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Title: The talking leaves : an Indian story
Year: 1882 (1880s)
Authors: Stoddard, William Osborn, 1835-1925
Subjects: Indians of North America Children Conduct of life Friendship Hunting Outdoor life Fathers and daughters Reading Apache Indians
Publisher: New York : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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one. What puzzled To-la-go-to-de and his friends was thatwhen they ventured to rise upon their feet, out in the darkamong the horses, No Tongue was not with them. Ugh! Gone! Cunning snake. Stay and strike Apaches. Then come. Good friend. Big warrior. They could not quite understand the matter, but of onething they were sure: No Tongue had penetrated the Apa-che camp in the most daring manner, and had set them freeat the risk of his life. He had disappeared now, but they felt abundantly able tolook out for themselves. Even the ordinary watchers of the corral had left theirstations to join the shouting crowd in camp, who were boast-ing of their victory, and the escaping Lipans could do aboutas they pleased. They could find no weapons, but there were saddles andbridles, and scores and scores of fleet steeds to choose from,and it was but a few minutes before Two Knives and hisfriends were leading their selections through the darknesstoward the river. They did not hunt for any ford. Horses
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The Talking Leaves. 25 7 and men alike knew how to swim. Once safely across, therewas a great temptation to give a whoop, but the chief for-bade it. No. Keep still. No Tongue is on the trail of theApaches. Noise bad for him. With that he sprung into his saddle, and led the way ata fierce gallop. If their horses should not fall with themand break their necks they would soon be beyond pursuit.It was a somewhat reckless thing to do, considering howmany squads of Apaches were on that prairie, but they hadno weapons, not so much as a knife, among them, and speedseemed to be their only hope. Chapter XXV. ALL the ordinary rules and regulations for the government of an Indian village were knocked in pieces bythe arrival of such an event as the victory over the Lipans. Even Mother Dolores could not reasonably have forbid-den Ni-ha-be and Rita from hurrying out of their lodge tojoin in the general rejoicing. In fact, Dolores had left themto their own devices a full minute before they made their

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