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From: | Marianne Gregory |
Subject: | colonize |
Date: | Thu, 14 Sep 2006 23:12:37 +0300 |
![]() To know if Shoz-Dijiji lives and will return; she
said. He urged uponher the necessity for immediately accepting the advances ofthe
chief.
He thought he did not harm her simply becausehe did
not wish to.
Therewas a fight at Cibicu Creek and they killed a
lot ofsoldiers. If they on war trail Shoz-Dijiji fight with them.
Tothe rear he saw ten angry cavalrymen spurring
toward him,firing as they came. Where are my people that you
callCheeracows?
Her face betrayed nothing of the terrifying,
witheringemotion that scorched her brain. I thought I told you tostay in town until
this fracas blowed over.
Until morning cameand many had dropped with
exhaustion the dance continued.
Before I die I wouldsee my daughter, whom I love,
safe with a great warrior Juhis a great warrior. Juh does not lie, nor has he slain
Shoz-Dijiji. The horses, tired and footsore, were quiet.
For Shoz-Dijiji appreciated well and fully
theimpressiveness of his exploit. Nakay-do-klunni did not know even this much
aboutthem. No, Shoz-Dijiji, I will not goand tell them anything.
Then he pointed toward a bag that Ish-kay-nay
clutched in her hand, and grunted. What in tarnations the matter with thet cayuse
anyways? I do not believe that Shoz-Dijiji is dead, she said. All right-you go tell
white warriors they must not killApaches.
Shoz-Dijiji whispered soothingly softSpanish
words.
Before I die I wouldsee my daughter, whom I love,
safe with a great warrior Juhis a great warrior. She offered him her littletreasures
and he promised to see what he could do about it. Presently the officer shared the
secret withSergeant Olson and the sun. Shoz-Dijiji is looking for his people, that
is all. I have not heard but just a little of the fight, repliedWichita. The sand
beneathits feet gave forth no dust nor any sound. If he ties hispony before our
tepee Ish-kay-nay will lead it to water andfeed it?
I have not heard but just a little of the fight,
repliedWichita.
Shoz-Dijiji returned his six-shooter to its holster
andsmiled back at her.
He waited where he was until a rise of ground hid
himfrom the troopers entering the plain below.
Fifty of them,shouted the man, running toward the
small corral where theirmounts were confined.
The young war chiefwondered what this movement of
troops portended. All the time he stood very still andpresently the animals quieted.
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