Part 32 (1/2)

When the treaty was ave up their settle behind them their dead, buried on the hill, and the land endeared to them by association With them, when they moved ard to Yellow Medicine, went their faithful missionary and teacher, Doctor Thomas Williamson That same year his sister, familiarly know as ”Aunt Jane,”

made a visit to her old ho accounts of her experiences so filled me with missionary zeal that I est, with her, as a teacher to the Indians

With ”Aunt Jane,” I landed at Kaposia, and after a short rest, we began the overland journey to Yellow Medicine The last night of our journey, two of our horses strayed away, and in the ht, and us wo Dr Williamson to search for the runaways When we rode down into the valley,ahead of us, the o back to tell Dr

Williamson, and the rest of the party went on We found the doctor, and to save us fatigue, he suggested that we take a short-cut across country to the agency, while he followed the road to rejoin the travelers

Somehoe failed to follow directions and traveled all the rest of the day, coht to a river Here on the bank we decided to rest In the distance we could see a prairie fire, gradually eating its way towards the river; but we felt safe near the water and lay down to sleep Just after we fell asleep, I akened by a loud call, and I realized the joy of knowing that ere found The , in hopes that ould answer and we continued our journey without further incident

Oneof 1851, our little mission house at Kaposia was full of bustle and confusion, for ere busy preparing for an Indian wedding The prospective bride was a pretty Siouxwas in readiness for the cereroom appeared The hours wore on; the bride wept; but no news of the groom came until late in the afternoon a ru the occasion by a drunken revel, and was not in condition to take his part in the cererief, but not this Indian mother When told that the ceremony must be postponed, she replied with stoical Indian patience: ”It is well; I like his white skin; but I hate his drunken ways”

Dr A C Daniels

When I was agency physician at Lac qui Parle, I often saw the humorous side of Indian life One day when the Indians had received their governed their appetites for liquor; and one, a big brave, who had adopted the patriotic naton, led a band of Indians to the home of the Catholic sisters, and demanded food The sisters saw the Indians'

condition, barred the door, and told the braves to go away George, however, was insistent in his deainst the door, and splintered the upper part He had put his head into the opening, and was about to crawl through it, when one of the sisters seized a rolling pin, and rained sturdy blows upon his head and shoulders He raised a yell that brought ht Just as George was about to beat a retreat, his squaw caan to belabor him from the rear, while the nun continued the assault There he ith part of his body in the house and part of it out, crying out in a manner most unseemly for an Indian brave When the women desisted, he was both sober and repentant

In early days, the Indian agent at Lac qui Parle hoisted the A a serious drought, the Indians conceived the idea that the Great Spirit was displeased at the sight of the flag, and begged the agent to take it down The patriotic agent tried to reason with the down for a time In a little while, a black cloud appeared and then a heavy downpour of rain followed The Indians, as you knoere very superstitious, and they were firent had to be cautious in his display of the flag

Mr Z S Gault

Oneas I rode a horse down to the Minnesota River to water it, I noticed a stolid looking Indian, with a gun by his side, sitting on a boulder by the river bank Just as un and fired; the horse kicked up his heels, and I promptly became a Baptist by immersion I can still show you the boulder, but you will have to iine the Indian

When I was a small boy, a party of Sioux Indians returned to Traverse from an attack upon the Chippewas at Shakopee, and proceeded to celebrate the event with a scalp dance This dance and the whoops of the Indians attracted spectators from Traverse and St Peter; and with boyish curiosity, I was as near as possible to the dancers Suddenly I spied one brave, dancing about, with a skunk skin tied to his heel and trailing on the ground behind hi skin, and stopped the wild dancer The savage wheeled, quickly raised his tomahawk, and was ready to strike; but when he sahite boy, he , and kept on with the dance

Mr J C Bryant

When Governor McGill, caed to practice strict economy towas so very ard as actual necessities Late in the fall he was passing Jack Lamberton's store, when the warm-hearted proprietor noticed that the school-uessed the reason; but he asked Mr McGill why he wore no overcoat ”Well, I haven't one, and I am not able to buy one yet,” he replied with sturdy honesty ”Just coht in, and help yourself to one, and pay for it when you can,” said Mr

Laenerosity This kindness was a bond that h later they were often arrayed against each other politically

When certainto steal the Capital from St

Peter for St Paul, Captain Dodd is said to have traveled on foot from St Peter to St Paul between sunrise and sunset in the interests of St

Peter This feat would seem to me a physical impossibility, but it was a story current when I was a boy in St Peter It is a matter of history, too, that all the attempts to save the Capital were futile, and the indo walk in vain

Captain Dodd was considerable of a n, he took the platforreat political orator On one occasion Coras the first speaker, and to eesticulated freely, and reat impression

When Mr Dodd's turn to speak caave a pantoestures Then he sat down ahter, that completely spoiled the effect of his opponent's speech

Mrs Nancy Kiethley Bean

When Edward Eggleston, the author of the ”Hoosier Schooled to come west for his health, he was, for a number of years, a resident of Traverse, and St Peter Here on week days he engaged in the hu, and on Sundays he went out to the country coospel His church was often the one roo cabin, and he missed the pulpit upon which to pound, to eood orthodox style of the exhorter One Sunday early in his ministry, he came to our holy felt the need of a pulpit ”Why can't you make me a pulpit?” he asked my father after the service ”I can and I will before you coain,” father replied