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FOREST AND STREAM 
March 29, 1913 
Published Weekly by the 
Forest and Stream Publishing Company, 
Charles Otis, President. 
W. G. Beecroft, Secretary. W. .T. Gallagher, Treasurer. 
127 Franklin Street, New York. 
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AGAIN THE BLACKFEET INDIANS. 
At the Travel and Vacation Show at the 
Grand Central Palace in the space of the Great 
Northern Railway is a sight that may stir the 
blood of the old-time Western man, as it ex¬ 
cites the curiosity of the young Easterner. 
The Great Northern Railway has brought on 
from Western Montana, from the country ad¬ 
jacent to the famous Glacier National Park, a 
group of Blackfeet Indians. In the Great North¬ 
ern space a lodge is pitched—one of the painted 
lodges of old times—and here are half a dozen 
men, two women, and a charming little child, 
dressed in the old-time costume of buckskin, 
embroidered with beads or porcupine quills, and, 
on special occasions, wearing war bonnets of the 
stiff tail feathers of the war eagle. Of these 
men the oldest is Three Bears, whose hair is 
turning white. Others are White Calf, Fish 
Wolf Robe, Long Time Sleeping, Lazy Boy, Big 
Top, and the wives of two of the men, and a 
child. The Indians are in charge of Mr. Shoe¬ 
maker, of Helena, Montana. 
White Calf, formerly known as Two Guns, 
is the son of that other White Calf, long chiSf 
of the Piegans. He was noted for his wisdom, 
his gentleness, his bravery in war, and his readi¬ 
ness to lead his people into new ways when he 
saw that these new ways could no longer be 
avoided. Something of his life, full of years, 
and the story of his death during a visit to 
Washington in January, 1903, was told at the 
time in Forest and Stream. 
To our mind the Great Northern Railway 
people have acted wisely in bringing on these 
Indians, and showing to prospective travelers to 
the Glacier National Park these kindly, friendly 
people, who in time to come, it is hoped, may 
act as guides for visitors to the park, and pilot 
inquisitive tourists through its rocky, yet beauti¬ 
ful fastnesses. 
This is not the first time that a lot of 
Blackfeet Indians have appeared at an out¬ 
door show in New York. In 1896 Forest and 
Stream at the Sportsman’s Show in Madison 
Square Garden, in Alarch of that year, had an 
attractive camp of Indians whom older readers 
may well remember. There was Bear Chief, 
sturdy of frame and square of jaw; there was 
Siksikaquan, tall, lean and lithe; there was White 
Antelope Woman and her altogether charming 
baby, Natoye, who for a week captured and held 
the sportsmen of the city and its vicinity. The 
newspapers of the time recognized a good thing 
when they saw it, and made a feature of Bear 
Chief, so that in a few days he became one of 
the best known men in New York, and those 
who walked by his side, while they were showing 
him the sights of what he called “this place of 
many houses,” often heard people say to each 
other, “That is Bear Chief.” 
Forest and Stream’s camp of that day was 
necessarily railed off so that the public could 
look, but not touch. In the space was an old- 
time skin lodge with crossing lodge poles. A 
little to one side was a sweat house, with its 
nearby pile of stones for heating. Back of the 
lodge was a drying scaffold, hung with meat. 
There were thus seen three of the most char¬ 
acteristic features of the old-time Indian camp. 
It had been intended to have the Indians occu¬ 
pied at their primitive work, the man making 
or mending his arms, and the woman dressin* 
hides, or making moccasins; but the public would 
not stand this. They wanted—each one of them 
apparently—to talk to Bear Chief; to ask ques¬ 
tions of the mother and to see the baby, and 
there was nothing to do but yield to the pres¬ 
sure of circumstances. 
The old-fashioned cow skin lodge was fur¬ 
nished with primitive implements, brought to¬ 
gether on the Blackfoot Reservation. In the 
middle of the lodge burned a fire, and around 
it sat the family, dressed in the ornamented skin 
clothing of old times. Tied to the poles at the 
back of the lodge and hung up on a tripod 
without, were various sacred medicine bundles, 
whose history has been related, but which may 
not be spoken of by ordinary people. By the 
sweat house stood a painted buffalo skull, and 
not far from the lodge were the fresh killed 
heads and skins of mountain sheep and moun¬ 
tain goats. 
He who looked at the sweat lodge, and was 
familiar with the ways of the red hunter of 
North America, could not but be thrilled as he 
remembered the prayers offered up under this 
frame, as the medicine man throws the water 
on the hot stones, and the thick steam rises. The 
pipe is lighted and held to the sky, to the ground 
and to the four directions, and then the smoke 
is blown toward the bull’s skull, and the buffaloes 
are asked to help those who are now starting out 
to war, perhaps to great danger. 
Of these Forest and Stream Indians, Natoye 
the Indian baby was undoubtedly the most attrac¬ 
tive and popular—the bright particular star. 
Dressed in the beaded buckskins worn by the 
children of well-to-do parents of fifty years ago, 
to her belt were attached a full set of tiny 
women’s implements, elaborate and complete to 
the last detail. Natoye was only twenty months 
old, but she was pretty sturdy on her feet, and 
had a mind of her own. Sometimes she broke 
away from her parents, crept under the rail and 
went off by herself for a romp in the Garden. 
When she did that, it was not long before she 
was surrounded by a crowd of laughing people, 
among whom she was perfectly at home. She 
played hide and seek among the legs of the men. 
or crowed and kicked in the arms of some lady. 
Presents were showered on her, dolls and toys 
and ffowers. It was said of her, ‘ She takes 
home with her perhaps half a peck of coppers 
and coins, and might have had many more had 
her freakishness not often led her to decline 
without thanks the offers of small coins, whose 
appearance did not suit her. Her favorite porte- 
monnaie was her mouth, and this habit perhaps 
gave rise to the story of a daily newspaper man, 
which stated that Natoye had swallowed $1.50 
worth of pennies, which were to be searched for 
with the X-rays.” 
Yes, Forest and Stream Indians of that 
day made their mark in New York, which lasted 
perhaps as long as marks made in New York 
often do. We think that the Great Northern 
Indians will make their mark, and we congratu¬ 
late Mr. Noble and the peculiarly energetic and 
efficient staff on duty at the Great Northern 
space on a very happy idea well carried out. 
THE PLEASED EXPRESSION. 
The expression of pleasure and satisfaction 
upon the faces of the thousands who visited our 
e.xhibit at the Travel and Vacation Show well 
repaid us for the considerable investment re¬ 
quired to make the Forest and Stream’s camp 
the show place of the entire exhibition. It was 
labeled. Sportsman’s Paradise, and so it was, ex¬ 
cept that the season was closed on everything 
there. However, an optical shot brought down' 
a diversified bag. Bears, Chinese, ring-neck, 
golden and Hungarian pheasants, mallards, wid¬ 
geon, cranes and what not else in the way of 
fancy fowl. A model camp and equipment, a 
stream and a canoe, fishing tackle; in fact, every¬ 
thing to gladden the heart of the sportsman was 
brought together in 2,600 feet of floor space, 
converted into a veritable forest, in which one 
could, in his imagination, hear the sighing of the 
wind and where the Blackfeet Indians sat about 
in perfect contentment. 
That Bear. 
BY RALPH BENBROOK. 
I’ve got him at last— 
Or he’s got me; 
Right soon I’ll know 
Which it will be! 
We’ll see. 
You can scare some bear. 
But be don't scare; 
’Twon’t do at all 
To miss that bear! 
By Goll! 
Stand still, black Joe! 
Good horse, be still; 
You needn’t shake so — 
That growl don’t kill; 
Be still! 
It’s the teeth that picks 
The bones all bare. 
But ours they shan’t pick, 
W'e’ll git that bear! 
You hear? 
Mind your eye, now. 
You big fool bear! 
I’m goin’ to plug you. 
If you please — where 
You prefer? Your heart? 
Crack! Good! True to hair! 
I sort o’ guessed 
\)'e’d fetch that bear 
Right there. 
