An Open Air Page

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 149, 14 September 1927, Page 6

An Open Air Page

For Big Girls and Boys

FAR FARERS

“II IST! Redfeather!” 11 “Who stands without?” “ Tis I —Silent Warrior. I would breathe a word in your ear.” “Then truly I knew that you were in the vicinity of the Wigwam, for last eve I found your arrow fast in the trunk of the birch tree. And what is the news, O silent one?” “Another Wednesday is ‘dropping from the calendar of days,’ and, between the leaves, I have discerned many new footprints on the trail. Arise, O Chief, and welcome the newcomers.” “Who waits without?” “Forest Charmer, a Brave. See, my hair is wreathed with the garlands of spring. I carry a magic wand, O Redfeatlier, and at its touch the forest breaks into new leaf.” “May the years preserve your magic wand, O Forest Charmer, that Winter may never approach our friendly door. . . . And you, O shy one ?” “I am Silver-beaded Moccasin, Redfeatlier, seeking the joys of the Wigwam.” “And how came you by that fantastic name?’’ “I left my tepee early at the call of Way of the Wind. The grass was still burdened with dew, and, as I passed down the trail dappled with sun and shade, I found that my moccasins were strewn with silver.” “Welcome, little one. May the Wigwam long know your presence. . . . Come forth from the shadows, Prairie Wolf. . . . Ah! your friendly face belies your name. . . . And you, Grey Eagle, a great Scout and a great Chief And you, O Shining Sheath and Wandering Warrior. . . . Let us fare forth to the Totem Pole ere the children of the Wigwam return from the chase, for there are many names to inscribe and I would carve tt.em truly and well.” —REDFEATHER.