Mishawaka High School - Miskodeed Yearbook (Mishawaka, IN)

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Press of Havwood Publishing Company lafayette, ind.

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f)t iligfeobeeti VOLUME TEN 1923 AN ANNUAL PUBLICATION OF THE GRADUATING CLASS MISHAWAKA HIGH SCHOOL MISHAWAKA, INDIANA C. W. D. STILLWELL, Editor-in-Chief E. A. HUNT, Business Manager

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The Myth oi Miskodeed ' ' As the sun rose over the prairie, one bright September Morning, Wambam (Boundless Energy), Chief of the JVIenones tribes, And Moonis (Loyalty), his squaw, sat in the door of the tepee And silently watched their only papoose play with her dog. Wambam, we must name papoose tonight, ere the moon arises! Moons have come, moons have gone and yet she has no name. Ugh, ejaculated the moody chief, What say you? Shanewis (Lovely Flowers), for ever she is beautiful. Never, grunted Wambam; flowers die, she must never die. So the papoose remained nameless. With a slight motion and a grunt, the chief Indicated that Papoose should be strapped to Moonis ' back while Five large, beautiful skins he fastened to his own shoulders. Then with Moonis following him, they turned their faces to the Fort. Fort Omtauch, the French Trading Post, which lay five leagues away Had been for years under the command of Captain Puegnet, Who had taught the chief of the Menones to read and to love The white man ' s life and some of his ways. Captain Puegnet had always been fair in the Price he paid for the Indians ' pelts. Wambam grieved in silence when the orders came That recalled his friend and advisor. Captain Puegnet. They sent to fill his position, the cold, iron-fisted, L nfriendly leader — Captain Cordux, a hater of Indians. Very seldom now did Wambam journey to the Fort, But he must sell his skins and buy clothes for his family. The Fort was a long, low building of logs; At one end was a fireplace, at the other, a table Which served as a desk for the Captain. On the East side was a long table covered with pelts. And on the West was another ladened with blankets And brightly colored trinkets to exchange for valuable furs. While Wambam and Captain Cordux bargained, Moonis and the Nameless One wandered about the room Touching and gleefully gurgling over the gaudy trinkets. Then, while Moonis and Wambam chose a bright red blanket For themselves and some gaudy beads for the child they loved, The papoose toddled to the end of the room and clasped in her tiny hand, A bright yellow paper with queer looking signs upon it Which had fallen from the desk to the floor. Not even Moonis noticed the paper when They strapped her again to her back and turned their faces homeward.