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around the stove there was a space perhaps two feet 

 wide, and behind it a window looked out over the river, 

 which was but a short distance away. 



"Nick and I talked for a little while, a,nd then he was 

 called away to attend to one of the Indians with which 

 the store was crowded. I saw one of them speak to him 

 as he walked away, motioning toward me, and Nick 

 made some reply which of course I did not understand, 

 for I don't know Sioux. In a minute though I saw that 

 something was up. 



"I learned afterward what the old fool bad said, and I 

 have never forgiven him for it. It seems that the Indian 

 said to him, 'Who is that man and what did he come 

 foi-y And Nick like an old idiot replied, 'Why, don't you 

 know him? He is the Small Chief of the Pawnees and 

 was in command at Summit Springs when they licked 

 you fellows and Spotted Tail's brother was killed. He's 

 come up here to get some horses that you stole from him 

 in the summer.' 



' The Indians at once began to look hard at me and to 

 talk to each other at first in low tones and then louder, 

 and what I liked less to crowd toward my end of the 

 store. The more they talked the angrier and more ex- 

 cited they seemed to get. They began to get their knives 

 out, and holding them in their hands as they talked, 

 flourished them up and down in a way that made my 

 blood run cold, I felt sure that they had learned who I 

 was, and if they had, I knew I was in for trouble, but 

 of course I pretended not to notice anything, and sat 

 there warming my hands as if that was the only thing 

 iu life that interested me. I had taken in the surround- 

 ings pretty well, and knew just what I should do if 

 they made a break for me. The stove was big and red 

 hot, and they couldn't get over that, and, since I could 

 see no signs among them of any firearms or bows, they 

 would have to come at me through the narrow passage 

 at the side of the stove. I bad a six-shooter on, and I 

 made up my mind if they came for me, I would pile up 

 what I could around the stove, and then go through 

 the window. In the willow brush 20ft. below I could 

 easily, I thought, make my way to the river, get across 

 it somehow, and get to my horse. Then no one could 

 catch me. 



"There was one Indian, who carried a big war club set 

 with knife blades, who was especially demonstrative 

 He was a big, villainous-looking fellow with red and 

 yellow streaks painted across his face, and in swinging 

 his club and shaking it above his head his robe fell back, 

 and I noticed that he had a black star painted on his 

 left breast. I thought to myself, 'If it comes to shooting 

 I'll take the first shot at that star.' 



"Well, the crowd kept getting thicker and thicker, 

 and madder and madder, and I kept on warming my 

 hands and looking at the stove as if there wasn't an In- 

 dian in the store, but I made up my mind that something 

 had got to be done pretty quick. The Indians crowded 

 up as close as they could to the stove, but none of them 

 tried to come round it to where I was, and I guess it was 

 very lucky for me that they didn't. I don't know how 

 long it all lasted, for as I sat there holding my hands out 

 toward the stove, and seeming to pay attention to nothing 

 but getting warm, I was too busy watching and listening 

 to take much account of how the time went. 



' 'I remember that I had just noticed a fellow at the back 

 of the crowd shouting out something and flourishing a 

 hatchet in the air, when the crowd of Indians parted 

 before one of their number who shouldered his way 

 through them. He was a big, fine-looking man, with a 

 grave, kind face, a face that had lots of power in it. I 

 didn't look at him then, but I could see out of the corner 

 of my eye that be had nothing in his hand but a pipe 

 which he was smoking. He came up to the end of the 

 counter, nearer than any of the other Indians were to 

 me, and I thought to myself, 'Old fellow, are you going 

 to lead off?' He stopped there, however, and stood about 

 four feet from me, leaning his elbow on the counter and 

 drawing in long breaths of smoke and looking at me. 

 The row had quieted a little bit when he appeared, as if 

 the others were waiting for him to say or do something; 

 but now it began again, and I saw those confounded 

 knives flourishing about, and I just kept warming my 

 hands. You bet I was wai-m enough by this time. 



"The Indian with the pipe watched me for awhile, and 

 presently .without saying anything, he reached out the pipe 

 to me. I stretched out my hand without looking at him, 

 took it and inhaled a few deep whiffs of the smoke, and 

 then passed it back to him, and he smoked for a moment, 

 and then spoke a few words to the other Indians, and 

 gradually the talk became less loud, the knives were put 

 in their sheaths, one by one the Indians fell away, the 

 crowd dispersed, and the smoking Indian and I were left 

 alone by the stove. Then and not till then did I see old 

 Nick, who with his face gray with fear and excitement 

 came up to me, and in his broken French-English began 

 to tell me incoherently how scared he had been for me. 

 Then the smoking Indian knocked out his pipe, put it in 

 his tobacco sack, shook hands with me and spoke a few 

 words and then walked out of the store." 



"What was it he said to you?" I asked. 



"I didn't understand; you know I can't talk Sioux," 

 the Chief replied. 



"No, but Nick could; didn't he interpret?" 



"Well, yes," answered the Chief rather reluctantly, 

 "Nick told me that the Indian had said I was a brave 

 man and would be safe here now and that he hoped we 

 would meet some time on the warpath. 



"Well, sir, I was about as badly scared that time as I 

 ever have been, and I tell you I gave it to old Nick for 

 telling the Indian who I was. He was sorry as could be 

 of course, but the old fool knew no better. He and I 

 presently walked up to the agent's, who gave me an order 

 for my horses, and I rode back that night to Randall. 

 The next day I found that Col. M. and the quartermaster 

 were both away and a young lieutennant was acting 

 quartermaster. I went to him, but when I began to tell 

 my story he waved me aside and told me that he was 

 busy and that I would have to come in the afternoon. 

 Well, I went in the afternoon and he heard what I had 

 to say and told me to come again in the evening and that 

 he would look into the matter. In the evening I went 

 again, and by this time I was getting a little hot under the 

 collar. I got still more so when he began to throw doubt 

 on my story and to say that the horses did not answer my 

 description. Finally he said that he could not give me the 

 horses without more investigation, and I got up and 

 said: 



" 'Well you can do as you please in the matter, but I 

 want you to understand that I don't propose to wait 

 around here to suit your convenience. I would have you 

 to know that I have got my horse in my own possession, 

 and I propose to keep him and take him away. The other 

 horse, as you will see by the papers, is not mine. It be- 

 longs to a poor man who can ill afford to lose it. You can 

 give it to me or keep it, whichever suits you best. But 

 lam going away to-night.' He stared at me a moment 

 as if paralyzed, and then, without saying a word, wrote 

 out an order for the two horses and handed it to me, and 

 that night I rode away from Randall with both of them.'' 

 Yo. 



REMINISCENCES.— II, 



[Continued from, page A7S.] 



A YEAR or two later, in company with three others of 

 my own age, I visited the same camp. We expected 

 to find our quarters about as they were when I left them 

 before, but to our disappointment the stove was gone and 

 everything presented an uninviting appearance. The 

 weather made fire a necessity, and we were obliged to 

 construct a fire-place in one corner of the shanty. Com- 

 pleting the work as best we could, a fire was lighted and 

 we congratulated ourselves upon our success. 



During the first two days we got along reasonably well, 

 then the smoke began to annoy us, growing worse toward 

 evening, finally becoming almost unbearable. Outside 

 the wintry blasts whistled through the pines, and when 

 darkness settled around us we felt uncomfortable enough. 

 In our haste to provide a fire-place we had neglected to 

 properly protect the floor and walls of the shanty, and to 

 our horror found that the fire was slowly but surely com- 

 municating with the building. In such a plight how 

 could it be possible to sleep? and without a lantern it was 

 out of the question to procure necessary material for re- 

 pairs. The storm raged without, piercing every crevice 

 of our habitation — and they were not few. There was 

 but one way to avoid the dense cloud of smoke which 

 filled oxu- quarters— by lying on the floor. The cold in- 

 creased, but fire must be kept burning or four young 

 nimrods shiver through the long night. To provide for 

 our safety, it was agreed that two of the party should 

 He down until midnight and two sit up with the fire. 



I was again one of the unfortunates, taking first turn. 

 Slowly and painfully the hours passed while the angry 

 winds blew their cold breath down the rude chimney. 

 Finally the time arrived when our sleepiug companions 

 must rise, and without any allowance for yawns or cat- 

 naps, we were soon occupying their beds and away to 

 dreamland. Horror- of horrors! scarcely had we fallen 

 asleep when the cry of fire awakes us just in time to see 

 fire and fireplace disappear through the floor. The camp 

 was in a blaze and no water at hand. Stupefied by sleep 

 and smoke, we gathered up hats, gum boots, etc., and in 

 stocking feet made our way through thick darkness, 

 briers and logs to the stream, a hundred yards away, 

 quickly returning with these vessels filled. The fire had 

 not made much progress, owing to the fact that the 

 floor of our camp was some 2 or 3ft. above ground, to 

 which both fire and fireplace had fallen. We succeeded 

 very soon in putting the fire out, but passed the remain- 

 der of that long dreary night without closing an eye. 

 The next morning two of the party visited the nearest 

 mining village, where a cook stove was procured and 

 hauled to camp. Thereafter we bade defiance to the 

 storm and smoked our pipes in peace. 



With succeeding years our party increased, but all were 

 considered novices until after killing at least one deer. 

 The muzzleloader finally gave way to the breechloader, 

 and our camp was provided with all necessary modern 

 conveniences. We became familiar with the territory 

 over which we hunted, and began to count with older 

 heads the number of the slain. 



One morning I took my stand at a runout. The wind 

 was piercing cold, at times blowing a regular gale. I had 

 remained almost two hours, hearing no sound save that 

 of the storm. Looking out over the broad expanse of low 

 brush and fern I saw a deer running directly toward me. 

 My hitherto benumbed senses were now aroused, and the 

 storm, which a few moments before had almost driven 

 me to camp, became a gentle breeze. On and on the deer 

 glided, bounding gracefully over the brush, heedless of 

 impending danger. A few more bounds and it is within 

 range. I fire, and with increased speed the deer passes 

 out of sight. The trail is followed and blood in profusion 

 found, but enow flakes fly thick and fast and my anxiety 



increases, for the trail may soon be covered entirely and 

 all trace lost. Rapidly I move along, trusting to the in- 

 stinct of my dog, which is yet a comparative stranger to 

 me. Within the space of half a mile from where the shot 

 was fired the deer had lain down several times; after that 

 the trail was difficult to follow. I knew little about the 

 reliability of my dog, but before another half mile was 

 covered I was in possession of my game and realized his 

 worth. Before leaving camp the cook had been directed 

 to provide two hooks and nail to a tree which stood near 

 the tent, as I would need them before the close of the 

 week. Upon my return the hooks were in place and one 

 of them put in use. 



The following morning our course led in an opposite 

 direction from that of the previous day, everything 

 seemed favorable to success, the ground was covered 

 with snow and Old Sol kept himself hidden behind the 

 clouds, giving Jack Frost ample opportunity to take a 

 nip whenever he desired. The ground to be driven was 

 covered with a dense growth of brush 8 to 10ft. in height, 

 affording excellent hiding places for deer. We were 

 picketed along the face of a ridge and across the ravine 

 at a place where the drive was to end. Clark started 

 with dogs at the end of the ridge, and their tonguing 

 soon after was a signal to be on the lookout. 



Time passed and the dogs drew nearer to the watchers. 

 We were spaced several hundred yards apart, and could 

 not see any distance on account of the brush. Suddenly 

 the heavy report of a breechloader burst upon the air, 

 followed closely by another, then came rolling along with 

 the reports as they reverberated among the hills a suc- 

 cession of yells which would have done credit to a Sioux 

 chief. My first impression was that one of our party had 

 either shot himself or was engaged in deadly combat with 

 some ferocious beast. I moved toward him with all 

 possible speed, expecting to see the mangled and bleed- 

 ing form of my companion. 



As I drew near enough to catch sight of him I beheld a 

 spectacle which has haunted my vision ever since. Stand- 

 ing astride of a fawn he had killed was Sam, with a 

 bloody hatchet in one hand and gun in the other; fire 

 flashed from his eyes; the snow and bushes were tramped 

 down and bespattered with blood, presenting the appear- 

 ance of a slaughter pen. Seeing the real situation I began 

 to interrogate the excited chief tan, who said, "Here is 

 one and over there Ues another." The rest of our party 

 were still at their posts, and I started out as directed to 

 find "the other one," but I was unsuccessful, and returned 

 to assist in dressing the fawn which Sam had about de- 

 capitated with his hatchet. Before this was complete 

 the party assembled, and although thorough search was 

 made we failed to find the second deer, but its trail 

 proved very clearly that Sam had shot wide of his mark. 

 In due time the fawn was taken to camp, and both hooks 

 were now occupied. The hooks still remain, but the good 

 old man who cut and placed them on the tree has since 

 passed away. The doctor sleeps on the hillside. Yet 

 with each returning season the remainder of our com- 

 pany bid adieu to home and business cares for a brief 

 stay among the grand old mountains. F. G. 



Tyrone, Pa. 



THE BATS.-I. 



BY R. W. SHUFELDT, M.D., C.M.Z.S. 



IF the reader will refer back to my first paper in Forest 

 and Stream on the Rodentia, he will find that we 

 have now passed through and quite fully illustrated that 

 extensive order of mammals, and to here pursue our plan, 

 I present in extenso the next order we have to deal with, 

 as set forth by the Provisional "List" of the U. S. 

 National Museum; this is the Order Chiroptera, a group 

 which contains all the Bats. 



This most interesting assemblage of forms is thus ar- 

 ranged: 



Order CHIROPTERA. Bats. 

 Suborder MICROCHIRQPTERA. The Typical Bats. 

 Family Vespertilionid^e. The True Bats. 



Anthrozom pallidus (Le Ccmte) H. Allen. Pale Bat. United 

 States west of the Rocky Mountains; Oregon to Mexico. 



Vesperugo m-ottuw (Schreber), Dobson. Serotine Bat. All zo- 

 ographical regions except Australia. In America, from Win- 

 nipeg to West Indies. 



Vesperugo propinquw, Peters. Guatemala and Honduras. 



Veneperugo albigularis, Peters. Mexico. 



Vesperugo georgianus (F. Cuv.), Dobson. Georgian Bat. United 

 States. 



Vesperugo noctivdgqm (Le Conte.), Dobson. United States, from 



Atlantic Ocean to Rocky Mountains. 

 Vesperugo parmdus (H. Allen), Dobson. Mexico to Costa Rica. 

 Vesperugo hetperm (H. Allen), Dobson. California. 

 Nycticejus erepusctitopto, Le Conte. United States, from the Great 



Lakes southward to Mexico. 

 Atalapha nweboracensis (Erxeleben), Peters. Red Bat. Canada 



to Chili. 



Atalapha cinerea (Beauvois), Peters. Hoary Bat. Nova Scotia to 

 Chili. 



Atalapha intermedia (Allen), Peters. Texas to Mexico. 

 Vespertilio nitidus, H. Allen. California Bat. United States west 



of the Rocky Mountains; California. Texas and Mexico. 

 Vespertilio nigricans Max zu Wied. Mexico to South Brazil. 

 V&qpertilio evotis, H. Allen. Pacific Coast west of the Rocky 



Mountains. 



VespertUio sidndatus, Say. Little Brown Bat. North America 



east of the Rocky Mountains: Mexico. 

 Vespertilio varolii. Temminck. 'North America. 

 Vespertilio albescens, Geoff roy. Mexico and, Brazil. 

 Vespertilio lucifugm, Le Conte. Blunt-nosed Bat. Hudson Bay 



to Brazil. 



Natalus sbramincm, Gray. Mexico to Brazil. 



Natalus lepidus (Gervais), Dobson. Cuba. 



Family Emballonurid^s. 



Khynelionyetej-is naso {Maxzvl Wied), Peters. Guatemala to Brazil 



Saecopteryx Mlineata (Temminck), Peters. Guatemala to Brazil 



Saecopteryx caninct (Max zu Wied), Dobson. Guatemala to Brazil 



Saecopteryx plicata (Peters), Dobson. Mexico and Costa Rica. 



DiciMnrus ttUnis. Max zu Wied. Guatemala to Brazil. 



BtoSt&te leprrri nus must ir us (Dahl), Dobson. Antillean and Bra- 

 zilian subregions. 



Molossus rufus. Geoffrey. Red Mastiff Bat. Mexico to Brazil 



Mohmus nasutm. Spix. Guatemala to Brazil. 



Molosms aljrasus (Temminck), Peters. Guatemala to Brazil 



Nystinonau maerotis. Gray. Cuba, Brazil, Paraguay. 



i\'i,etinumtw yreuMis ( Wagner), Peters. Guatemala/Panama and 

 Brazil. 



Nyethiotnus hrasiliensis. Is. Geoffrey. Kansas and California to 

 Chili. 



Family Phyllostomidje. The Leaf -nosed Bats. 

 Chilonycteris macleayi, Cray. Cuba. Jamaica, Hayti 

 ChiVmycteri.s prrmnuia, Wagner. Guatemala, Venezuela. Brazil 

 Chilonycteris parnelli (Gray), Peters. Cuba, Jamaica 

 Chilonycteris rutriginosa, Wagner. Mexico to Brazil 

 Chilonycteris davyi (Gray), Dobson. Mexico to Brazil 

 Mormops megalophylla, Peters. Mexico to Venezuela, 



