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July 7, 1909. THE ]
ranked the Chief Squaw, learned in
whose company Jane had escaped. Her
influence with the Council was great.
The Sombre Chief was her nephew and
could not be spared from their ranks or
be suffered to marry a white woman was
her verdict, hence their pursuit.
This the Chief told Jane that cold
morning as they neared the Fort. He
was clbthed in his Royal Dress and
made an imposing figure. "
"Leave me!" cried Jane when he had
finished. "I can surely make my way in
safety now. You have suffered much for
me. Go hack to your people and teach
them the Great Truths of the Gospel,
about the Great Three in One," and she
held out her hand. "Good-bye," she said.
But the Chief shook his head. ' I will
teach my people these great Truths, God
willing, but now I must see you safe in
the Fort. Come!" and Jane went.
They had gotten within a quarter of a
mile of the Fort when a ferocious yell
proclaimed that their pursuers were near
at hand. "Run, Jane, run," cried the
Chief. "I will stand between you and ,
them as long as there is life in my body."
Jane ran, protected by the Sombre Chief, |
and the watchman at the Fort seeing the*
race, rushed out and dragged her in just |
in the nick of time. When the pursuers ]
saw that the Sombre Chief was clothed
in his Royal Dress they, knew that he
had not deserted. They supplied him
with a "mount" and silently turned to retrace
their steps?homeward.
Jane and the watchman cheered lustily,
but the Sombrq Chief looked steadily before
him making no sign. That was the
last time Jane ever saw her Chieftain
lover.
Some months after that, Jane, with the
aid of her new friends, made her way to
reiuiByivama 10 some relatives and
these friends in turn assisted her along
the Great War Path, southward, until
she again reached Blount County, Tennessee,
where her daughter and friends i
received her as one risen from the dead.
She married again and settled down
once more.
Some seven years afterwards Jane waa
again captured, with her daughter this
time, by Southern Indians, who took
them to Georgia.
But Jane bad learned many lessons
during the first capture. She easily commanded
the respect of her captors by
her bold front, and intrepid BDirlt, and
was enabled to shield her daughter and
herself from harm.
One day they were exchanged, with
fithor ni?lo/vn/vi*? ^ *
? u. (iimuucia, ai a i uumereuco.
They again landed in Old Blount and
there ended their days.
A little lad was desperately 111, but
refused to take the medicine the doctor
prescribed. His mother finally gave up.
"O. my boy will die! my boy will die!"
she sobbed. Presently a voice piped up
from the bed: "Don't cry, mother:
father'll be home soon, and he'll make
me take it."
"Medicine," said a little girl, "is something
that makes you careful not to catch 1
cold again."
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I THE. REILY-TAYLOR C
SINGING LESSONS.
No, she was never called a great woman,
but let me tell you a few things
9he did, then decide if you do not agree
with me that hers was a life worth llv
[ng. As a girl she wanted a musical education,
and when through with the
best instruction afforded at home she
hoped to go to a conservatory. Her
mother before her was a musician and
compelled her when small to memorize
hymns, the most beautiful in her church
work, and fitted them to . appropriate
times. She told her mother one night
(when Bix years of age) that she was
afraid to go up stairs in the dark alone.
Her mother made her sing
"I will not fear for God is near
Thro' the dark night as in the light," etc.
After she had sang the whole verse
she said, "I ain't, never will be 'fraid
again!'/ *
Her early marriage prevented the conservatory
course, but she played and
sang above the average. Her _ new
home was out West, "and hers was the
first piano seen in that town. Folks
came from quite a distance to hear her
sing the Gospel Hymns, and many dated
their conversion from the impressions
made on their hearts when-those sweet
hymns were sung by Mrs. W so
feelingly. It wasn't long before some
cheap organs were bought by the aspiring
young folks who had the promise of
Mrs. W that she would ' show her
how to play." Instead of amusing the
young people who flocked around her
with rfiOrtimAa an/1 /lonno
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and played sacred pieces to them, often
copying off the words to songs for them,
and suiting the words out of the large
assortment of note-books she had to
beautiful melodies. The little town became
famed for being a musical one, and
the churches had organs. The first girl
ihe drilled gave her services to two
churches as organist and leader. Now
Mrs. W had her own home cares,
and often gave a music lesson (gratis)
with a delicate babe in her arms, but
ahe felt Impressed with the thought that
that was her opportunity of doing Christ
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service, and cheerfully did she do her
part until this young girl was able to instruct
others of the community. She
wus nnea to shine in society, but chose
to serve her Master in small ways, which
gave great results. We peeped in once
upon one of her singings which was composed
of hard working boys and girls,
hut oh! the refining influences that went
out from th6se gatheriugs eternity alone
will reveal. She showed me this note
from one of these boys a few years later.
"Dear Mrs. W . I am in the Philippines
now, a rough soldier, but my
thoughts turn homeward, (most of them
center in your parlor) and I find myself
humming 'Jesus lover of my soul* to
Refuge, but I miss the tenor and alto so
carefully taught us by you, in these three
part songs. All that .is good in me I
owe to the refining influences you thre**
around me when a lad.' Music is the
art to raise the soul above all earthly
stars is my motto now," etc.
Now, girls, did she live in vain? And
do you think she has cause to regret not
laKing that higher course in music and
becoming a concert performer as she
had Intended to do? The useful life
counts for more than the applause of
the world.
A teacher asked her scholars for some
very long sentences. One boy wrote:
"Imprisonment for life."
My neighbor's little girl does not like
to go to bed as early as a child of her
age should; her mother has adopted the
plan of playing the child is going som>v
where. One night it is to a party, and
in imagination sue puts on her best
dress, etc. Mamma Is the coachman who
takeB her to bed, and Httle Miss is very
anxious to get started for fear she will
miss some of the fun. Another night
she goes on a journey to visit friends,
and mamma makes her out a ticket fa/
the Pullman car, and next morning she
reports a delightful journey. Mamma
plans new journeys and places to go,
and she is getting broken of her bad
habit. I think it is a far better plan to
send her to bed happy than to drive her
to bed In sorrow or anger.?Exchange.