Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 37: what you’re looking at

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4 TECUMSEH AND HIS CHIEFTAINS. 89 Others had come to them before with lies on their tongues, and said, ‘ Let the Sioux rise and strike, and we will sweep the white men from the land of the Indian’ But, when the time came, the tribes who were hottest for battle were not to be found. They did not aid the Sionx, and many warriors fell, and we took only a fewscalps. But weare ready now. We have found a man who will nof turn back in the day of bat- tle, and may put enough life even into the hearts of the Foxes to make them fight this time.” The chief of the Foxes, against whom most of this rude harangue had been directed, leaped to his feet angrily as soon as the other sat down. He was a smaller man than the last speaker, but had gained equal fame both at the council-fire and in the field. _“ Why does the Sioux pause ?” he cried, allowing his blan- ket to drop from his shoulder, so as to give full play to the muscular right arm, which was at once stretched out in an impressive gesture. “ Why does he not go on in his insults to the great nation of the Foxes, who never were weak when there was a battle or it was time to make war. My brother has told a good tale, but he has made a mistake. He sent messengers to the Foxes and said, ‘It is time to make war, let. us dig up the hatchet.’ I spoke for my young men and said, ‘Not yet. The young men are gone to the hunting- grounds, to get food for their squaws and pappooses in the coming winter. When they return, we willtalk of war; and if they fall, their widows and pappvoses will have food to eat.’ But, the Sioux were ina hurry. They would not wait, and they made war without the help of the Foxes. The white men beat them to their holes like rabbits; and, when _ all was done, they turned upon the Foxes and called them cowards. Where is a nation that has never forgotten that they are of Indian blood, and that it runs in that blood to hate white men? It is the nation of the Foxes. I see them, mighty in battle, great at the ‘council-fire, skillful hunters, whose pappooses never cry for bread. How can a chief ‘of the Sioux say that the Foes are’not ready to fight? When Tecumseh came, I struck the batehet into the red post, and. called the braves to see it. Then they knew that war was at hand; but they were very glad.. The Prophet spoke true COMIC DOOKS..C com -