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Title: The story of Red Feather : a tale of the American frontier
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Ellis, Edward Sylvester, 1840-1916
Subjects: Dakota Indians Frontier and pioneer life — Minnesota Minnesota — Fiction
Publisher: New York : McLoughlin Bros.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN
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truck his chin againstthe wood hard enough to cause him some pain. Me go away—all Sioux go away—neber come here gin—donthurt nuffin—hurry way.: And you will not come back to harm us ? Neber come back—stay way—love white folks. I dont believe you will ever love them, and I dont ask you todo so; but you know that my father and mother and I have alwaystreated your people kindly, and they have no reason to hurt us. Dat so—dat so—Red Feather love fader, love moder, love son,love pappoose of white folks. You see how easy it would be for me to shoot you where you arenow without any risk to myself, but I shall not hurt you. I will helpto get your head and shoulders loose; but I am afraid that when youmount your horse again and ride out on the prairie you will forgetall you promised me. Neber, neber, neber! replied the chieftain, with all the energyat his command. You will think that you know enough never to run your head THE STORY OF RED FEATHER f/f^: —Ik- ^~~- i • f i 1
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Oh, Mel! called Dot dont hurt him.—Page 30 THE NET YOfiK LSI ,. AXDMttKDATIONS THE STORY OF RED FEATHER 8.5 into that window again, and you will want to set fire to the houseand tomahawk us. The Sioux looked as if he was deeply pained at this distrust of hishonorable intentions, and he seemed at a loss to know what to sayto restore himself to the good graces of his youthful master. You are sure you wont forget your promise, Red Feather ? Red Feather Sioux chief—he neber tell lie—he speak wid singletongue—he love white folks.1 I counted five warriors with you; are they all you have ? Dey all—hab no more.* Melville believed the Indian spoke the truth. Where are the rest? Go down oder side Muddy Riber—wont come here. Melville was inclined to credit this statement also. If Red Featherspoke the truth, the rest of his band, numbering fully a score, weretwenty miles distant, and were not likely to appear in that part ofthe country. Such raids as that on which they were engaged mu
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