StNicholas [serial] . FAMOUS INDIAN CHIEFS 513 knoll and we camped beneath a group of pine-trees whispering in the summer breeze. The principal chief, Juanito, was an old man,lame and feeble. He limped over to pay his re-spects to me, but pretended not to see my ApacheIndians. I asked him to be present at the council,but he whispered something about my having thewicked Miguel with me, and would not promise. Everything was ready at the hour appointedfor the council and I went to a small grove wherea platform had been made of rough boards large the same moment. Miguel and Manuelito wereboth laug
StNicholas [serial] . FAMOUS INDIAN CHIEFS 513 knoll and we camped beneath a group of pine-trees whispering in the summer breeze. The principal chief, Juanito, was an old man,lame and feeble. He limped over to pay his re-spects to me, but pretended not to see my ApacheIndians. I asked him to be present at the council,but he whispered something about my having thewicked Miguel with me, and would not promise. Everything was ready at the hour appointedfor the council and I went to a small grove wherea platform had been made of rough boards large the same moment. Miguel and Manuelito wereboth laughing hen they stepped on the platformand soon all \. ? f talking cheerfully to each took1., ,-at pains to make friends withJuanito and I began to feel sure of a good peace. All Indian councils are very ceremonious—ifyou know what that big word means—and everyone puts on his very best manners for the occa-sion. Mr. Cook opened the meeting, and I at onceexplained that the great chief at Washington had. TO SEE THEM CHARGING TOWARD US WAS ENOUGH TO MAKE OUR HEARTS BEAT FAST! enough for the Indian chiefs and myself. , Louis, and Captain Wilkinson were withme, but the Indians did not appear. We waitedand waited, till at last I remembered that neitherparty wanted to be first at the council. Then Iasked Captain Wilkinson to go to Juanito and askhim to come and see me and bring his war chiefwith him. Mr. Cook went to Miguel and told him I wantedto see him and the other chiefs, and Louis tookmy message to Santos. To be sure they all knewwhat it meant, and they came, watching eachother carefully so that they should all arrive atVol. XXXV.—65. sent me on a peace mission and then Juanito saidhe always wanted peace, for he planted fields,raised sheep, ponies, and cows, and made blanketsand many other things. His young men huntedin the mountains too, but the Apaches made Manuelito—splendid fellow that he was—stood up and spoke, for he was the war chief.
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