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Then; successively; I caromed against him in the little streets of the  Big City after his trip to Alaska; his voyage as cook with a treasure… seeking expedition to the Caribbean; and his failure as a pearl…fisher  in the Arkansas River。  Between these dashes into the land of  adventure he usually came back to Chubb's for a while。  Chubb's was a  port for him when gales blew too high; but when you dined there and  Hunky went for your steak you never knew whether he would come to  anchor in the kitchen or in the Malayan Archipelago。  You wouldn't  care for his descriptionhe was soft of voice and hard of face; and  rarely had to use more than one eye to quell any approach to a  disturbance among Chubb's customers。

One night I found Hunky standing at a corner of Twenty…third Street  and Third Avenue after an absence of several months。  In ten minutes  we had a little round table between us in a quiet corner; and my ears  began to get busy。  I leave out my sly ruses and feints to draw  Hunky's word…of…mouth blowsit all came to something like this:

〃Speaking of the next election;〃 said Hunky; 〃did you ever know much  about Indians? No? I don't mean the Cooper; Beadle; cigar…store; or  Laughing Water kind…I mean the modern Indianthe kind that takes  Greek prizes in colleges and scalps the half…back on the other side in  football games。  The kind that eats macaroons and tea in the  afternoons with the daughter of the professor of biology; and fills up  on grasshoppers and fried rattlesnake when they get back to the  ancestral wickiup。

〃Well; they ain't so bad。  I like 'em better than most foreigners that  have come over in the last few hundred years。  One thing about the  Indian is this: when he mixes with the white race he swaps all his own  vices for them of the pale…facesand he retains all his own virtues。   Well; his virtues are enough to call out the reserves whenever he lets  'em loose。  But the imported foreigners adopt our virtues and keep  their own vicesand it's going to take our whole standing army some  day to police that gang。

〃But let me tell you about the trip I took to Mexico with High jack  Snakefeeder; a Cherokee twice removed; a graduate of a Pennsylvania  college and the latest thing in pointed…toed; rubber…heeled; patent  kid moccasins and Madras hunting…shirt with turned…back cuffs。  He was  a friend of mine。  I met him in Tahlequah when I was out there during  the land boom; and we got thick。  He had got all there was out of  colleges and had come back to lead his people out of Egypt。  He was a  man of first…class style and wrote essays; and had been invited to  visit rich guys' houses in Boston and such places。

〃There was a Cherokee girl in Muscogee that High Jack was foolish  about。  He took me to see her a few times。  Her name was Florence Blue  Featherbut you want to clear your mind of all ideas of squaws with  nose…rings and army blankets。  This young lady was whiter than you  are; and better educated than I ever was。  You couldn't have told her  from any of the girls shopping in the swell Third Avenue stores。  I  liked her so well that; I got to calling on her now and then when High  Jack wasn't along; which is the way of friends in such matters。  She  was educated at the Muscogee College; and was making a specialty of let's seeethyes; ethnology。  That's the art that goes back and  traces the descent of different races of people; leading up from  jelly…fish through monkeys and to the O'Briens。  High Jack had took up  that line too; and had read papers about it before all kinds of  riotous assembliesChautauquas and Choctaws and chowder…parties; and  such。  Having a mutual taste for musty information like that was what  made 'em like each other; I suppose。  But I don't know!  What they  call congeniality of tastes ain't always it。  Now; when Miss Blue  Feather and me was talking together; I listened to her affidavits  about the first families of the Land of Nod being cousins german  (well; if the Germans don't nod; who does?) to the mound…builders of  Ohio with incomprehension and respect。  And when I'd tell her about  the Bowery and Coney Island; and sing her a few songs that I'd heard  the Jamaica niggers sing at their church lawn…parties; she didn't look  much less interested than she did when High Jack would tell her that  he had a pipe that the first inhabitants of America originally arrived  here on stilts after a freshet at Tenafly; New Jersey。

〃But I was going to tell you more about High Jack。

〃About six months ago I get a letter from him; saying he'd been  commissioned by the Minority Report Bureau of Ethnology at Washington  to go down to Mexico and translate some excavations or dig up the  meaning of some shorthand notes on some ruinsor something of that  sort。  And if I'd go along he could squeeze the price into the expense  account。

〃Well; I'd been holding a napkin over my arm at Chubb's about long  enough then; so I wired High Jack 'Yes'; and he sent me a ticket; and  I met him in Washington; and he had a lot of news to tell me。  First  of all; was that Florence Blue Feather had suddenly disappeared from  her home and environments。

〃'Run away?' I asked。

〃'Vanished;' says High Jack。  'Disappeared like your shadow when the  sun goes under a cloud。  She was seen on the street; and then she  turned a corner and nobody ever seen her afterward。  The whole  community turned out to look for her; but we never found a clew。'

〃'That's badthat's bad;' says I。  'She was a mighty nice girl; and  as smart as you find em。

〃High Jack seemed to take it hard。  I guess he must have esteemed Miss  Blue Feather quite highly。  I could see that he'd referred the matter  to the whiskey…jug。  That was his weak pointand many another man's。   I've noticed that when a man loses a girl he generally takes to drink  either just before or just after it happens。

〃From Washington we railroaded it to New Orleans; and there took a  tramp steamer bound for Belize。  And a gale pounded us all down the  Caribbean; and nearly wrecked us on the Yucatan coast opposite a  little town without a harbor called Boca de Coacoyula。   Suppose the  ship had run against that name in the dark!

〃'Better fifty years of Europe than a cyclone in the bay;' says High  Jack Snakefeeder。  So we get the captain to send us ashore in a dory  when the squall seemed to cease from squalling。

〃'We will find ruins here or make 'em;' says High。  'The Government  doesn't care which we do。  An appropriation is an appropriation。'

〃Boca de Coacoyula was a dead town。  Them biblical towns we read  aboutTired and Siphonafter they was destroyed; they must have  looked like Forty…second Street and Broadway compared to this Boca  place。  It still claimed 1300 inhabitants as estimated and engraved on  the stone court…house by the census…taker in 1597。  The citizens were  a mixture of Indians and other Indians; but some of 'em was light… colored; which I was surprised to see。  The town was huddled up on the  shore; with woods so thick around it that a subpoena…server couldn't  have reached a monkey ten yards away with the papers。  We wondered  what kept it from being annexed to Kansas; but we soon found out that  it was Major Bing
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