Shiner Gazette. (Shiner, Tex.), Vol. 19, No. 37, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 9, 1912 Page: 6 of 8
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* did not answer. Yet again the hail
Lane, seated on the step of his
rude cabin, gazed upward at a soli-
tary, lonesome crow winging its way
westward.
He was typical of the early pioneer
class—broad-shouldered, thick-neck,
ed; with a high, narrow forehead;
curly hair matted on a brow, from
under which shone eyes matching the
sky in blueness. His hands, resting
carelessly on the knees of his rough
blue jeans, showed plainly the marks
of hard labor.
The sun was too low to longer be
blazing down upon the earth with
merciless rays, yet it was warm in the
shade of the tall oak trees which shel-
tered the lonely little, two-roomed
cabin. It was a little too pleasant,
for there was a hint, a vague and in-
definable, of that pleasantness being
“a calm before the storm.” The man
seemed to be conscious of that feel-
ing of unrest which permeated ,the
atmosphere, for there was a frown
on his dark, tanned face; but as his
eyes rested on his little daughter
playing at house, in the little cleared
space in front of the cabin, the frown
disappeared, and he smiled a slow,
half-scornful smile.
“I guess it’s just the air what’s
got me,” he muttered to himse'lf. “I
ought to bp kicked for worrying!
Now, there’s Lizzie, she don’t worry
a-tal’l—jest laughs and plays keepin-
house.” At that moment a gentle
hand was laid on his shoulder. He
wheeled around.
‘‘If my Man come, supper ready,”
a low voice spoke in his ear. He
nodded to his little Indian squaw.
Then calling Lizzie, he strode in, and
was soon eating heartily of the veni-
son, corn-pone, and potatoes, dug
from the ‘‘cache,” behind the house.
The meal finished, the master took
down his rifle from its place above
the door, and set to work cleaning
it. The Indian wife watching him, as
she cleared off the few dishes from
the rough wooden table. Noticing
the unspoken question in her dark
eyes, he thoughtfully said: “I feel a
bit uneasy, Mynota, and there’s noth-
ing like being ready.
came.
Then came a knock on the heavy
door, accompanied by demands to
open.
"What do you want?”
“Me big friend—Running Horse,”
replied the Indian without.
“Well, what of it? What do you
want?” reiterated Lane.
“Heap talk, big friend,” said Run-
ning Horse. '
“I don’t want to talk this time o’
night; I want to sleep,” retorted Lane
in feigned disgust. “Get out! Let
me sleep!”
That silenced the savage, and he
returned to his waiting braves. There
were angry mutterings when they
heard that the white man refused to
be enticed into the open.
After a pow-wow, Running Horse
returned; and by the light of the
distant stars one might have seen a
look of grim determination on the
hideous, painted features of the
chief.
he continued:
After a pause
‘The Choctaws hain’t
“Open door, paleface. Redface
brother want talk. Big, heap frierd.”
To this he got no reply; and after
a moment he stepped back a few
feet and sent a bullet crashing into
the door. And the echo of the re-
port had not died away before the
other savages obeying the signal in
fiendish delight, rushed up with hid-
eous yells and fired volley after vol-
ley into the solid thick log walls.
Occasionally a bullet penetrated a
window, but did no harm.
As the inmates sat listening to the
bullets plunking into the soft logs,
and the crashing reports of the ri-
fles, they began to grow uneasy. No-
ticing this, Lane glanced up: “Let
them fire away. They’ll soon try
something new.” He was right. They
did.
Bud was the first to scent the new
danger which threatened. He had
been sitting in one corner of the
room, holding One of Lane’s pistols
in his lap. Suddenly he sat erect,
and leaned forward, staring into the
adjoining room. With an exclama-
tion, he slipped through the open
door, and throwing himself down on
shot, a howl, and he fell, pierced by
a bullet from Lane’s pistol.
The door shut and bolted, and
Lane sank down on the floor, broken
arm forgotten.
“Oh, what will I do? The girl is
crazy! Them redskins will get her!
Oh, Lizzie! Lizzie!”
The flames gathered headway
again, and it was but a question of
time until the inmates must either
roast alive, or if they choose, rush i
out and die in the open. The Indians,
confident of their prey, are off their
guard, and lie about, just without
the circle of light, watching the hiss-
ing flames.
~ i It takes an Indian to fight an In-
off dian, and there is a glint almost of
* delight in Bud’s eye, as he picked up
a full bucket and mounts the stool.
If man can save, he’ll not die like a
rat in a trap. So, choosing his mo-
ment, he appears in the window,
throws one bucket with telling effect
on the fire, turns to take the other
bucket from Mynota—and pitches
headlong into the room, a bullet in
his head. Without a word, Mynota
drags her brother, dead by this time,
into the other room.
The flames had enveloped one end
of the cabin, and now the roof is on
fire; the end wall sways and falls
with a crash outward.
Lane, with his pistol in his hand,
fires deliberately at the bushes which
are visible across the fire. His ob-
ject is to get as many of them as
possible, and, besides, draw their bul-
lets to him, that he may be spared
the agony of the flames which are
slowly but surely eating their way
to him and his. His efforts are in
vain; the savages withdraw a little,
but keep both eyes on the burning
cabin. There can be but one end—
death, certain, horrible.
The fire licks ever nearer and
nearer, the heat is becoming unbear-
able. Lane’s very flesh seems to be
scorched, and the suffering of his
stoical wife makes the agony all the
greater.
lotniv 'rfnt Ithe floor next the wall> he listened
given any trouble lately, but y°u! „ttpntivplv
don’ never know when they’ll cut aPS. ,,,)
loose agin’.
Putting the gun back in place, he
looked at his two pistols, then took
his seat before the fireplace. As the
fire died out, and darkness and chil-
liness fell outside he piled on a few
additional sticks, and then lost him-
self in reverie. Lizzie sat quietly on
his left, Mynota on his right. It was
so peaceful and quiet out here near
the Reservation. Not a sound broke
the stillness, except the occasional
hoot of a lonesome owl.
His wife was a Cherokee; and,
when he had taken her, he had firmly
refused the invitation of the entire
tribe to stay with them, and had
come to this spot, nearer the hostile
Choctaws. That had been some nine
years ago. And he yet had no in-
clination to go back to the tribe of
his wife. The Choctaws did not look
with favor on the paleface and his
Cherokee squaw, but that made but
little difference. He felt safe in the
protection of the fort some three
miles away. And after a while the
rough savages had come to respect
:the man with broad shoulders, and
eyes that could turn the color of cold
tempered steel. Yet, though they
respected him, they also hated him.
Thud! Thud! Thud! The man
sat up with a jerk, and strained his
ears to listen, while Mynota glanced
apprehensively at her husband. Yes.
“Ready! Aim! Fire!” the com-
mand rings out on the night air, and
the forest is lighted up by a sudden
sheet of flame. Wild yells, shots,
oaths and groans are co-mingled; and
blue-coated figures swarm about ev-
erywhere at once.
The door is burst open; the un-
conscious Lane is dragged forth; his
dead wife carried out; and then the
soldiers bring out Bud’s corpse. The
Indian they leave within. As they
watch, the roof falls in; one wall col-
lapses. sending up a shower of sparks
and another falls—the cabin is no
more.
Far away the sounds of the pur-
suit die out, and soon soldiers begin
dropping in, one at a time.
“Redskins scattered,” they mutter
to their commandent, who stapds
in a group which surrounds the un-
conscious Lane. He nods, and orders
more water to be poured over the
prostrate man.
Presently Lane opens his eyes, and
the first thing they behold is Lizzie.
“Why * * * what * * *
where am I” he asks bewildered.
‘Fire!” he whispered to Lane, who
had followed him.
brokeXfutthe^m£i, kn^They’d ' Then his brain clears with a rush,
do it sooner or later!” After a,;
pause: “Well, we’ve got to stop ’em. j it is evening again, and Lane is
Mynota, get them two buckets off the' seated on a camp stool at the fort,
shelf there. Take one of them, Bud,j listening for the second time to Liz-
and do like me.” j zie’s recital of how she had slipped
Seizing one of the buckets, he ran i through the door when the savages
to the water barrel and filled his jiati been on the opposite side of the
bucket. Then he rushed into the burning cabin, and had run through
next room, followed by Bud, with the
other bucket. He glanced at the cor-
ner where the redskins had built
their fire, and then at the little win- __
down in the middle wall. Catching you?
up a rough stool, he placed it upon i “No, child; you’re all
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the darkness to the fort, and there
given the alarm. And when she had
finished, she said: “Daddy, you
won’t whip me for running off, will
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luc injur ucucatu me ““"’Lizzie,” and the blue eyes of the man
got upon it with bis bucket of wa- 1 were dimmed as be pressed her close
the floor beneath the window, and
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The shutter was flung wide, and
he directed the stream of water upon
the center of the flames.
“Give me that other bucket!”
quick as a flash he dashed that also
on the fire, and then dropped from
the window.
This move had been so unexpected
and sudden that but few of the sav-
ages realized what was happening
under their very eyes. It may have
been due to the fact that the greater
part had gathered on the opposite
side, yelling and shooting to divert j
the attention from the real seat of ,
| operations. But when they did com- j
there could be no mistake. Thud j prehend, their yells rent the air, and
Wish! Thud swish! Some one was a fusillade of biHi.Ms era^hedthrough
fnrmin0-_and running hard, too, i the window. Outwitted and thoi
judging by the noise he made. The ; oughly angry, they surrounded the
sound1 approached. Quick as a flash, j little cabin and literally plastered its
T ane sprang from bis seat and reach- ; walls with bullets, meanwhile ie-
edXrhis rifle; but quick as he was, j plenishing the fire at the corner of
the running man was quicker, for , the house. . ,
I alfrau half fell into the room. Lane ; Again the flames gathered head-
„wuno- his rifle down on the prostrate way, licking up to the eaves. Again
savages stopped firing to watch
‘‘Whn are * * * Bud!” he its process. Again Lane suddenly
exclaimed “What does this mean? leans out of the window and P«urs
what’s wrong?” ! water on the flames; but this time
The prostrate man gasped, “The the savages are watching _or_ _™’
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door * * * the door
Choctaws break loose! . „
It needed no more to stir Lane to the ^window,
action. The door was closed and
securely bolted (and shuttered the
windows.
When he returned, Mynota was giv-
ing her brother—for so he was—a
drink of water.
“Tell me,” Lane said excitedly,
“how did you find out? I thought
you were at the fort.”
Then in broken words, Mynota s
brother began to tell bow he had
discovered the plot of the Choctaws
to commit a series of raids and mur-
ders throughout the entire vicinity.
It was a daring scheme; but Bud had
scarcely started, when a guttural
voice was heard calling.
Lane bad been listening for, and
and it is with an arm hanging use-
less at his side that he drops from
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,JOh, lord, they’ve winged me!”_
Mynota ran to him, and tearing
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the sleeve away, bandaged the broken
arm.
The entire band of Indians now
came to the side where the fire was
slowly eating its way upward. Tuny
cautiously piled on more fuel, the
flames leap higher and higher.
Lane at this moment, looking
through the open door into the next
room misses Lizzie.
“Lizzie!” he called in sudden fear.
No answer comes. He rushed into
the other room.
“By God! The door’s open! Liz!
Liz!” . ...
One of the savages discovered this
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Habermacher, J. C. Shiner Gazette. (Shiner, Tex.), Vol. 19, No. 37, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 9, 1912, newspaper, May 9, 1912; Shiner, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1142488/m1/6/: accessed July 6, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Shiner Public Library.