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Updated: May 13, 2025
They pushed their horses to the utmost, ever urged on by Colina, who could not know what might be behind them. But she knew they rode the best horses to be had at Enterprise. They reached the Kakisa River on the third day without any surprise from the rear.
When Ambrose and Simon got outside the teepee Simon asked the same question: "Where will you get it?" "I don't know," said Ambrose. "Give me time. I'll find a way!" "If Gaviller gets the Kakisa fur you'll make no profit this year," suggested Simon. "I have to consider other things as well as profit," Ambrose said. "There are more years to come." Reaching the dugout, Simon asked: "Where now?"
"Joey for English, Providence for French, Watusk for Kakisa," explained Simon. He called a boy to him, and made him understand that they wished to see the head man. "I send a message that we are coming," he explained to Ambrose. "He lak to be treated lak big man. It is no harm when you are trading with them." Ambrose agreed. "So this what's-his-name fancies himself," he remarked while they waited.
So far as that men tell me of the Kakisa nation, and tell of Watusk who rules them. "Men say the Kakisa men are the best hunters of the north and honest as the sun in summer-time. Men say Watusk is a wise chief and a good friend of the white men. I have plenty cigars in my outfit."
He had taken no part in the looting of the store. But Ambrose Doane would have none of it. He persuaded Watusk to give the order to break camp and fly back to the Kakisa River. Doane promised the bewildered Indian that he would make good terms for the offenders with the police when they came. "Doane's contention that he was a prisoner among the Kakisas is unsupported.
The other girl grinned and nodded, the word was passed around, and they all came forward a little way in the grass with a timid air. Their inquisitive eyes sought to pierce the obscurity of the shack. Ambrose, not yet knowing what was expected of him, kept in the background. The fat girl, prompted and nudged by Nesis, suddenly squalled something in Kakisa, which convulsed them all.
"He explained to Watusk how he could kill a whole army of the whites if he could lead them into the little valley beyond the Kakisa." A gasp of astonishment escaped the court. In almost every sentence of Colina's there was the material of a fresh sensation. Ambrose lifted his head, and a little color came back to his cheeks.
Come in!" he cried, leading the way into the rear office. "Sit down! Have a cigar!" The scowling Ambrose stared as if he thought the man demented. He waved the cigar away and came directly to the point. "I want to find out what you're willing to do about the Kakisa Indians." "Sure!" cried Strange with apparently the best will in the world. "Sit down. What do you propose?"
Watusk, with the groan of total collapse, dropped his gun on the ground, and turned to escape by the path out of the pit. Instantly there was pandemonium in the narrow place. Some tried to escape with their leader; others blocked the way. Ambrose saw Watusk seized and flung on the ground. One spat in his face. He lay where he had fallen. Thus ended the Kakisa rebellion.
In the middle of the third day of hard riding over a flower-starred prairie, and through belts of poplar bush, they came to the Kakisa River. By this time Ambrose had become somewhat habituated to his captivity. At any rate, he was more philosophical. He had been treated well enough. There was a village at the end of the trail.
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