Walkerton Independent, Volume 54, Number 17, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 20 September 1928 — Page 3

The Red Road A Romance of Braddock's Defeat

• — — $> THE STORY Webster Brond is serving as a scout and spy for the army under General Braddock preparing for the advance on Fort Duquesne. He has just returned to Alexandria from a visit to the fort, where, posing as a Frenchman, he has secured valuable information. Braddock, bred to European warfare, fails to realize the importance of the news. Brond is sent back to Fort Duquesne, also bearing a message to George Croghan, English emissary among the Indians. Brond joins his friend and fellow scout, Round Paw, Indian chief, and they set out. On the way they fall in with a typica? backwoodsman, Balsar Cromit, who joins them. The party encounters a group of settlers threatening a young girl, Elsie Dinwold, whom they accuse of witchcraft. Brond saves her from them. The girl disappears. Webster delivers his message to Croghan. Young Col. George Washington rescues Brond from bullying English soldiers. He worsts a bully tn a fight, and finds Elsie Dinwold. Brond is sent on a scouting expedition to Fort Duqesne, and finds a French scouting party besieging an old cabin in which Elsie has taken refuge. In the ensuing fight she escapes. Brond takes his way to Duquesne. CHAPTER V—Continued —l2— This sudden attack sent us half a mile back from the river. We made a wide circuit and 1 was still disgruntled at my poor shooting when the Onondaga picked up a poultice of chewed sassafras leaves, such as Indian and white man used for gunshot wounds in an emergency. My spirits rebounded, for we now knew my small bail had scored. We saw nothing of the fellow, however; nor did we believe he could be badly wounded. We camped early that night above Stewart's crossing, taking great care to hide our trail. The Onondaga killed a turkey with his ax and this we heated, rather than cooked, over a tiny tire and ate it half raw. Still keeping back from the river we crossed Great Swamp creek the next day and suffered much from tiny black flies that were as voracious as wolves In February. Barely pausing to eat a handful of parched corn and what was left of the turkey, we left the disagreeable area and pushed on to Salt lick, or Jacobs’ creek. As Captain Jacobs’ town was eight or nine miles back from the moutb of this creek, we ventured to swing in close to the Youghiogeny so as to give the place plenty of clearance. Hardy had said the village was abandoned, but savages have away of being where you least expect them, and Jacobs never had left his town because of fear. We covered thirty miles that day, and were very weary when we made camp and broiled some small game over a sheltered fire. The journey to Sewickley creek was uneventful. No Indians, so far as we could observe, had passed up our side of the river. This was not as we had wished, however, for if the scouting party, which had dogged us while we were under Hardy’s protection, should keep to the other side of the Youghiogeny it would necessitate its crossing the river at or near AHaquippa’s town. Therefore, we were much relieved, al- ' though instantly put on our guard, when we discovered the remains of a recent camp a short distance below the mouth of the Sewickley. The number of tires, built since the rainstorm, indicated the passing of at least fifty warriors. The trail led north toward Turtle creek, and as there were no signs of scouts being thrown out on the flanks it was plain the band feared no danger and were avoiding AHaquippa’s town, and were making a swift march to Duquesne. We followed the trail for two miles, to make sure no scouts were covering the back-track, then cut back to the Sewickley and traveled up-stream as far as Thicketty run. Changing our course again, we made due west so as to approach AHaquippa’s town as if coming from Duquesne. ft teas late afternoon and growing dark in ’the woods when Round Paw informed me: “They can hear a gun now.’’ After more walking he announced. “They can hear two whoops now.” But we did not make our camp until he said: “They can hear one whoop now.” So we halted in hailing distance ot the town. Not caring to enter the village until positive none of the scouting party had swung back to pay it a visit, we turned in for the night. We were awake in good season but took our time in breaking camp. Round Paw used his how and arrows to good advantage and we dined excellently on small game. 1 buried the fire and waited while the Indian scouted to the edge of the woods and reconnoitered the village. After some time he stole back to me and said no French Indians were there, and hut very few Os the Delawares. I told him to announce our arrival, and he threw hack his head to give a loud halloo, demanded by Indian etiquette so that residents could corrie from the village and lead the stranger in. 1 clapped a hand over his mouth and he lowered his head and listened It was very faint at first, then became more audible —the thudding of swift flying feet coming down the Duquesne path. The runner was making no attempt at secrecy. We moved closer to the trail and waited. Soon the runner came into sight, a tall man with his hair reached like a Huron. He was naked except for his hreechclout and carried no arms. But . he did carry that which was ot poig- | nant interest to me, a heavy festoon A of wampum about bis neck. Round I’aw whispered : ML “A carrier of belts. He cbmes un--9k armed. They say he brings French belts to AHaquippa.” Colonel Washington’s warning that

’ By Hugh Pendexter Illuttration* by Irwin Myers Copyright by Hugh Pendexter. WNU Service l must intercept any bloody or warbelts was fresh in my mind, and 1 loosened my ax. The Onondaga grunted a disapproval and grasped my arm to withstrain me, tor the office of a belt-carrier was almost sacred, and whether bis proffer of war-belts was accepted or rejected he was supposed to have an open road in arriving and departing. I forced myself to think only one thought—the Frenchmen’s desire to win over AHaquippa’s warriors and turn their hatchets against the colonies. He must not take the belts to the village.” 1 whispered. “To kill a carrier of belts will make your orenda weak and sick,” muttered Round Paw. “If coming to us, yes. But he goes to the woman, AHaquippa.” The runner was now close to our position. He ran rapidly and showed no sign of fatigue although I suspected he had kept up the pace since leaving the French fort, it was akin to murder to drop the fellow, but there was much more than my personal feelings at stake. The delivery of bloody belts must be prevented at all costs. Round Paw understood my determination and whispered in my ear: “Wait. He will pass this bush. Without his belts he will be laughed at- He shall not see us.” He gently pushed me back and mov^d to the side of the trail and pulled out bls ax. 1 let him have his way, glad to avoid the grewsome duty, but kept my rifle ready to stop It Was Akin to Murder to Drop the Fellow. the fellow should my red companion make 8 mess of it. Along came the runner, and when opposite us and within two feet of us, he leaped high and opened his mouth to sound the guest-call. At the same moment the Onondaga slipped into the trail behind him and clipped him with the flat of his ax over the head before be could utter a sound. The man went down like one dead and before I could offer to give a hand the Onondaga had yanked the wampum free and was pulling me deeper into the forest. The last glimpse 1 had of the belt-carrier revealed him sprawled out on his face, his head twisted sidewise and his mouth still open. We retreated from the trail and ran north and crossed it and turned back toward the village. While we halted to learn if the scene had been witnessed by some early hunter, or if the man had regained his senses, we took time to examine the wampum. The strings consisted ot white

Tardy Tribute Paid to Unknown Teacher

I sing the praise of the unknown teacher. Great generals win campaigns, but it is the unknown soldier who wins the war. Famous educators plan new systems of pedagogy, but it is the unknown teacher who delivers and guides the young. For him no true nets blare, no chariots wait, no golden decorations are decreed. He keeps the watch along the borders of darkness and makes the attack on the trenches of ignorance and folly. Patient in his daily duty, he strives to conquer the evil powers which are the enemies of youth. He awakens sleeping spirits. He quickens the indolent, encourages the eager and steadies the unstable. He communicates his own St. Bernard Mixed Breed If tradition may be accepted as authentic, the St. Bernard dog is a product of the Alpine section of Switzerland. There, about G<MJ years ago. the monks of the Hospice of St. Bernard are said to have created the original type from the cross of a mastiff dog of the Pyrenees with a Danish bulldog bitch. Later it became necessary to outcross with the Newfoundland and the Pyreneean sheep dog in ordeir to refill the hospice kennels, which had been practically destroyed through the ravages of distemper and accident. Credit is likewise given the English mastiff and the bloodhound, used in bringing the St. Bernard to its present stage of development. The outcome of this heterogeneous mixing of the bjood of various breeds has been the production of a very extraordinary - dog. -an animal in which size, strength, bravery, loyalty and devotion are traditional characteristics.

beads, alternated with red. The belt was a more pretentious affair, being composed of black and red beads witn a hatchet worked with white beads in, the middle—a French war belt and handsomely fashioned, and one a neutral tribe would feel honored in having presented even though it could not be accepted. As no alarm was sounded, we advanced to the clearing surrounding the cabins, and the Onondaga hid the wampum at the foot of a basswood tree. Then lifting his voice he sounded the call and when he finished 1 shouted in French. After a few minutes two men of middle age slowly came to meet us, and one of them greeted: “if you are tired from long walking your mats are waiting for you. There is meat In the kettle.” ”Our legs were tired but now they feel strong after we have looked at rhe face of our brother,” 1 answered In rhe Lenl-Lenape tongue. They made no response to this but turned and led the way to the village. 1 counted twenty cabins made of small trees, low and roofed with bark. Had 1 been a Frenchman. I would have felt discouraged over our reception. The I absence of warriors was partly explained by those we saw through cabin doors sleeping off the effects of a debauch. What was disturbing was the glimpse I caught of a white man, ; dressed as an Indian and wearing a tiny silver hatchet on a neck chain. I had met him before, and his presence in the village made it Impossible for me to claim a recent departure from Duquesne. He was earnestly talking to an aged Delaware. The Indian clutched a bottle of brandy in his hand while he listened. After passing this cabin, our conductors halted before an empty hut and informed us it would be our quarters while in the village. They seemed to be in haste to leave us. but when outside the door, one halted and said: “AHaquippa, the woman sachem, will ask where you came from.” “Tell her a Frenchman and a Caughnawauga Iroquois have cotne from a scout to Castleman’s river and would rest before going on to Duquesne.” “The path between AHaquippa’s village and Duquesnes is beaten down very hard by French feet. The LeniLenape’s moccasins slip in traveling over it. Our sachem says the path is old and worn out,” he replied. “I see a French brother is here ahead of us.” 1 said, ignoring his veiled hint that too many Frenchmen were coming to the village to suit AHaquippa. He sullenly replied: “He brings much brandy, which is bad. He brings a belt, which is very bad.” So our coup on the red carrier of belts had not stopped the war talk 'of the enemy from reaching the village. However, the Delaware’s open disapproval of us spoke well for the loyalty of the woman to the English. Requesting Round i’aw to remain near the hut I departed to look up the owner of the silver ax, and by a bold course disarm suspicion. When 1 halted tn the doorway ot his cabin he glanced up with an ugly scowl, then was slightly perplexed for a moment. Before 1 could announce myself, be was coming forward to greet me, and exclaiming: “Monsieur Beland, who was at our fort In the spring! My heart sings to behold you again. 1 have been tn this cursed place two days, trying to get an audience with that old demon | AHaquippa. Welcome a thousand times. And let us drink ts 1 can find a bottle these filthy ones have not I mouthed.” “Name of joy! 1 am rejoiced to see Monsieur Falest once more,” I genially cried. We embraced, and he waved me to a keg and requested that 1 take my ease. His Indian companion rose, still clutching the half-emptied bottle, amt staggered outdoors. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

joy in learning and shares with boys and girls the best treasures of his mind. He lights many candles which, in later years, will shine back to cheer him. This is his reward. Knowledge may be gained from books; but the love of knowledge is transmitted only by personal contact. No one has deserved better of the republic than the unknown teacher.—Henry Van Dyke. Her Past They were very much in love with each other, and the young girl had but recently accepted an engagement ring from her sweetheart. Although everything was perfectly planned for their future, the young man was inquisitive to the point of folly. “Tell me, dear,” he pleaded, “have you ever been kissed before?” The girl blushed. She did not know what to say for the best. “Well, ye—es; only twice,” she canfessed reluctantly. “What?” he shrieked. “Who by?” “Don’t be ridiculous, dear,” returned the girl. “It was only the church choir and the baseball club.” What’s the Use? The American book canvasser tack- j led a solemn-looking negro elevator I man. After listening imperturbably while the canvasser enlarged on the vast stores of knowledge to be derived from the work he was offering on the in , slallment plan, the negro .remark uO-L quietly: “’T’ain’t no use to me, boss; 1 knows heaps more now than 1 get 2 paid for.” —Exchange.

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! Fashlonists are launching a fas- > clnating idea in connection with the evening mode tor autumn and winter 1928-1929—that of styling । decollete gowns ot velvet or other luxurious fabric with transparent shawls or capelets or scarf drapes. So ponder no longer as to what to choose for dlne-and-dance wear. । There Is nothing more lovely shown than the new gowns, which areca|>ed. and scarfed and draped with ornate fantasies of tulle and net which have i been elaborately worked with paillettes or various forms of beguiling handwork. The model In the picture is r charming exponent of the new evening mode which veils fair shoulders so enchantlngly. It was one of the I many lovely frocks displayed at u recent Chicago style show. The shawl of brown tulle so handsomely patterned with glittering paillettes Is incorporated it.to the very making of the frock and is not a separate a«cess«»ry item. Note how a cunning one-side effect is achieved I here, the scarf end falling over the right arm with exceeding grace. This lovely expn ssion given to sheer effects about the shoulders may or may not take the form of a wide scarf or shawl effect as defined In the picture. All sorts of fas- > cinatin^ treatments are growing out

81a ~ 111 Latest in Gown Drapery. of the idea. One of the most effective is that of the transparent shoulder cape, which is embellished with very beautiful hand-worked designing done with paillettes. metal threadwork, chenille embroidery and the like. Brown tulle has entered very conspicuously into the evening mode. Not only is it employed for diaphanous effects about fair shoulders as pictured, but it is frequently posed in the form of huge bows with trailing streamers, accompanying the bouffant side drapes which predominate throughout formal modes. Party frocks of brown tulle whose skirts are tiered and side plaited, have bodices of contrasting rich fabrics, that is, contrasting as to weave, being brocade, or sheer velvet or satin. The color may be perfectly’ matched or otherwise. Brown tulle with rust color is highly favored. JULIA BOTTOMLEY. ((c). 1923. W stern Newspaper L'nion. > with its slightly irregular hem scalloped and its long sleeves? ending in scallops at the wrist. A single piquant bow of pastel colored taffeta ribbons makes a corsage. Fall Negligees Elaborate Taking a hint from some of th ■ now coat mod Is' where self-cording plays a part, neg igees promise to show .much quilting elaboration, especially ■ '.h'crr'Of stnitT?’plain or" p’/nterm'd. , Some very lovely robes for lounging ■ have appliques of velvet on satin.

Improved Uniform International I Sunday School ’ Lesson ’ (By R£V. e B. FITZWATER. D D. Dean Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.» <®. 1928. Western Newsnaner Union.l Lesson for September 23 THE CHRISTIAN BASIS OF TOTAL ABSTINENCE Temperance Lesson. LESSON TEXT—I Cor. 8:1-13. GOLDEN TEXT—Let no man seek his own but every man another's wealth. PRIMARY TOPlC—Helping Others to Keep God's Law. JUNIOR TOPlC—Helping Othera to Keep God's Law. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPlC—Abstinence for the Sake of Othera YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—The Christian Standard of Social Conduct. In this section of Scripture Paul is bringing to view the great doctrine of Christian liberty and forbearance. It is of vital importance that we grasp the principles involved because the complexity of modern life brings us face to face with difficult problems every day. Our lesson affords principles which are adequate for our guidance in all these problems. The occasion of this teaching was the uncertainty as to the right attitude for Christians to take toward things sacrificed unto idols. I. The Idol Is Nothing (vv. 1-0) Intelligent people know that an idol is nothing but a piece of timber or stone. They know that there is only one God. the creator and sustainer of all things. Since an idol has no real existence, the eating ot such meat is a matter of indifference. It should be borne in mind that the principle stated in this section has reference to things which are in them selves wrong. Strictly speaking, there fore, this teaching cannot be applied to Indulgence in intoxicating liquors To do so would be a perversion of Paul’s meaning. The indulgence in tn toxicatlng liquors, the use of tobacco, etc, are things wrong in themselves because they injure the human body i The holding of stock in certain corporations and having partnership in illegal business are things that are wrong In themselves. In applying this principle to the use of intoxicating liquors, this should be borne in mind. The principle can be applied only to things which are in themselves harm less. 11. Not All Christians Have Maturity of Discernment (vv. 7.8). Uninstructed Christians were still possessed of the conviction that an idol was really a living and powerful being. For those persons to sit down to a social meal where such meat was eaten would be to expose themselves to the liability of being brought again under bondage to their sins. 111. The Christian’s Behavior in Such Cases (vv. D-13). 1. He should take heed lest his liberty become a stumbling block (v. 9) 2. Liberty must be curtailed for the | sake of the weak brother (vv. 10.11) ’ While the one who has proper understanding of what idols are can eAt ' such meat with impunity, he should desist from eating lest he cause his ■ weak brother to stumble. 3. To disregard this is to sin against our brethren (v. 13). To disregard our brother’s interest is to sin against Christ, for it is sinning against the one for whom Christ died. To place a stumbling block in the way of the believer is a terrible crime. In enforcing this, three important considerations are brought out: (1) The fate of the weak brother । (v. 11). He perishes. Human sympathy, let alone Christian love, would cause a man to give consideration to his con duct lest he cause such a loss. (2) The relation of the man to his slayer. He is his brother. (3) What Christ did for the “weak brother.” Christ died for him; therefore to sin against a brother is to sin against Christ, because the brother is a member of Christ’s body. IV. The Teaching Illustrated in Paul’s Life (ch. 9). At Corinth Paul worked with his own hands lest his mission to them should be misjudged. While he vigorously contended for his right to ask for support of them, he refrained from asking. By means of his own labors and the donations which he received from the Macedonian churches he was able to boast that he bad not been chargeable to them. V. The Teaching Applied (10:2333). 1. Christians may indulge in lawful things only as they are expedient and unto edification (v. 23). 2. Let no man seek his own, but • each his neighbor’s good (v. 24). । The principle of love is unselfisb- ; ness. 3. Whether therefore ye eat or i drink, do all to the glory of God (v. ’ i 31). The Christian is not at liberty to do that upon which he could not ask I | God’s blessing. 4. Give no occasion for anyone to ( stumble (v. 32). We should so live that no one can ■ ever say that we have been the occal sion of his downfall. 5. Follow the example of Jesus ; | Christ (11:1). Christ gave np all for the sake of ' others. Every one who is Christ’s ; should imitate Him. The Bible There is no other book with which , | the Bible can be cc. ’ red and no ‘ other reading that means so much to j the human race. It is the support of I the strong and the cm solation of the I weak; the d» pendc me of org nized ! ligion.— l’m <i<lent Coolidge. The Great Thing in Prayer

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