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That you be." "Yes, Umatilla, I believe an Indian's word you may trust mine. I will be to your boy what you may have him become. The Indian is true to his friends. I believe in you. I will be true." The old chief drew his blanket round him proudly. "Boston tilicum," said he, "if ever the day of trouble comes, I will protect you and the log school-house. You may trust my word. Indian speak true."
"You seek to please me for your own good." "Yes but, Umatilla, I can trust your word." "The word of Umatilla was never broken. Death will come to Umatilla for his mask, and will go away with an empty hand. I have tried to make my people better. Brother Lee, you have come here to instruct me I honor you. Listen to an old Indian's story. Sit down all. I have something that I would say to you."
On the banks of this blessed stream the travellers encamped for the night; and so great had been their fatigue, and so sound and sweet was their sleep, that it was a late hour the next morning before they awoke. They now recognized the little river to be the Umatilla, the same on the banks of which Mr.
Benjamin appeared before his father, on his return, with a crest of black eagle's plumes, and this crest the young Indian knight wore until the day of his death. "I shall wear mine always," he said to his father. "You wear yours." "Yes," said his father, with a face that showed a full heart. "Both together," said Benjamin. "Both together," replied Umatilla. "Always?" said Benjamin.
Their lodges were well stored with dried salmon, and they had great quantities of fresh salmon trout of an excellent flavor, taken at the mouth of the Umatilla; of which the travellers obtained a most acceptable supply. Finding that the road was on the north side of the river, Mr.
It was not an unusual thing for an Indian to come to the tepee late in the evening; but there was something mysterious and ominous in the bearing and atmosphere of this shadowy visitor. The form stepped within the opening of the tent, and a voice whispered, "Umatilla, awake!" The old chief raised himself on his elbow with an "Ugh!" "Come out under the moon."
On coming down stairs at the Umatilla House one morning I met Judge McArthur who expressed surprise at finding me yet in town, saying he supposed I and my friends were well on our way home. I replied that I was waiting the good pleasure of the Court. "Why, man, have you not heard the news?" replied the Judge.
He pressed the call-button, and, when his room-steward answered, turned Michael over to him to be taken down below and tied up in the crowded cubby-hole. During the several days and nights on the Umatilla, Michael learned much of what manner of man Harry Del Mar was. Almost, might it be said, he learned Del Mar's pedigree without knowing anything of his history.
They form the southeast boundary of the great plains along the Columbia, dividing the waters of its main stream from those of Lewis River. They are, in fact, a part of a long chain, which stretches over a great extent of country, and includes in its links the Snake River Mountains. The day was somewhat advanced before the travellers left the shady banks of the Umatilla.
But the young Indian further excited her. He shook the rod at her, and her passion mastered her prudence. She struggled with herself, and was silent for a few moments. But, suddenly catching the young Indian's eye, which had in it a savage triumph, she exclaimed: "Cultus Umatilla " The old chief stepped forward and lifted his hands. "There are hawks in the air " "Be still!" said the chief.
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