The Indian Way

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 09
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1977
Type Text
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Language eng
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title The Indian Way
Description THE INDIAN WAY Linnie M. Findlay Ephraim, Utah Non-Professional Division First Place Tie Short Story Margaretha noticed the long slim shadows that began with the row of poplar trees by the fence, and breathed in the fragrance of the cool spring air. The afternoon sun hung low above the western horizon, and she knew it was time to get started with the chores. As she stepped to the door of the little kitchen, she heard the soft thud of horses hooves on the dirt road, and watched, as a neiohbor whom she knew only as "brother Swenson," dismounted and opened the gate by the front walk. Margaretha drew back into the house, but she knew from the way the man walked and the excited way he was talking to Mr. Hobbs on the front porch that something was wrong. "He was killed, Mrs. Hobbs, while tending the cow-herd-killed by those murdering, thieving Indians." Margaretha could not hear Mrs. Hobbs' answer, but she saw her body cringe, as though she had been struck and then straighten, and she felt a surge of sorrow and love for this white woman who had been a mother to her for most of her remembering years. The messenger spoke again, "It. would be better if Pres-ident Young would let us kill all of them. They'll never let us live in peace as long as there is one redskin alive." "No, Brother Swenson, do not talk so. President Young is anxious that there is an end to all of this killing." Mrs. Hobbs' voice shook, and her knuckles were as white as the painted pillar which she grasped for support. The messenger spoke in softer tones now, so that Margaretha could not hear what he said, but in a few moments he turned and walked to the gate where his horse was waiting. Mrs. Hobbs gathered her three little children to her and stepped inside of the two room cabin that was her home. She -39-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 9
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324875
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