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THE EAGLE: WEDNESDAY, APRIL U, 1895. A NORMAL SCHOOL ESSAY. Which Han the Hetter Right to America? Written by Mildred Bruhm. Other people may have a different opinion from myself, but as I don't in tend to give their side of the question, I will proceed to discuss my opinion. The Indian has a hetter right to Amer ica by the right of possession. He lived here years and years ago before the white man knew there was such a place. When America was discovered, it was by accident, for in endeavoring to find a new way to India, they came across America, and found it to be a goodly hind, inhabited by a peaceful race. Now the white man said, "This is a weak and uncivilized race, so by the right of might.civilization and discovery it is ours." Who can blame the Indian for resenting this claim ? When Colum bus discovered San Salvador he found it inhabited by Indians. Did they try to kill him? No. They did every thing they could to make him comfortable. Didn't William Perm make friends with them? In all the bloody wars that followed, not one drop of Quaker blood w as shed by the Indians. This shows they were inclined to be a peaceful nation. Had the white man applied Ins Golden Rule "Do unto others as ye would they should do unto you" They would have treated them the same. If the white man found the old continents too thickly populated.why didn't he follow Penn's example, and buy the land, instead of taking it by force, and causing so much bloodshed? . Supposing a nation of giants were to come to America today, and try to take it as the white man did, wouldn't he re sist this assault with all his might tmd skill, just as the Indian did? I once heard a story of an Indian boy and girl, which I wish to relate to you, the girl's name was Blue Feather, and her brother's Long Pow. They lived with their parents in wes tern Dakota in a tepee, which is a tent like arrangement of poles and skins. Long Bow was clad in a tattered suit of buckskin, while his sister wore a pink - calico dress, and braided in her hair were a profusion of azure lined feathers. Blue Feather was not lacking in the vanity of her race and sex, but as good may some times come from evil, so vanity may be surely the beginning of a strife after better things. As Blue Feather sat in a shady pla-e, alternately sewing on a moccasin, and casting glances at her gay image re lieved in the river flowing near, there were many thoughts struggling in her untutored mind. She had tried to per suade her brother to attend the mission ary school, but he would not consent, as he said the pale faces would teach him to lie and cheat. The next day Long Bow walked to While there he chanced to meet Gilbert Ray, the missionary's son. Gilbert had long wanted a bow and arrowsof genuine Indian make so, taking a bow and ar rows, he asked the price. Long Bow gravely marked off the joints of his fore finger. Gilbert had learned enough of In dian signs, to understand that Long Bow wanted a dollar for the boiv and arrows. Gilbert told the Indian boy to wait until he returned. Gilbert rushed home, into his father's study and asked his fa ther for a dollar, which he promised Gil bert for planting potatees. His father told him to take a dollar from his purse. An hour later when the good missionary had finished his work, he was somewhat surprised when he ex amined his purse. He called Gilbert and asked him whether he had taken a dollar bill or a silver dollar. Gilliert re plied that it was a silver dollar. Mr. Ray told Gilbert that it was a counterfeit dollar, that had been palmed off on him a few days before, and the Indian boy would think that Gilbert had tried to cheat him. Mr Ray was right for it did not take Long Bow long to find out that the dollar was a liogus one. Two weeks after this Gilbert and his sister, Elsie, in taking a ride on their po nies were caught in one of those severe as he grunted out an acknowledgement of thanks. The old Indian and his squaw being away, the tepee was thus left to the four young folks. As Gilbert and Elsie had picked up a little of the Sionx tongue, and the Indians knew considerable En glish, they managed to have a lively conversation. Blue Feather shyly told of the pride she had in her new dress, and the little white girl showed her how she might sew up an ugly tear in her skirt. Long Bow with dignified condescen sion explained to Gilbert bow he twisted his bow strings. Thus the time passed away, and before they hardly knew it, the sun shone again. Casting many a smiling glance back wark, Gilbert and Elsie rode away. As Long Bow gazed after their retreating forms, there was a thoughtful look on his dusky face, a look full of suddenly awakened ambition, and turning to his sister, who was patiently trying to sew the rent in her skirt, as Elsie had di rected, he said earnestly, "Sister, the heart of the missionary's son is white like liia face, I believe I will go to their school after all." Blue Feather clapped her brown hands in joy as she replied, "Ah my brother you will never regret it." Long Bow showers that swep down so suddenly on never did regret it, and today were you the rolling plains of Dakota. Drenched 1 to see his dusky face all aglow with an by rain, pelted by hail stones, buffeted here and there by the shrieking wind, little wonder that delicate Elsie became frightened aild tearful. Reaching a growth of cotton woods, they found a bet ter shelter than they had anticipated, for here was a tepee, and its shelter of skins was not to be despised. Dismounting they tied their ponies and hurriedly sought the tepee; the flap of which was drawn aside as they ap proached. Little Blue Feather in her pink frock, peered out with timid curi-1 osity while back of her was her brother. Black as a thunder cloud was the young Indian when he recognized Gilbert, and he made jesture as to refuse admittance, but the white lad sprang impetuously into the tepee, saying in joyous surprise, "Well if this isn't lucky, I say aren't you the chap who sold me a bow and arrows not long ago?" Long Bow nodded grim ly with his eyes all ablaze. "I thought you were," Gillert continued, "I have been hunting for you ever since." Here Gilbert paused at the wrathful face of the young Indian, but Elsie came to the res cue, saying in her gentle way; "You see my brother didn't know it was bad when he gave it to you, we felt sorry, then fa ther said we must try and find you and give you another." Here Gilbert fumbled in his drenched intelligence that has been stimulated by kind and careful treatment; were you to hear him read and speak English, you could not deny that no matter how de graded a race may 1h, by dealing with it fairly anil helpfully, ever keeping in mind the blessed Golden Rule, one may elevate that race and glorify its future by hopes and happiness. Now this shows that the Indian was inclined to he honest and this is a step toward civilization. You have often heard the saying: "A worm when it is trod on, wil l turn,"and why shouldn't the Indian? We could have bought their lands of them, and this would have saved a great manv lives. Manager W. D. Duke, of the Haggin Hearst interests in this section, is ship ping several trainloads of stock from Gage station to California pastures, prin cipally in the vicinity of Bakerslield. Several thousand head of stock will be taken out of New Mexico by the Haggin Ilearst people this spring. Mr. Duke will shortly remove to Batatrsfieid to look after the stock interests. His suc cessor for New Mexico has not yet Iwen named. Doming Headlight. You can get a copy of Coin's Finan cial School free by paying a year's sub scription to Tiik Eaoi.k in advance. pockets, and drew forth a bright, silver' Call at the ollice, leave your subscrip dollar, at. the sight of which the Indian's tion and get a copy of the greatest book town to sell some bows and arrows. face relaxed into something like a smile, on the silver question ever published.