A moment laterthe Apache recognized
the cause of the distraction. Gosh, he soliloquized,but thats a
lonesome sound! He offeredGian-nah-tah a piece of venison, and his
friend squattedbeside him. If we leave at once and in silence we
can be far awaybefore they know that we have left. That is why they
offer money for our heads. Gian-nah-tah, kneeling, saw what they
were doing. That is why they offer money for our heads. It was thebad
spirits that the white man puts into his strong waterto make trouble
between men. You will not harm me, nor let your friends harm me?
All right, said Shoz-Dijiji, after King lowered his armsand turned
about.
They trod in places whereonly mountain
sheep and Apaches had trod before. As fast as men andhorses are
tired they will send fresh ones to replace them. Geronimo says that
Shoz-Dijiji has turned against him. This one glanced quicklyat the
landscape ahead and at the gathering storm above. Mebby so there,
he pointed to the canyon behind them. Another day, when ourwarriors
are sober, we can fight them but not today. They were stern eyes,
narrowed by muchexposure to the pitiless sunlight of the southwest.
Gian-nah-tah and Shoz-Dijiji must live for one another. Water and
a little food revived their spirits. Another day, when ourwarriors
are sober, we can fight them but not today. Theheart of Shoz-Dijiji
is sad, as are the hearts of allApaches. Slowly Geronimo gathered
his muddled wits. The eyes appraised the four cow ponies and sized
upthe grazing herd. It was not rain; it did not fall in drops nor
sheets but ina great mass of solid water. Two Apaches approached
the commanding officer. Shoz-Dijiji knew that Gian-nah-tah, his
best friend, didnot speak those words, replied Shoz-Dijiji.
We want to put anend to all this
trouble. They trod in places whereonly mountain sheep and Apaches
had trod before. Apache humor was something that he did not pretend
tounderstand. There waseven laughter, low pitched lest it reach
across the nightto the ears of an enemy. Then he sat his horse watching
until a turn in thecanyon took the other from his sight. When did
Shoz-Dijiji begin to fear trouble with the white-eyed men? It came
from thesummit of a low bluff south of the camp. Those who rode
in front fired as they charged. In the canyon was a small springand
here they drank. Then he sat his horse watching until a turn in
thecanyon took the other from his sight.
A moment laterthe Apache recognized
the cause of the distraction. Gosh, he soliloquized,but thats a
lonesome sound! He offeredGian-nah-tah a piece of venison, and his
friend squattedbeside him. If we leave at once and in silence we
can be far awaybefore they know that we have left. That is why they
offer money for our heads. Gian-nah-tah, kneeling, saw what they
were doing. That is why they offer money for our heads. It was thebad
spirits that the white man puts into his strong waterto make trouble
between men. You will not harm me, nor let your friends harm me?
All right, said Shoz-Dijiji, after King lowered his armsand turned
about.
They trod in places whereonly mountain
sheep and Apaches had trod before. As fast as men andhorses are
tired they will send fresh ones to replace them. Geronimo says that
Shoz-Dijiji has turned against him. This one glanced quicklyat the
landscape ahead and at the gathering storm above. Mebby so there,
he pointed to the canyon behind them. Another day, when ourwarriors
are sober, we can fight them but not today. They were stern eyes,
narrowed by muchexposure to the pitiless sunlight of the southwest.
Gian-nah-tah and Shoz-Dijiji must live for one another. Water and
a little food revived their spirits. Another day, when ourwarriors
are sober, we can fight them but not today. Theheart of Shoz-Dijiji
is sad, as are the hearts of allApaches. Slowly Geronimo gathered
his muddled wits. The eyes appraised the four cow ponies and sized
upthe grazing herd. It was not rain; it did not fall in drops nor
sheets but ina great mass of solid water. Two Apaches approached
the commanding officer. Shoz-Dijiji knew that Gian-nah-tah, his
best friend, didnot speak those words, replied Shoz-Dijiji.
We want to put anend to all this
trouble. They trod in places whereonly mountain sheep and Apaches
had trod before. Apache humor was something that he did not pretend
tounderstand. There waseven laughter, low pitched lest it reach
across the nightto the ears of an enemy. Then he sat his horse watching
until a turn in thecanyon took the other from his sight. When did
Shoz-Dijiji begin to fear trouble with the white-eyed men? It came
from thesummit of a low bluff south of the camp. Those who rode
in front fired as they charged. In the canyon was a small springand
here they drank. Then he sat his horse watching until a turn in
thecanyon took the other from his sight.