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Show i Saturday, December 21, 1907. ft ft it . v-- & ft t THE ft ft ft ft it 4 m ' W" 'v - - ; have stirred things up and he couldnt just place them in his Now he remembers memory. Jig and the rock ah yes, he remembers the rock, and the look of a maniac on Jigs facTrellirrM must have gone to sleep, because When he waked again it was after noon. He raised up and look- -' ed around for his - partner, - No Jig in sight, nothing to eat, and .nothing to sleep in. His partner had gone, takhim . all . the with ing grub and ammunition. lie looked for tracks, but the wily trapper had so cleverly concealed all trace of his departure thalt trappers were the. next to follow Lewis and Clark westward. These men of bold, ' .adventurous Spirits roamed this western counRedlLcouldnoOelIwEich di- mixed with the both in peace and war. bought rection to go. His partner gone, everything gone, a sore I head furs of Ithe natives for guns, an empty stomach to .boot. and and other .trinkets. beads with He walked down the bank to a East returned They a. little stream, bathed his face and trlnri. TUCIT ous week or two among their head in the cool water, and he nofriends and then came back to ticed a trout or two swimming the rambling life off the savage. about hr a pool near one of the eastern those lads, rocks. Taking off his suspenders Often of a roaming disposition, he fashioned a crude hook from to eome West one of the buckles and, with would long and live the life of the care- grasshoppers as a bait, caught ' free, ard seldom did a trapper several of the fish. The cleaning come back -- without bringing one and cooking of them Was the malt-te- r of but a few minutes and, And here is where my story be- after he had eaten supper and built a cheerful fire, be sat down ' gins. 1 . to think things over. , It was too Tom Boyd was a native of the state of New York. He had re- late to cover any country that ceived a fairly good education, night in search of his partner, so and was one of the best mile run- he decided to stay with his fire. The next morning when he ners in the state. Red, as the awoke the birds wfere singing in fellows used to say, was a regular horse, after, be was warmed the bushes and the chipmunks to the racer Tom started West, were setting up a lively chatter in the fall of the year 1847, with on the rocks around him More The red-skin- s, I , boon-companio- n. ' -- ' A an old .veteran trapper. Jig Skinner, who had received the prefix to his name because of his efficiency as a step dancer, when Their two burros, jpacked from tail to ears, were led or driven by them, while on the trail,, and at night weTe staked in the grass near camp. ' Little is recorded of their trip across the country to Idaho., and -- of the loss of one of their burros, -- but one night they had a hand to hand fight. It happened while they were camped on a branch of the Snake River, f Jig, having taken an extra jolt of whisky, became insolent, and when Tom refused to get more whisky from the pack for him. the fight- - was on. Skinner made a sweeping pass at Tom with a1 club, bulb Toms early training served him well and he escaped, but almost instantly he was confronted with something that speed could not escape. Jig had drawn his rejagged. -- 4 volver. Now sonny! Jest hand over that booze and be ' quick about it, and immediately the jug was taken from the pack and placed in his hand. ' Now ' come ov&r and squat down beside your uncle and have one on me. Tom walked around the fire and sat down at' Skinners side. He could see nothing but of them if trouble ahead that jug, were not done, away behind , him, With. He reached ' picked up a rock and, just as Jig!l was pouring a cupful of the hot liquor down his throat, he sent the rock crashing into the side of the jug. Skinner saw his V whisky going, and in a fraction of a second he had pictured himself out on the trail without a drop of liquor. In that instant he became a vicious demon. Quick as a flash he grasped his revolver by the barrel and with the butt of it struck Tom a lightning blow on the temple. The sun was shining when Red opened his eyes, and he I lay on his back, looking into the 'j a, shy.- trying-t- o collect his scatter-- & f - were eaten for breakfast and after cooking an extra two or three he set out across country in the direction he thought Jig would take. ', That night he lay down, a discouraged man. His fish all gone, but three matches left and no sign of his man. He didnt make a fire. He would wait unitil he could cook some thing and get warm at the same jtime.J Next morninghe killed a squirrel with a rock, and gathering some spruce leaves he made some tea and cooked his squirrel. Indhe middle of the afternoon he camS upOn the"' tracks of " a burro. . His heart came up into his throat with a, bound, Jigs burro i Ha followed the tracks and soon came to the spot where Skinner had camped, probably a couple of hours before, for the embers were still warm. There was nothing in sight to eat, so he pushed on again. About sundown he was going np a little creek on Ithe burros trial, when he was startled by a hail from across the canyon. He stopped, and in that instant be heard , a swish, felt a shock, and his right arm hung helpless at his side. He had been fired upon from behind and a poisoned arrow hung from the fleshy part of his arm. He ducked into the brush and just in time, for a rifle shot rang ouit' and a bullet crashed into the leaves neahispoad. Ah! He knew the sooner of that gun. it He crept along on was Jigs. his hands and knees, already the poison, was beginning to work on him. He epuld hear the shouts of the, Indians in the hollow below and, spurred on by the thoughts of being murdered and scalped by these demons; he rushed up among the rocks on all fours, crawled into a hole and lay down, perhaps to rise no troulfc more.- , - . The Indians had been told to wateh for this big, broad shouldered. They had been told that he was the evil one, come to rob ir bison, and on hagg.-OReilsi the them-o'x'jjhei t r 'V- - JOURNAL, LOGAN, UTAH - Y PAGE TWENTY-THRE- E r 4'.ft.-i- $$ t - t ft ft ' -. ; 1$ . Leo Hansen - . . , IIENlbellttreTndiaS edwits.13omethingseemedto facealmostjustified --these squaw led Lewis and Clark in their adven- turous trip across Idaho and Oregon,' she little thought of how she was opening the gates of this great western country to the east-- faces. ' ' ern wKt inanTBhe llttlelhbugK that the Indians great 'home, for centuries unknowp, was to be inhabited by.thd white man, and She land they loved so well would dwindle. dwindle , away, until they would be on an island, as it ' of were,' in this ocean pale h ffiiiifV FAWN ft A it TRI-WEEKL- - eow forted-by- rt he4ittledrowu-raaidet- t knew that and as he lay under his rock at Jig Tom had hit bis trail and here night he dreamed of was ' a capital place to rid the her, supple and as graceful as' booze the fawn itself. One day, in her world of at least One 4 looked hater. among the quiet little way, Fawn Eye told They rocks for Tom, but not finding her fait her of her charge and abdly words. - oft-tim- Iif hlm'they-'soortehtawayffTK- camp was up thecreek about a mile, where the grass grew on the flats. They told their squaws evil one so and papooses e near them, and in the evening held a feast and dance in honor mediof Skinner, their white cine man. Chief Blue Feather's oldest daughter, Fawn Eye, so called because of her great brown eyes, was sitting by the fire when her father old of thiTexpriTtoee in jhe canyon. She knew in an that some bad work was connected with Skinners storj. Had , she not, from a neighof-th- , ! in-st- at watered tree, kill one of their own braves in a fur trade. Had be not actually choked one of the Indian girls to death,' and no one . was the wiser. She knew who it was down the canyon, boring- mans boy. , Mi trapper, so big and pink, broad shouldered and light haired, and whose eyes looked into the very soul of hen AfrePsnpper she took some "venison, some corn bread and some birch tea in a goard and crept out of the tepee. When she arrived at the spot of the shooting .the moon was shining brightly and as she crawled around among the rocks the shadows seemed to be" playing little games with her. She stopped' to listen every few minutes, once she heard the howl of a lone wolf far off in th night. At last her sensitive ears caught the sound of troubled breathing. It seemed to eome from under the when she crept rocks, and She ceased. nearer it finally found the dying man and dragged him out into the moon-ligh- t. She noted the fair skin, the haggard face and the arrow in the his mouth shoulder. Forcing of the tea some she poured open - when'- -' he down his'throat,' and, had ceased to groan, she careful ly pulled the arrow- - out. She water - fromlhe broughto-eom- e creek and after washing the wound she soon had Red look' Lifting, hi3 ing, fairly well. head into her lap sfie let the moonlight play upon his face. She stroked the red hair and once she put her hand on, his breast to see if the 'heart was still beating. Thus she sat dreaming of the fulture of Fawn Eye and of this big white mans papoose. Tom became restless, but was -- quietened with more tea. She went to camp and brought back some hot tea and some strong herbs. from medicine, .made These soon took effect and ere the gray streaks of dawn , apin Ithe East, Tom was sit- peared tea and ting up, drinking the medicine, given him by little Fawn Eye. By motions he was rtiown how she had found . him, and what she had done to bring him back to life. He looked into the little brown face before him and no doubt he, also dreamed of the future. Before the sun had men Tom had oaten heartily and, after placing her tiny hand in his, Fawn Eye motioned for him to hide and then went back to her people. . Skiners tobacco an dth e 'remaining . whisky had . v es ' . tiieirSettlement-Salt-Laker-an- - d winlter.Every-summerTonLA- that they had come West on count of their religion. December came and the fever had gone, Fawn Eye soon would return to Tom and her people. Near Christmas she arrived and beggednayyiJ and KnTTo fiftfsTtJHrtdokilhef!tf krtnl?, he white take the not wild spare. man little girl of the saw, into the tribe as one of them. To former day but the bright little this he consented and, hand in girl of the feast. Sihatold him of hand with Fawn Eye, Tom walk- her cooking lessons, of her sewed through the camp to the ing and of her dreams of Ithe chiefs tepee. He became one of In their little chats she them and in his masterful way he told him of the preparations to began to teach the children the celebrate Christmas, of the funny English language, how to he toys and presents of the East. clean and in sickness he was their And there beside the dying emdoctor. Thus one winter passed bers. Tom folded little Fawn Eye happily but to Tom and Fawn to his breast and in a whisper his Christmas Eye there" seemed' to have' been asked Iter 'to-bno winter. Now the Indians were present. She placed her velvet Ihow to , plant com cheek against his and gave hertaught ( and vegetables, and how to res- self to him. Christmas Eve they were marpect the Great Spirit. ried in the Mormon settlement, The summer had gone. Fawn Eye had also gone. g6ne East to and lived there the rest of the school, and the tribe was in camp foir another winter. Duringthe ? summer Tom gathered from some trappers, that a great hand of white people had come West and had made their homes on the ARCHITECTS shore of a great lake away to the South. ' Early that' winter; when 0. T. BARRETT the dreaded fever, came among rr- Architect the he set outron foot Work Superintended When and traveled through the snow to Desired the Mormon settlement, for so it Onion Block No. 75. N lialo Bt. Phono 1(B t was. The kindly people gave BARBERSHOPS him medicine and one of the men WESLEY JACQUES went hack with him as a doctor. He learned that the people called i Barber Shop and Bath Rooms We employ none but first class barbers, thus ensuring the bett M GEmOES SLATE of service. Give us a call and b fu-tur- Tf H irwarni "little 'bodyf wrapped in a fluff of fur, its pink little nose peeping out. Boyd. THATS IT! g. Hopeful' Meiaaare For Dent Old Santn Clou. partially and Impartially corrected by papa under the Roosevelt rulea and others. J Dcre Santy Wenn U kum atone With Ralnderes mity nere at strong As Ilooley's goat 2 pull Tore sledd U'll find Me sleeping Inn mi Bedd. Butt on the Beddstedd U will C A pare of Sox 2 bigg for Me Thur Rapa's, for ml oan was wett. So I yuzed his now, dont forgettl b PHOTOGRAPHERS ODELL PHOTO, STUDIO Family Groups don't want verry menny Things Injun boze R 3 with Strings And nsrrers and 1 of themm There Pop gunhs that Shoots Itsself with , Air, - And Revolvurx, I with Kapps 2 Skair themm little Jonsun chapps And 1 that Shoots a reeul Bawl 2 play with Katts and Pupps; thats awl, i Oh, yes I nerely plumm forgott I want a Kuna, n salm as whott I of tliem:-- i yr, kere. .gj.r s I don't with a Rore unith- last .:n-m- AS p ec J And-sa- ff 2 shalk the dore mitlk the nay burs shutt thut yeres "Do:m play with him, ml deres." a1 1 y Portrait Enlarged In Crayon, India Ink, Pastel and Water Colors Corner Mam and Center Streete, Logan, Cta U J. N. JENSEN All Kindi of Custom, Planing a4 Saw Milling. Bee Hivei Manmfa tured. Kindling wood for tale. ' Kl Bontn Main, Logan, Utah Hf Telephone FEED STABLES 181 BRING YOUR Rags. Iron, Bottles, Rubber, FARMERS FEED STABLES W. A. WILLIAMSON. . Upholding Fredums wholly laws; Tho Papa ses I want an Orgy Of Noys around the howse. yores, GEOKGIE. - 5 Chas. England LAWYERS NEBEKER, HART & NEB E2EI Lawyers J NOTARY 1 Suites - 5 , LOGAN, ... Ind. i PUBLIC I A4w4 and 6 Commercial Bleat PHONES Bell 70 0 0 000000000 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 89 UTAF Journal Office Logan O0000000O0 00 000O0OO0OO0 lioiine of. Building Materials 0 THE .ORIGINAL OLD TIME DEALER IN 0 0 0 Lumber, Lath, Shingles, Doors, Sash, Mouldings Paints, Oils, Glass, Builders' Hardware, Etc., Etc. o FORTIFIED BY MANY YEARS OF EXPERIENCE AND TO SHARE WITH YOU, IS o o 0 left many an aching head in camp and the Indians did not rise Sill late Two weeks slipped quietly by and the trapper had gone Eart. Tom had recovered remarkably well under the tender care of O Fawn Eve. He was fed and com- - WILL-IN- G A. L SKANCHY 0 0 0 0 . metals, hides, beeswax. - etc., to us. -- We pay --- Proprietor .After Jnne 1st will be 30 to 8 the highest price. S. .Main Sts. the place occupie LOGAN JUNK CO until recently by the Cache Valle j S. Main Street, across stree the Implement Co., Phones Ind. 337. Bell 162 O. T fromStu(IebakerBros7''l V y, Tes, and sum Powder and a soard And skabburd, iff U kan afford 2 leev Me themm. V C Im go'n' 2 B a soljer wenn Im groan And go and Fite the nashuns Kaws, 0 0 1 PLANING AND SAWMILLS Thats loud en And 1 PAINTEES AND PAPER HAN EXPRESSMAN. ERS All express work promptly anc JOHN BENCH carefully attended to by r House Painter and Paper GEORGE BROWN ; er. Sign Writing, CaUtominiat Independent Phone 217 A. Glazing, eto. 2 X , tive cure for " Coughs, Influenza,--Bronchitis and all Pulmgpary diseases. One bottle will convince you at your druggist, 25c, 50c, $1.00. Sold by Riter Bros. Drug. convinced. 1 R maybe ! I Cough yourself into 'a fit of spasms and then wonder why yon dont get well. If you will only try a bottle of Ballards Horet hound Syrup your cough will be a Jhing of the past. Jt .is a posi- -. - ns Spelling A is tiny Vola Business Directory 1 ou( It . e red-ski- nd his little bronze wife went ta see her people the Buffalo tribe and here we leave them. Big broad shouldered Tom Boyd, agile, intelligent, little Fawn Eye and, yes there is something else. ac- YARDS AND OFFICE 253 S. MAIN, LOG AN, 2 y2 BLOCKS SOUTH THATCHER BANK. ' V OQOQQO " . - ' , 0,0000 OO O OOOOOOOOOOOOOO 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 O 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 o 0 0 0 0 0 0 O 0 -- - |