Subject: apparent advance

From: "George Edwards" <[email-masked]>
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2006 10:24:51 +0300

He wondered why he had not done likewise.
To the far scattered cowman and miner it cried:The hostiles are on the war-path! There was water there and game and the hatedsoldiers of the pindah lickoyee could not follow.
Me, WichitaBillings, she announced, and then she pointed the finger athim, questioningly. Let the women and the old men kill their women.
Gian-nah-tah crept to Shoz-Dijijis side, touched him andpointed. One of them was a wrinkled old subchief, a past-master ofthe art of Apache warfare.
He only knew that itpleased him to interfere. He suddenly became awarethat they were calling his name aloud; they were acclaiminghim. He heard the girl call one of the men byname, demanding that they release her. The soldiers attack our camps, killing our womenand our children. A volley of rifle fire brought a sudden end to theconversation. It was after dark before the cavalry returned. The woodchopper surveyed the Indians casually. But not byso much as the quiver of an eyelid did he reveal hisunderstanding.
No lizardmoved, no insect crawled along its way that Shoz-Dijiji didnot see and note. Kill them, that they may notbreed warriors to kill your women and children. He only knew that itpleased him to interfere. Geronimo came and laid a hand upon hisshoulder. Another shotand one of the fleeing men toppled from his saddle. Therefore you may take this one and guardhim in your own house until morning. The command to chargewas given and up the slope the soldiers raced, yelling.