Divine Feminine Pretty Wolverine Woman's Epic Journey
Using her medicine powers, Pretty Wolverine Woman proves her strength
The two women ran through the woods, briars and brambles with holes
worn in their moccasins and feet bleeding. But the cold had numbed
their feet and the adrenalin was giving them super speed. They were behind Char Coal now and came to a huge mountainous boulder about
the approximate height of a three story building. They could tell that the
one hunting them had returned to retrace his path to see if they were
behind him. They could hear his yelps and threats coming nearer and
nearer. Pretty Wolverine Woman had Sleeping Woman climb on her back
and she used her powerful medicine to scale, and perhaps partially
levitate up to the top of the boulder that was flat on top. The boulder was
more than 80 feet in circumference and the women moved to the middle
and lay flat, barely breathing. Char Coal circled the boulder several
times continuing his threats.
He contemplated whether or not they could be hiding atop the giant rock
formation and shook his head realizing that would be impossible. He
rode on hunting his prey. As soon as he was at a safe distance, the
women scaled back down the boulder and continued their run towards Stand Off where they knew many of their tribal members would be.
They came into a clearing and their friend, Rides at the Door and his
wife, Running Rabbit Woman, were out gathering wood. They were all
overjoyed to be back with each other and the warrior put the women in
the back of his buckboard and covered them with blankets and kindling
wood.
At the lodge of Rides at the Door and Running Rabbit Woman, those
present celebrated the return of the refugees as they had almost been
given up for dead at the hands of the murderer. There were few
tribesmen in the area because they were gathered at Crop Eared Wolf’s
camp for foot races. A messenger was sent to herald the news and soon
all of the people at the foot races were at Rides at the Door and Running
Rabbit Woman’s lodge to welcome back their lost women and celebrate.
The tribal scouts convinced the mounties that it would take powerful
medicine to capture Char Coal. So, they called in his relatives Left Hand and Bear Back Bone. They devised a plan that was dangerous but could
possibly be effective. All the 32 family members were released from jail
to go back to their camp area and function outwardly as nothing was
amiss or different in any way. They suspected that Char Coal would
realize that his search for the two wives was unfruitful and come to see
them.
Indeed it did work. Char Coal came into the camp of his relatives and
ventured in for a warm welcome and good food. No-one had any
indication that there was any kind of dilemma, they played totally
ignorant. Char Coal’s ability to reason had devolved so completely that
he didn’t think it was odd that they would not know he was on the run.
After the meal, the men convinced Char Coal to play a game they played
in their youth, Bear Hunt. They had given Char Coal sufficient whiskey
to get him in a jovial mood and he joyfully pretended to hunt a brother
as a bear and tie him up. Then it was his turn to be the bear. He put up a
good chase but they caught him and tied him up. That was it. He was
captured. There was no other way. He was a danger to every person in
the part of Alberta.
Char Coal was imprisoned at Fort Mcleod and the date of his trial
arrived. Pretty Wolverine was stunning in a white doeskin dress and had
recovered from her ordeal, at least physically. She was empowered via
her survival and finally being rid of that deranged coyote. Her family
was safe, she was safe, and the people of that wide area of Alberta were
safe.
Judge David Scott entered the courtroom on February 20th, 1867 and
looked upon the handcuffed and subdued Char Coal with great distain.
He had murdered a mountie in cold blood before witnesses. This hearing
was just a formality and a time for the sentencing. The defense did put
forth a case that Char Coal had been pushed beyond his limits and was
very ill with several maladies. Then there was the clear reporting of the
facts by the prosecution.
During the recess between the closing arguments and the sentencing,
Pretty Wolverine Woman got permission from the guards around Char
Coal to address him. She whispered looking directly into his eyes, “I
will live a long and happy life now with you gone. You will die now for
your many crimes and your body will be put in a box and planted in the
earth where your spirit will never escape!” She knew that was a fear of
Char Coals’s as the Kainai Blackfeet placed their dead in the tops of
trees wrapped in hardened animal skins. There, they would be able to let
their spirits move upward into the realms of the Big Sand Hills.
On March 16th less than a month later, Char Coal was hanged and put in
a box and buried six feet deep. Life went on then with gusto as the evil
had been eradicated and people, both caucasian and tribesmen, could
begin anew with new hopes and dreams.
