did not like us to stay there so we moved on. Tuesday night the boy Scouts had a very good drill, after which we marched down Main street to Fifth, over Fifth to A street, and east on A to the Y. M. C. A. We marched in to the "Y" and then when we came out one of the buglers blew taps, after which we were dismissed. NEWELL HILL.

E L M E R RUSSELL M'GREGOR lzed the advantage of fighting from cover, and they believed tt was the only way of counterbalancing the odds against them. Having decided to retain their position, therefore, they waited calmly for the. Pawnees to begin their attack. The latter, however, had subsided into silence, and the Cheyennes believed that they were awaiting a signal from the war party on the plain. " ' ' At last, far away to the south, they heard the cry of a coyote, it was answered from the opposite side of .the stream, and the Chey-, ennes laughed bitterly. A moment later they sent their war-cry ring-? tag through the night; a bold defiance to their foes. Then all was still, and they knew that the Pawnees were waiting for daylight. I - "My heart tells me that this will be a great battle." said Sun, Bird "We must be very brave," declared White Otter. ; , The Battle i . The night finally passed, and the first gray hint of dawn spread; slowly across the eastern sky. Still the Pawnees "made no move. The Cheyennes were perplexed. They had expected an attack at daylight, and they were at a loss to explain the delay. Having nerved themselves for battle, they were anxious to begin the fight. Then the light strengthened and '. their suspense was ended, for they saw a long line of Pawnee horsemen riding slowly toward the cottonwooda. "It is good; the Pawnees are com. lng,'' said War Eagle. "We will ' show them how to fight." (More Next Week.) To Color yew eNikervs one was just returning from milkinr ' 1. - .

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