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Show THE UINTAH BASIN FARMER t THE YELLOW TUFT By DAVID B. FITZGERALD by Short Story Pub. Co.) ( new colonel at Fort In the desert of New Mexico, was very unlike the veteran major, who had been a dozen years at the post, and their points of view differed In almost every conceivable particular. As they sat one evening, at the close of a blazing, fiery day, in a corner of the long veranda of the commandants quarters, the colonel discoursed on his favorite theme which he had studied on Pennsylvania avenue, exactly eighteen hundred miles distant as the crow flies The only good Indian is a dead Indian, until the major began to revolve the question - of applying for leave of absence. He hated argument and there was not a pound of Ice within two hundred miles. Just then Sergt. James Maguire made an official report to the colonel, saluted, clicked his heels and was marching off, when the major brought him up standing with a word and requested him to tell the colonel what happened at the Little Chusca canyon. The sergeant flattened himself against and In a the white weather-boardinmanner deprecatory complied. Well, sir, he said, it was at the time of the second Navajo uprising, with which, for pure devilishness, the first wasnt in it for a minute. About six oclock one evening a ranchman came In from Manuelito with the news that the Navajos were out along the Arizona border, moving eastward and leaving an unpleasant trail. We mounted four companies and were off on the stroke of ten. But, Lord! we didnt dream what was ahead. When we halted at dawn next morning for Zuni scouts breakfast, two came In and told us that we were up against the whole Navajo nation, with on In broad streaks. its war-paiThe captain considered a bit, and then ordered us to saddle and mount. We thought that meant falling back on the fort, but it really meant going ahead and holding the Indians In check till reinforcements could come up. With half a dozen scouts a mile in advance, we rode westward. At nine o'clock we sighted a fairly good-size- d bunch of Indians about two to our one but that was nothing in those days. They made off to the north. Intending to ride around and get between us and the fort, so we clapped the spurs in and went after them. I dont remember a nastier ride. This desert Is a warmish sort of a place at the best that day it was a furnace. The sun was so blazing hot It raised fever blisters on our souls. One poor fellow went clean daft. We couldnt have been wetter or steamier If one of the post washerwomen had poured boiling water over us.We brushed the reds three times that day, first at Jewetts stnge station, next at Yucca creek, and again at Gibsons, near the beginning of the foothills. Each time we rushed them, because there was nothing else to do, but they didnt stand worth a cent. Spotted Owl was the only Indian I ever knew who would stand out In the open and fight, like a man, but he had too great a fancy for green paint. It drew the fire of every man within range; be had eight bullets In him the day he died. About two hours before sundown the reds halted In the mouth of the Little Chusca canyon. From their own itandpoint, it was a beautiful place for i fight. The steep walls, a thousand feet high, protected their flanks. The gorge behind them ran back twenty miles Into the mountains, and the floor of the canyon, near Its mouth, was THE . g, half-bree- d nt - strewn with great boulders. An Indian just dotes on shooting through a crevice in the rocks. When our captain It was the major, here saw the situation, It worried him begging nis pardon and he called the lieutenants aside for a talk. The upshot was that the captain made us a little speech, the gist of which was that we were not going to round up that bunch of reds, and might as well be going, as the real circus was to be down on the plains. But he said that before we left he would like to give the Indians in front a scare that would keep them from hanging on to our trail. We saw It meant crawling, and answered by slipping from our horses. We had half a mile to cover before the light failed, but the ground was covered with big rocks, and we crawled and dodged and made little runs, the reds taking snapshots, but doing no particular damage. A hundred and fifty yards from the mouth of the canyon we reached an and bare as open place, the palm of your hand, except for one big boulder in the center. It would have been just simple suicide to try crossing. The lieutenant shook his head, and sent back a sketch of the ground to the captain. While we waited for instructions, I noticed two Indians behind the big boulder. It was a place to be, for If we charged they were done for, no matter what happened to ns individually, and they had no way ot knowing what we would do. They were safe enough for the time, so long as they kept behind the rock, and I sized them up as a couple of bucks anxious to distinguish themselves. " 'Billy Krlm, I said to the man next me, keep your sights on that big rock ; there are a couple of reds behind It. Pass the word. He nodded, squinting along his barrel. Presently he leaned over and laid his hand on the shoulder of Kelso, the man next beyond. I saw the two whispering together, and wondered, knowing they were not good friends. But, Lord bless you, sir, I was as unprepared as a child for what happened. The next moment I heard Kelso cry, I dont take a dare from no man, and least of all from you, Billy Krira. Before I could more than rub my eyes, Krira and Kelso were up and running neck and neck for the rock, trailing their carbines and with their knives In their teeth. The lieutenant yelled to them to come back, as we all did. but If they heard they paid no attensand-floore- d devil-may-car- e Then there were half a dosifl sputtering shots, and Kelso went down on his face. Krim ran clear past the rock, turned, raised his carbine and fired. Then he clubbed his piece and closed in. There was another shot, and Krim, when we found him next morning, had a bullet through his lungs and was dead. Also the two reds, one shot in the eye and the other with his skull smashed. We always thought Krim must have gone mad with the heat that day. Of course, we couldnt think of drawing off and leaving the bodies of our men to be scalped. So the lieutenant sent a detail to bring up food and water, and we spent the night behind our shelters, watching the open space between us and the mouth ot the canyon, with instructions to shoot at anything that moved. Soon after daybreak we discovered that the Indians had decamped up the gorge, and the lieutenant ordered half a dozen of us to bring In the bodies of Kelso and Krim. It And you found them scalped? mawas the colonel who spoke. The jor rubbed his hands softly together In the darkness. answered the sergeant, No, sir, we found all four bodies, reds and our men alike, wearing the yellow tuft. The yellow tuft! What Is that?' Inquired the colonel. I think, sir, said the sergeant, it Is what you would call a decoration for bravery In action. When a Navajo is killed in battle, and his people cant bring his body in and bury it with honors, they try at any rate to give him the tuft. It Is a little bunch of yellow feathers, sir, bound with a string and tied on the forehead. Krim and Kelso both had it. Some red had risked his life In crawling out to the boulder during the night and he had not overlooked the fact that our fellows were also In the scrimmage. Under the circumstances, we decorated the two dead Indians with a cavalry button apiece, tied around their necks, and buried all four In the same grave. Berlin Public Houses Statistics show that the city of Berlin contains 1G.350 restaurants and sa- GIVE HIM THE GIRL , PA Mr. Neurich was In the worst possible frame of mind to receive the would-b- e and his reply was decidedly negative. But," said the young man, what is your objection to me as a suitor for your daughters hand? My principal objection is that yon cannot keep her In the style In which she has been brought up. Oh said the youth, At any rate, I can start her on bread and milk, the same as you did. Brockton Call. son-in-la- w 1 AND CEASED TO FUNCTION What has become of that intel-flgeminority we used to hear so much about? Became a majority, of course. loons. This represents a proportion His Narrow Escape of one public house for every 250 InAs most of these restauhabitants. Called by Death, Was the man of sin rants or saloons are located In the But at that time city proper, the proportion Is really 1 He wasn't In. to 116. The suburb of Steglitz can boast of being the most temperate of He Passes all Greater Berlins districts, for there My poor man, you are In a dethe proportion Is only one public house tion. plorable condition. I can give you to every 428 inhabitants. Well, sir, that famous charge of a pair of trousers discarded by my colKrlm and Kelso was over in less time lege son. Keeps Gas Stove Bright than It takes to tell It. The reds in Are they If you rub the inside of your gas the mouth of the canyon must have Yes. thought we were trying to play some stove with newspaper every time aftLeave me to my rags. trick, for they held their fire until the er using, and while still hot, it will be men had almost reached the boulder. a long time before it gets discolored. bell-bottome- Unnoticed Great Work Now Done by Plastic Surgeons Tatients are flocking to England from all parts of the world to avail themselves of the skill of Britains plastic surgeons. No greater surgical triumph was achieved during the World war than the building up of new faces on men whoso features hud been blown away or were so mutiluted as to make the unfortunate soldiers unrecognizable. Plastic surgery was known before the war, but was never used to such an extent as during the later stages of the conflict. Noses. Jaws and cheeks were reconstructed out of pieces of flesh, bone and cartilage taken from other purts of the patients body with entire success, and many men now walking about with features given to them by the surgeon would hardly have dared to venture forth a few years ago. Plastic surgery performs a legitimate and most uselul work In repairing the ravuges of disease which affect the flesh and cart! ages of the face, nose and ears, and In restoring good looks to tlie victims of accidents. Fads there will always be, such as that of remodeling and reshaping the nose, which came into prominence a few years ago. Some of the operations undertaken for that purpose then were successful ; others were not. for plastic surgery undertaken by surgeons skilled in that particular branch of medicine Is a different thing from the operations of beauty specialists. Wife (calling from the next room) Aobert, I cant find my bathing dress anywhere. Hub See If youve got It on. 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