The Pipe Of Peace

In July, 1892, Peter Schneider, who is now a policeman in Cincinnati.met with an adventure which he will not soon The Second United States cavalry, to which he then belonged, were in camp at the big bend of Milk river. Schneider had been detailed mail carrier between the camp and Fort Assinibone. On the way coming he met an Indian at Cleai Creek. They exchanged the courtesies of the day, and the redskin, with treachery in nis heart, offered the soldier thé pipe of peace. They smoked in silence on the roadway for a short time. The Indian asked for a chew of tobáceo. Schneider always carried a half pound plug, and pulled it out of his pocket. The Indian took his knife and cut off a small piece from the corner, returning to Schneider, not the large plug, but the small piece which he had taken. The soldier wouldn't have it that way, and compelled him to make the exebange. They were still on apparently friendly terms, however, and there was no occasion for any exchange of hostilities. Schneider asked the Indian for a nearer trail to the fort than the one he had been traveling, and the Indian with whom he had smoked the pipe of peace showed him the way. They separated, and when Schneider had gone about fifty yards something impelled him to look about him. He saw the Indian in the act of drawine a bead on him. Schneider protected hiniself by dodgins behind the horse, slung his weapon f rom his shoulder and returned the fire of the savage. The latter fled, bu turned twiee to fire. Schneider also shot at him, and suddenly the Indian and his horse disappen.red from sight as thongh the earth had swallo-wed them. Schneider followed, and stood horrified at the brink of a precipice over 200 feet in depth At the bottom lay the Indian and his pony, both dead. The treacherous savage, in his hurried attack, had forgotten about the cliff, and in his flight went to de'struction. Schneider took his saddle and gun and reported the matter to his superior officers. He has the saddle to-day, one of the trophies of his soJourn among "the oneryest dogs on God's green footstool."