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_—_ oe she stone, ‘shall be aed cleaseri with ‘is - feasts.” of many presents, Uncle Dick’s dec- laration stung the Yellow Bear’s self-respect. Satanta was laughing in- wardly to see him dictated to by one white man. Then again his Indian mind could not perceive any justice in allowing soldiers to kill a man they had no part in capturing. The Arapahoes had done the fighting and had lost two men. It was an affront to his logic and his conception of fair play. Yet oy WHILE tempted by the prospect -Cut-Hand was a mighty power with the Arapahoes, and Yellow Bear sought to soften his own insistence by asking: “Cut-Hand has one prisoner, the medi- cine-woman. How can he claim the white manp” “Because he is my prisoner. Because he knows something I want to know,” bluntly answered Uncle Dick. “But he shall tell all he knows over the fire,” protested Yellow Bear. e “He. will talk very much,” spoke up Satantay » “The chief of the Kiowas is angry because he did not count a coup,” shot back Uncle Dick. Satanta scowled murderously, remem- bered himself and shifted his expression to one of mild reproach. His voice was un- ruffled as he commented— “The Kiowas do not let white men tell them what they shall do with their prisoners.” “The Arapahoes are old friends of Cut- Hand. He has never lied to them. They will do more for him than the Kiowas would. Colonel Leavenworth will tell Settainte what he shall do’ with his prisoners and Settainte will listen and obey.” Satanta turned away his head until he could control his facial expression. The Arapahoes were quick to note how truly the shot had scored. Yellow Bear hesi- tated. The friendship between the moun- taineer and his people was something sacred. Uncle Dick might have carried his point, because of the Arapahoes’ great love for him, had not Crooked Arm at that moment become a victim to ambition. Swelling with importance and irritating the wound on his chest to a more frightful appearance, he proudly informed: “The white man is my. ne I — -. ~~. 2 > Ss all Ad é sr ss 2. ead we - i —— ara " - « > -. aoe a 2 = = be ae =. = Re: 5 - T. : af a mre + my j ‘ona: y ae m a juts eae counted coup BP being the ihe touch fim mo = ZB with my bare hand.” | Satanta laughed mockingly. Yellow Bear’s eyes lighted in triumph. “Ugh!” he exploded. ‘What does Cut- Hand say to that?” Uncle Dick bit his lip. It was true he had permitted his young companion to- count his coup by touching the outlaw | ee first; this had been done to aid him in win- ning a war-name. His hold on the Arapa- hoes was centered in their firm belief that he would never deceive them. “Crooked Arm did touch him first,” he promptly admitted. ‘‘The white man was -like one dead. I left him without touching him, in order to give Crooked Arm a chance to count his coup. Crooked Arm is a- brave man. The white man is prisoner se the Arapahoes.”’ “Then Cut-Hand has nothing to say if my friend, Yellow Bear, teaches the White Bear how to roast a white man,” taunted Satanta. “They mean p’izen, boss. Gimme a bullet first,’ whispered Detel. “Never have the Arapahoes asked any-— thing of me without getting it,” gravely continued Uncle Dick, catching and holding Yellow Bear’s gaze. “Never has Cut-Hand asked anything of the Arapahoes but what it was gladly given tohim. If I now ask for Yellow Bear’s ponies I will find them wait- ing for me at my lodge on the mountain. The Bear can ask for anything of mine and it will be left at his lodge. “Now I ask for this white man. Give him to me and he will be punished. In re- — turn for him you shall get many guns. I promise it. You shall get many goods for your women. I promise it. If the Kiowa laughs at you for not building a fire under this man, ask him where his presents are? — Where is the bright cloth your women love? This man is worth many ponies, many guns, many bales of cloth, if you do not burn him. The Arapahoes would be fools to burn up many ponies and cloth and guns. Even the Kiowa would not do that. He would make a trade.” As Wooton ceased,‘ Yellow Bear turned on his heel and made a gesture for several of his leading men to join him. Crooked Arm was called into the conference and went, swollen with great pride. Uncle Dick knew their decision must stand. If —- the verdict. were eee ‘Detel, then the ‘: 2 ms Dee com < = =e wig: ahs a 7A