Buffalo Bill's victories. Chapters 45-59

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2 THE BU ff ALO BILL STORI ES. see you are at my mercy," said the horseman, speaking irl the Sioux tongue, as he recognized his foe to be of that tribe. "The paleface is my foe, but let him fight the Red Panther. He will final him a great brave." The man looked at the Indian a moment, and then deliberately took off his rifle and belt of arms. Stepping back to where his well-trained horse stood awaiting him he hung the weapons upon the saddle horn, and walked fearle ssly up t0 the Indian, while he said, in a kindl y tone: "The Red Panther is wounded. I am a warrior of the palefaces, but will care for him." There was something in the fine face and gentle manner of the speaker that caused the Sioux chief to feel that he was in no danger of his life; and he said: "Does the medic:;ine chief of the paleface warriors mean that he is my friend, the friend of a Sieux chief?" "Yes; let me see how the Red Panther 1s wounded?" The Indian 10wered hi s knife, and the white man knelt by his s ide, ha_, tily making an examination of his wounds, for he had two. "The Reel Panther has been in battle?" "Yes, with the palefaces." "You hav e a pistol wound in the ftes hy part of your shoulder, and this rifle bullet which struck your leg has broken it," and the man spoke in perfect Sioux. The chief nodded. "Come, I will carry you t11:> the spring over in the timber, and se e what I can do for you." He r aised the Inclian in hi s arms as he spoke as though he had been a child, and his horse following, he walked rapidly on into the timber, seeming to be well acquainted with the localit y In a short time he came to a l arge spring, and:, placing his burden on the ground near, he quickly set to work collecting wood for a fire, a s night was commg on. The Sioux chief watched his movements eagerly, saw him build a fire and then make a shelter of boughs close by, unsaddle hi s horse and. stake him out near. Then the white man took the chief's blanket and pla ced it on the l eafy mattress he had heaped .. up,' :.. and, taking from his saddle a case of instruments and some bottles of me

THE BUFF f\LO BI LL fast was cooked, anc1 then, culting down two long, slender saplings, the scout made a travois This he hitched to the Indian pony with a harness made of a l a riat, and, with hi s stake lin e, he made a net\York for the \Younded Indian to res t upon. Placing him upon it as comfortably as he could, he started away" o\er the prairie, the pony following be-hind his horse. \\'here scout c hief go?., asked Red P anther. "To your village," was the cool reply. "Does not the white chief fear my braves will kill him?" "No, the Reel Panther \vill not let them do that," and the scout ad

) 4 lfHE BU ff ALO BILL STOR;ES. "They will obey him. "Let the great white chief go with the Red Pan ther to hi s v illage." The scout had triumphed; he was to enter the Indian village under the protection of the great head chief, Red Panther. He ccluld hardly hide his look of gratification from the keen eyes of the Indian. So once more the trail wa' resumed to the Indian village. They all knew him by name, if not hy sight, but LOO well. They knew him as a terror to the Sioux tribe. The scout held out his hand. and said in Sioux: ''Wash-te," which is a frien d l y greeting. The Indians took it as a s how of peace, and each one grasped the exte11ded h a nd. The Red Panther looked as though glad that his young men so the scout. After being a n hour on the way, the scout, who Then, in a fevv words, he told the story of how had raised his handkerchief upon a stick, saw an In-' Bt1ffalo Bill had found him, and though he h a d fired dian horseman ahead. He acquainted Red Panther with the fact and the latter, still lying on hi s bed between the two saplings placed on each side of the pony and the ends dragging behind, farming an easy resting-place, gaye a loud call. It was heard by the horseman, who turned and rode back into the timber. Soon he reappeared with half a dozen other mounted brayes. The chi "f, Heel Panther, repeated his call, following it with a few words in Sioux. Instantly the call vvas anS \Yered and the red horseman showed no sign of fear. He halted and, pointing to the wounded chief, called out in the Sioux tongue: "The chief, Reel Panther, is wounded. "His paleface brother, Pa-e-has-ka, has brought him to his people." The red horsemen repeated the name in chorus: "Pa-e-has-ka !'" They seemed dismayed as they uttered the name. They gazed ttpon th. e scout vvith a certain awe mingled with admiration. "Pa-e-has-ka they repeated. "Yes, the great white Buffalo killer the mighty paleface chief, Buffalo Bill,' called out the Red Pan-. th el-. "Buffalo Bill!" The Indian horsemen repeated the border name of the great scout. upon the sco ut, he r e fused to kill him and had treated him as a red brother. The red horsemen looked on approvingly. Then the Red Panther told two of the braves to ride to the v illa g e and tell his people that he was coming, brought back wounded by the mighty Pa-e I ask a, who had saved his life to tell his people that the chief Red Panther said there must be a welcome for the great white scout though he had been known as their foe the killer of many Sioux braves. Away darted the two messengers at the utmos t of their ponies, w hile once more the scout moved on, leading the chief s pony. Some of th e young vrnrriors rode ahead, some behinc1, and so t h ey went on to the village. The sounds of rejoicing in the village over the coming of Reel Panther, believed to be dead, was heard while the scout and his party were yet some di stance off. Songs were heard, tom-toms were beaten, shouts arose, and yet Buffalo Bill knew, as they came in sight of the village, that there a certain restraint, that the joy was subdued by the coming of one who had been their foe. As the crowds-hundreds of warriors, squaws. and children-gathered to welcome the chief, the scout felt that every eye was upon him. In the looks of the braves was deG.ance, while the squaws looked their hatred, and the children hung back in awe.


THE BUFFALO BILL STORIESa 5 But Buffa l o Bill ne\cr fallered, his face never changed color in the mid s t of thousands of cruel foes. CHAPTER XL VII. THE A GAlNS'L 'rHE R E D :\IAN. Buffalo Bill' s wonderful nerve was the admiration of the Indian warriors. Nerve in danger and in suffering i s what delights the redskin heart. The s c out had it to a wonderful degree. There he w a s in t h e very mids t of thousands who \roulcl treasure hi s scalp above all things. -:\Iany a brave was there who would have given his good right arm for the scalp of \ V illiam F. Cody. Then there were not a few who would have died lo get it if only to live in the w a r songs of the tribe as the slayer of the great scout, Buffalo Bill, who had killed so many of their braves. He had come into their village, bringing with him their great chief, Reel Panther. He had not killed their wounded chief when he co u ld have d one s o, but instead became a brother to him. It was not according to the Indian method of war, but, having done so, a council of the chiefs, after a talk with Red Panther, decided that the white chief should not be a foe until he had left their village and gone many miles upon the trail back to the fort. The scout was given fl large tepee all to himself, and the bes t robes were placed there, while the wives of Red Panther were told to prepare his meals for him, of the choicest food-choicest from a redskin's point of view. But Buffalo Bill could stand it. The medicine men of the tribe flocked around the Red Panther to "doctor" his wounds; but the chief preferred to haYe the scout continue as he had begun. and cure them. Not to offend his own medicine men, the cunning old chief told them that he feared he would make the scout angry if he did not allow him to look after his wounds; but af ter he had left the village they should have a chance. But Reel Panther was doing so well under the scout's treatment, for Cody was really a good surgeon from the experience he had had, that the chief was determined to keep him at the village until he was so well that his medicine men would not be needed to torture him. for Indian surgery is very crude, to say the best of it. Wishing to get a good idea of the number of fight ing men the village could turn out, Buffalo Bill, after dressing the wounds of Red Panther the morning after hi s ar. rival sttgges lecl that they should have a grand shooting match, with rifles reYolvers andi and arrows Also a riding mat ch and other sports to show what t.l1e young men of the Sioux could do. The old chief \Yas glad to show how great his warriors were, and he was caught with the idea, and appointed a day a week from that one. Buffalo Bill suggested that the time was long, as he must return to hi s O\rn people. But Reel Panther told him that his men were not all there, for a few were on the warpath, others huntirig game, some scouting, and he would have to send runners after them to bring them in. As Buffalo Bill was anxious to see all and also to haYe those who were on the warpath and scouting taken off from that work, he consented to the delay. At once the chief Red Panther picked out a dozen of his best runners and started them off after the absent braves. As it was known that Buffalo Bill had said that he would join in the games, all in the camp were anxious to have the affair a great one. The very best shots with rifle ancl revolver were picked out among the champion warriors. Also the bes t shots with bow and arrows, the most expert riders, wrestlers, runnets and jumpers; and all were determined to show the great white chief that he was not the equal of their best crack braves in anything they should undertake. To the surprise of the Indians the scout said that


6 THE BUFF ALO BLL STORI ES. he was wiiling to go into the lists for each anJ every sport, and they were much pleased to haYe him; for what co uld a white man do against them when it was man to man? The braves selected for the games at once began to practice ior the coming affair, and Buffalo Bill did nol allmY his 0 1;-n muscles to grow tender from his rest. The third day after the departure of the runners the bands began to drop in, and, counting them as they came, Buffalo Bill found that there had been se veral hundred away from the v illag e \Veil this leaves the plains free from them for a bile, at least muttered the scout. when, on the siixt h day the last rnnner came in with h i s party. Old Red Panther was so improYed that he could go on a crntch the scout h ad made for him, while his s houl de r was nearly healed. though his arm was still kept in a sling. On tl1e clay of the games, Buffalo Bill scanned the gathered redskins, \Vho were all crowded into a large, open meadow, and he made a rapid and cautious couqt of them ":\.11 of fi 1 e thousand in the village, and that means fifteen hundred fight ing men, with a reserv e of old braves a n d boys of five hundred more to leave 111 the viliage. "\\-ell; I hav e found out just what I wanted to k1101\. "Then they have all of four thousa nd ponies, an? this illage is well located to defend and hard to reach." HaYing accomplished. this much of his purpose, Bdfalo Bill turned t o watch the games. These began with running, wres tling and jump ing matches among the scrubs I\: ext followed the s ame games among the score o: ch::tmpions. \Vhcn his turn came to match the champions, Buf falo Bill threw aside his hunting coat and weapons, his bat, and changed .his top boots for a pair of moc cc,s:ns he h a d bought from an Indian g irl. From boyhood the scout could always run like a racehorse, aad he distanced three put agains t him so t hat the best runner in the village was brought forwa rd. It was an even match from beginning to end. Again a heat wa s run, but with the same result. In jumping the scout made another tie match with tl:e Indian champion; but it ca u sed surprise that he was not at once beaten. In wrest Ji 1 g it was an unequa l contest. for Buffalo Bill was the victor without an effort, so great was his s u ength. \ Vben the r idin g contest "as begun a buck ing broncho wa s given to the scout, an animal that was a perfect devil. But Buffalo Bill was then in his element, and he rode the broncho with perfect ease. not a n Indian in the village could ride the l:ors e for they are not the match of the American cowboys in horsemansh ip, the scout was a victor. Then be _showed the redskins how he could pick up things from the ground at full s peed, and m a ny other tricks they did not dream of This closed the first day's fun, and Buffalo Bill 1Yas regarded with more awe than before. The next clay w as the one for the hooting con tests. From his tenth year, Buffalo R i ll had been a crack shot with bow and arrow, and it was now see11 that he had lost none of his skill. In fact, Buffa l o Bill had kept hi s hand in all the time not knowing when he might have to turn to the bow and arrow, and oi1 s everal occasions he had saved his life with these redskin weapons. He surprised the India ns greatly, and bis s hots \Vere as near the dead-center as those made by their best marks men. The revol ve r was next tried, and in i t s use the Indian champions were no match for the w hite man. He simply sent every bullet to dead-center. \ Vith the rifle the Indian champions were better shots, and yet the scout prnYed a dead shot, for he made no misses and the crack of all the redskin shots could not say this


THE BUFFALO B!LL STORIES 1 ... Thus the games ended with the white man the Yi"ctor over the red men. The Indians had to acknowledge that they \vere beaten, and by their foe. It increased their awe of Buffalo Bill, but it also increased their hatred for him. They feared him more. but Buffalo took his honors most modestly, not following the Indian custom of boasting. CHAPTER XL VIII. He had found him in a fair way to die if he did not receiYe help, and so he had clone as his heart dictated, and at the same time he had g-ainecl much de sired information by it. But on the trail home he must look out. The Indians that had already left the village were all between him and the fort. They were on the watch for him beyond doubt. He must be ready to face the clanger. It was the second clay after the games that Buf falo Bill the wounds of the chief for the last 'l'lif, DOQ)l OF Tt-u: TR .\ITORS. time. _Ha Ying accomplished his purpose in going to the "The Reel Panther will get well fast now, though Sioux village-the discovery of its strength of po. he must not use his leg or his arm for some time. sition and numbers of fighting men__:_Buffalo Bill "He is all right, and Pa-e-has-ka must go back to was anxious to return to the fort. his people. ,He had not expected to be gone but a few clays ""The great chief, Reel Panther. has been good to whei1 he left, and his time had stretched out to t\vo bis paleface brother, and Pa-e-has-ka 'lvill not forweeks. get him. He was afraid the colonel commanding would "Some day the palefaces and the red men will be send out a large searching party for him, ,and thus brothers and live together in peace. b.ring trouble. 'But as long as the red 1-i1en take the warpath, the The Indians seemed to haYe this fear also, as they paleface \Yarriors of the Great Father in the land of sent out several bands of \rarriors soon after the the rising sun \\'ill be on their path. games were over. Of these, Buffalo Bill knew that he must be watch ful when he did leave. had taught the Inclians to dread him more than. eyer. and all would be anxious to kill him once he got away from the limit of the protecting circle Reel Panther had dra\\'n around him, as his friend and guest for the time being. Of course. in going to the Indian village, Buffalo Bill had also acted from a sense of mercy, of strong humanity. He was not one to lea Ye .the Indian chief to die for want of a helping hand, and he had so acted toward ''The paleface scout must go 110\:y; he will say good-by to the Reel Panther. and his ears are open when the great chief of the Sioux wishes to have a peace talk." So said Buffalo Bill. The chief, Red Panther, replied that his peopl: were not to blame, for the warriors of the Great ( Father came to driYe them from the lands of their fathers, then came the "wheel with peo ple to build homes on their hunting grounds, and they were to be driven further and further toward the land of the setting sun. The old chief did not recognize that barbarism him from a desire to serve him in his must give place to civilization, and that by refusing distress to adopt the methods of the palefaces, they, the In. This done. he \Yas ready to fight him, and they dians, were bringing ruin down upon their race. were on equal terms again. They loved wild life and war too \V-ell to yield to It would ha Y e been a great thing for Buffalo Bill paleface methods of killing to cure. to take old Red Panther a prisoner to the fort. Buffalo Bill then bade the Red Panther good-b y


8 THE BUffALO BILL STORIES. and said that h e \YOtild at once remount his horse Indians h e could never haYc s.een with the and start on his trail. eye. He did not ask to be protected, or for word to be sent to guard hin 1 until he got beyond the Indian country. The chief tried to get him to remain longer, but, findin g th;:it he was determined to go, he bade him farewell, after ordering a pack-horse to be loaded with Indian tanned furs, robes, buckskins, provisions and many other presents. The chief also sent word to his head warriors that the great \Vhite Chief wa s going to return to his people, a11c1 ordering that no brave should leave the village until he should ha\"e gone half a sun (half a day's travel) upon his way. The scout then thanked the chief, gaye him an extra revolver lie had with him, and told him that he would leave. fi, e suns after that clay, at the spot where he had found him, a pack animal \Yith paleface food, pipes, tobacco. blankets and other p r e sents for him. if he would send a brave there to get them. Buffalo Bill knew but too well tlie Indian's ide a of giYing presents and anxiety to rece ive them. Then the); parted. and the scout. mounting his well-rested l;ors e and leading the pack animal, started upon the trail to the fort before noon of that clay. CHAPTER XLJX. THB 'fHRB/\TB!'\ED .\?.!BUSH The scout \'Vas well aware that he must be on the alert against some young buck who \\"aS thirsting for his scalp. and if he got it would get forgiveness for disobeying the orders of bis chief. .He therefore did not take the regular trail. for fear ,of an ambush, but flanked around miles to the left. Still. he was cautions. and kept a bright lookout well ahead. To aid him he used the powerful field glasses he never went w ithout. These glasses enabled him to examine closely co 'verts miles ahead, and helped hi m to discoYer two They had evidently di;;coYered that he haJ chancrecl his trail. and were cutting across to head him off at a given point, where he must go throttgh a pass in the mountains. 'So that's their game, is it?" said the scout, and he at once began a wide flank movement. It took him over half a dozc11 miles out of his way, but then life 'ms at stake, and that distance was nothing. He managed to strike the foothills miles belo\\", and made up along the stream until the moi,mtain pass was but half a mile Then he halted and staked hi s horses out in a good hi ding-place. He drew off hi s and put on bis moccasms, cast aside hi s hunting jacket and started on foot. He made bis way to the gap, to g-et the warrior he was sure were lying in ambush for him. Quiet ly calltiously. he went. as though 111 no hurry. and at last came to the trail leading to the gap. So he made his way back along the trail tOirnd the India n , illage. He had gone about a mile when he came to a lit tle meadow. Near its center \Yas a large rock with a fe\1 scrub trees growing abottt it. "Here is my game." muttered the scout. He pointed to \\"here two Indians \Yerc crouching in hiding. Had he followed the direct trail from the \ 'illagc it would have led him within fifty feet of the two warriors. '' 1 could go on through the pass and aYoicl them, but I'll risk i t, for it \Yill help me s till more.". he said, and he began to walk tO\ a1;d the ambu:;iled redskins, his rifle across his arm and rea dy. for did they look beh1nd them he would be seen crossing the open meadow-land. An Indian is patient and long suffering.


THE BUffJ\LO BILL STOR!ES. 9 These two were no exception. for tl1ey were in no hnrry. They could afford to wait for their game. Perhaps one was a sleep, the other At any rate, the scoi.1t got within a hnn