The Bridge of the Gods

will presently do more than that. Some busy themselves building a fire near by; others bring pieces of flint, spear points, jagged fragments of rock, and heat them in it. The prisoner, dusty, torn,

up with his Cayuse comrades, laughing, gesticulating in a lively way. The jest dies on his lips when he recognizes the Bannock who is tied to the stake. Before he

en the tribes, until, two centuries later,

ies by the stern warriors. First, the young Bannock who has just come in is put where he must have a full view of the other. Neither speaks, but a glance passe

rought, all red and glowing with heat, and pressed against his bare flesh.

hurt me. You are fools. You

s in vain that they burned him, cut the flesh from his fingers,

ed. "I feel no pain. We torture your people a great dea

ors, as this stream of vituperation fell on their ears. Again and

keenest pain could be given, the bitterest pang inflicted on that burned and broken body. At last it seemed no longer a man, but a bleeding, scorched, mutilated mass of flesh that hung to the stake; only the lips stil

to one; "I scalped your father," to another; and ever

k so ghastly, so disfigured, that it was

was lost in a storm. We put out her eyes, we tore out her tongue, and then we told her to go out in

is lips, his body sunk into a lifeless heap under a terrific blow,

ufferings. A ferocious clamor from the women and children hailed the suggestion of new torture; they thronged around the captive, the children

etch him on red hot stones

ose, and yet the Indian blood-thirst 100 was on him; chief and wa

personality of this man was so full of tenderness and sympathy, so strong and commanding, that it impressed the most savage nature. Amid the silence, he came and looked first at the dead body that yet hung

your peace with the Bannocks,-the peace you prayed the G

this man, and he broke it and cast the pie

hen you lie down to sleep at night, the surprise may be on you and massacre come while your eyes are heavy with slumber; when you are gone on the buffalo trail the tomahawk may fall on the