Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 7, Number 27, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 30 December 1876 — Page 6

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TRUTH AND FALSEHOOD.

Two maidens—«o tlieitory go»— Were bathing In the river Wier, And on tbe bank had left their c.othes,

While sporting in the water# clear.

The legend say* ih«e maids were fair,

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the Undine* In the Mummeslee With laughing eyes aad golden hair. And lips—sweetas eternity.

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did not make the first omission— Were "Troth" and "Falsehood"—or, at least That is the supposition.

Falsehood, was flrtt to Jeave the Wier, All dripping like a wafer fay And when she saw Ue clothes of Tnuh,_

Hhe pot them on and ran away.

When Truth from out tbe water came, And found her garment* were gone, She saw at one Miss Falsehood's game,

And woulu not put her garments on. it i*SK The story also plainly states,

That Truth, with unassuming grace, Ran quickly from tbe Wler. With downcast eyes and blushing fac«

Tbe legend here abruptly end* Without a note of Explanation,* And simply leaves us to Infer

Why nak«*l Truth makes a sensation.

THE HIDDEN FOE

BY ARCH 1E 0. IKONH.

G'ft AFTER VI.—CoicrnfUErl "~"At that instant the stentorian voice of

Hhe sprang lightly Into the saddle as sho spoke, and with Nehemiah walking by nor side, sot out through the woods.

It was their intention to visit a "runway" about two miles distant. There was a small open podrlq of about a mile in diameter, ami the edge of the t'm* ber, bordering one end of this, was a favorite crossing place of the deer, in going back aud forth from the river to the targe swamp and lake described in the last chapter.

It Is a favorite practlcfe with hunters when thev Hud such a spot for one to stand and",watch while tbe other drives, and if hi starts a deer within a reasonable distance of the "runway" ho is sure to cross.

Nehemiah stationed Esslfc on a little

fknoll

where she could command a good view of the trail, and instructing her about stopping the deer, should one make its appearance, he started off through the woods.

Essie stosl near the foot of a large treo. Her h«rse was cropping the rich grass a littlo distance off, and the drowsy hum of the wind through the trees nearly wooed her into forgetfulness. 8uddenlv thore was a rusillng sound in the leaves, and a moment after a large deer sprang into view, his glossy sides, clean slender limbs and pronged horns, brought out in full relief as he bounded along.

In her admiration of his easy, graceful movements, Essie had well nigh forgotten Nehemiah'* parting advice, and tho deer was nearly past her before she made a movement. Then she brought her rifle to ber shoulder, u.torlng a sharp, quick cry.

The ueef slackened his pace, trotted a few step*, and finally stopped behind a tree, his head and neck only being visible as his great soft eyes wandered In Essie's direction. Hhe glanced through the fights, and tho next instant tee sharp crack of her rifts rung out, and the noer dpopped In his tracks.

Eauor and excited, she bounded down tho hill towards him. He lay on his ride in the agonies of death, the yellow f$r«Mt leaves stiifled With the life blood jlbat flowed fr#n a wouud IA hla neck, 'lie mad«J a vain effort to tiseasshe stopped btwide him—one moment his great ooft, pleading eyes were turned on hers with a most pitiful expression, and then they closed slowly forever. t&ile turned a .v M-k h! heart. The tears forced themselves Into

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Before Essie could reply, a rustling of the leaves attracted their attention, and the next instant Nehemiah appearod

Hello he exclaimed as he caught sight of Edwards. "What's the news?" "Miss Essie has killed a deer," was the reply. Nehemiah whistled.

There P' he exclaimed, turning trlumpb&ntlv to tho gfrL "Wdn't I tell you I'd drive one through? I knew you'd killed him when I heard yonr bugle so I just got up and pawed gravel. Where is he?"

At the foot of the hill," answered Essie. refusing Edwards' proffered assistance by springing into the eaddle alone.

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and am going home." All right," answered Nehemiah eheerliy. "I'll take care of the dear."

He watched Essie as she galloped down the bill and off through the woods, then turned around with a commonplace remark to Edwards, but to bis astonishment that geiftleman was nowhere sight.

Well," be soliloquized, descending the hill, "he disappeared mighty sudden I don't just like the swing of him, anyhow. I'll keep my eye on him, and see what he'll come to."

Essie galloped briskly along, and in few minutes reached the little glade wherein stood their rustic home. She stopped at the stable and stripped Bay ard of bis trappings' with the air ot practiced band, and with a parting caress, and a little pat on his elossy neck, she entered tbe tent. Mr. Hamilton sat near the entrance reading. He looked up as she approached. "Why, Essie, back already?" he said "I did not expect you for some time yet."

Len ranc out through the woods. It swered as she knelt by his siae ana lata r»J 3- i_ UU lmAA »U

sounded a few yard? back of Edwards apparently st the top of the bank. HeUo'thar, Stanley! That you?" "The same," responded Kenwood springing out. "I'll be with you in a •linute."

He passed within an arm's length of bright face. Edwards crouched In the darkness, and Want -, joinlnsr Lan, the two turned towards claimed, as he kissed_her tenderly. their cabin.

With a volley of oaths against the trapper, the would be-assassin arose, ana turning, disappeared in the dark*DQ89» w:*-

CHAPTER vn.: '!:i-

til. A nEJBCTEP OFVKRi It was about nine o'clock on the fol lowing morning, when Essie, equipped for a ride, was standing by tbe side of her horse near the tent, one hand resting lightly on the pommel of the saddle, while the other held her rifle. She was conversing with Nehemiah, who stood near her, leaning on bis gun, and from appearances it was ovident some sort of an expedition was afoot.

There ain't a doubt of it, Essie," Nehomiuh was saying. "Loh told me bo could drive one across th'-re any time, IftOclifAocan, /sn. It ain't raore'n two miles, and I'll show you where to stand, and then I'll go ami fetch one through to you

I hopo you cau, Nehemiah," she replied "I do so want to get a shot at one. It in a pity to kill them—they look so stick and beautiful, but T« am tired of hunting pat ridges and quails, and want, to tiy my hand on larger game."

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her curly bead on his knee, "however, sbe added, playfully, looking up into bis face, "I'll go away again if you don want me here."

He tenderly raised her in his arms and pushed back the curls from her

little tease," he ex Of

course I want you! How would I ever live if it wasn't for you Easily enough, papa," she answered winding her arms around his neck. "But I have some news to te'l you. I have killed my lirdt deer."

Well, I suppose you are satisfied are vou not?" No," she answered. "There wasn'i any of the satisfactron in it that I sup pesed there would be. The deer are per fectly safe from me after this. I never want to see another one die, and feel as I did this morning, knowing too, thatT was the cause of itsdeath."

The forenoon passed swiftly away and soon after dinner, Essie left the tent for a short ramble beside the creek. She had gone bnt a short distance along its shady banks when she came suddsnly apon Edwards, standing under a tree.

Good afternoon, Miss Hamilton," he exclaimed, coming forward. "You .are out for a walk, I see. It is a charming place here, and I could not well help stopping to admire it, as 1 was coming

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It is very pleasant," responded Essie coldly. It seemed as if she never could go about here of late, without encountering this man, whom she had grown to dislike above all others. Henoticed her coldness, but it did not deter him lrutn his purpose.

Miss Hamilton," he said, in his most courteous tones, "perhaps what I am about to toll you may not bo wholly unexpected. I love you, and would make you my wife. Have I any ground to hope that I am not utterly indifferent to vou?"

It had coma at last—what she lelt would come, sooner or later. She had raised her head to reply, when a quick, springing step wss beard, and the next instant Stanley Kenwood stood beside them. Despite herself, a relieved expression passed over Essie's face.

I hope I don't Intrude!" said Stanley bowing. Not at all, Mr. Kenwood," answered Essie, taking a step towards tbe tent. "Will you come and see papa?" she continued, including both gentleman in her glahce.

At this Instant a shrill whistle, tuned to the comic air, "A Frog he Would a Wooing Go," pierced the air, and her friends caught a glimpse of the lank fort* of Nehemiah, as ne disappeared in the direction of the tent. Edwards bit his lip.

Curse this infernal Kenwood," ho muttered under his breath "hut I will soon be even with him." Then aloud,

I am In somewhat of a hurry. Miss Essie. I will call on Mr. Hamilton at some future time. Until then, good afternoon."

He bowed and turned away, while Kenwood and Essio started together towards the tent. Thoy chatted so ?ially as thov walked along. There was no restraint in her manner now and Kenwood owned himself more charmed than ever, Miid after a stay of an hour, he took his depaituro.

Two houn afterward Essie was sitting near the entrance of the tent, looking on tbe'»cene without. The wind had arisen, and was swaying the slender trees in its embrace. Dark, scattered clouds, were scurrying across tho sky, and tho wind lind a peculiar mournful sound. iShe was thinking of Stanley Kenwood as she sat there alone—for Mr. Hatnfl ton and Nehemiah were out—and mentally contrasting him with John Edsrds. Kenwood was her ideal of what a man should bo—brave, courteous, frauk and gentlemanly, and bis manly, upright appe*rance, had won her respect from the lirst. She was thankful for the interruption—how thankful she could interruption— how thanKtui sne couin

into her eyes, imagine—that saved her frooa

try a* sho would to prevent them. answering Edwards as she knew she My n»!»ni» for hunting deer is over,

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she murmured, "I «»e*f want to kill )n her secret heart she believed him another i^ongM live. capable or anything. hmig afher belt, and blew a shrill blast Suddenly a *h*do^ fell' *al *nal to Nehemiah, then turned to

Miss Hamilton, this is an on- one hand he hold a birch bark basket, expected pleasure. I little thought when filled with luscious grapes, in tbe other a iKi the sound of tbe rifle, sUrtstring of large fish. »e nodded gravely ed to see from whence it came that I E«ie looked "P\ fJlrinM Jt hir 'should find you. 1 congratulate you on her and sl ently hud his offerings at ner lndi.nl. wy Hod," -kl,

as he spoke, and tben wandered to »s-

^ulTthe first one I ever killed," she 'H)«wah ^»nls n^hiafi.,' be_repUed, looking at her ctaaeijr. •'He gives them to tbe white girl. Will ahe take them

answered coldly, "and will probably be the last Bat I most return to Bayard or he will wander off

She continued up the hill, Edwards ye"- .. ,. .» Walking bv her side. Tbe bushm behind The Jndbm it A A id he he to a a he re no in duskv ft*ee of Osawah peered fbrth. His

a dark oxpnmion swept over his

Your horse la wsll trained, Mln Hamilton." remarked Edward,stopping beside theaaimal, which WM J^'arelv cropping

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asceuu the hill. She had not uken a expecting to see him, but was agree dozen steps* whea she loosed up and *biv dis*ppointed. bt £J3" encountered Edwards. Before she ovml Indian, tail and straight, with a ,,, dignified expression ®f countenance. In

front. She looked up half

Whtt shaU 1 him for

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..._ ihMr MtfttUnff Amifgi cvHoiiiy iod wonder* oore It ulf^tbey gained the top of the hill l«ntly. H» seemed saddenly to recol lect himseir, and without aoMher word turned and disappeared.

Mr. Hamilton and Nehemiah entered a few minutoe alter, and ahe related the cirmmstaiK* to them. Nehemiah had caught a glimpse of him, but bad thought nothing of it, as there were Indiao^ through the woods occasionally,

t]ut this was the first one that h^ffcltj eatbem. Tbe night settled slowly down. That a storm wss brewing was evident, and from appearances, it woold W no ordinary one. The wind had risen to a gale, and was rushing through the trees with a deafening roar, and as they retired to rest the first rain came ifl dashing gusts, that finally settled down into a steady roar. ,,

The next morning the wind had, subsided, and tbe treesnung limp and motionless in the softly fiklhng rain, their draggled, dripping boughs inclining downward, while a desolate look pervaded everything. For three weary days it continued, at times with fierce, dsshing gusts, and snon lulling away into a steady, dreary drltxle. The fourth morning the Sun peeped out from behind a Dank of heavy clouds, which soon clesred away, and by ten o'clock a day of unclouded splendor was inau gurated.

Essie was hesrtily tired of sitting in doors, aud she was soon equipped and out for a gallop over the hills. Nehemiah was already off somewhere in the couth woods, and she intended going in that direction, they having arranged hunting excursion.

She bad led out Bayard, and was pre paring to mount, when, looking up, she saw Edwards coming toward her. She divined his errand instantly, aud nerved herself for the disagreeable task before

Good mornitg, Miss Essie," he said, bowing. "So you are off lor a ride after the rain. trust you and Mr. Hamilton are well?" ,, "Quite well, thank "you, Mr. wards," answered Essie. "Papa is in the tent."

He paid no attention to the last part her sentence, but came and stood beside her, looking into her rapidly changing

I have come for my answer, Miss Hamilton." I cannot marry you, Mr. Edwards she said, "and I am very sorry that this has happened." "I am refus. d, then be asked, slow ly.

I can only repeat what I said," an swered Essie, "I cannot be your wife.' There was silence for a few moments. "Miss Hamilton," bo said at last,

This is no boy love I offer you. I love you deeply and truly. I have health and strength, a fair average of good looks, and though I am at present here in the woods, like yourself, I have money. I ask j*oii again to consider it. I will not take this as vour final answer. I am willing to wait," but I cannot give you up." •'Mr. Edwards," she replied, firmly. it is useless for us to talk farther on the subject. My answer is final and decisive, and time will notebange it in the lGA8t

His face grew dark with passion, but lie controlled himself by an effort. At least you will tell me your rea sons for refusing me?"

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One is sufficient," she said. "I do not love you." Perhaps you love some one else?'

Tho blood serged into her face, crim soning neck and brow. Edwards notic ed it, aud a steely glittar appeared in his eves

I see," he said, speaking slowly, and without another word turned and disap peared in the forest.

At that instant a dark form left Its concealment near, and after easting a single look ou Essie, standing motionless beside her horse, moved silently away in the direction taken by John Edwards.

The latter continued on through the woods, his face dark and threatening On seeing the telltale blush arise to Es sie's face, he had at once come to the conclusion that she loved Kenwood. He bad been obliged to remain indoors for the last three days so that he had had no opportunity to carry out his diabolical intention regarding the latter.

He was so occupied with his own thoughts that he was uot aware of the dark form that was dogging his footsteps, and which at last paused on a little rise of ground and looked alter his retreating form, then turned aud strode away.

He had proceeded something like mile from Hamilton's camp, when chancing to look up he saw some object moving through the woods in front of him. lie stepped behind a little clump of utiderbrusn where be was effectually concealed, and waited for its leappearance. -fj

The next moment ho saw, walking leisurely along not a dozen rods distant iho well-known form of Stanley Kenwood. He carried his gun in the hollow of his arm, and was apparently intent on his own thoughts, as ho took little note of surrounding objects.

Edwards deliberated an Instant. He had worked himseif into a terrible pas sion since leaving Hamilton's, aud cared little for consequences.

He is in all probability alone," he thought, "and tho woods are so thick that I can easily retreat should there be anvone in the vicinity. I'll do it!"

Quick as thought he drew his rifle to hs shoulder, and took deliberate aim at Kenwood, At the instant bis finger pressed the trigger the latter turued quickly around. Edwards saw tho motion and tned in yain ,tp stay, the dls charge cf his gun. "Whether or not his aim had been 1m paired bv the movement he had no op portunltV to ascertain, for before the smoke lifted, tbe long, clear blast of a bugle rung out from the woods before him and was immediately answered by a shrill whistle in the rear, aud apparently at no great distance. "Curse the luck!" be exclaimed, under hia breath. "There's the girl's bugle in front and that Corking whistling bohind me. I must make good use of my time."

He turned quickly, and springing into the thick coppice, disappeared. Essie had visited tbe prairie before spoken of, and was now going in tbe direction ol Len*s cabin. Bayard was feeling in tho bes*. of spirits, as well as bis mistress, and was galloping along at good speed when his fair rider suddenly drew rein. The bone protested by champing bis bits and pawing imp* Uently at the ground.

I surely beard the report of a gun." thought Essie, "and at DO grsat distance. But it must have been Nehemiah, I think."

She raised ber bugle to ber lips, and blew a rebounding blast. tingle long whistle, so far away that it sounded like tbe pipe of seme distant bird, answered her, seeming to come from tbe direction whence she bad beard the abot. It was indistinct, however, that ahe was not certain.

We will go that way. at least, Bayard," ahe said, patting bis neck softly, and, in obedience to tbe loosened rein, bounded briskly away.

She had gooe perhaps two handrvd yards, when tor hone ahied a little, and, looking up, she caught right of Kenwood.

He was sitting at the foot of a laim bee, hia right arm supporting hia hoad, while bis left ooe hung useless at bis side. His coat was covered with blood, which was dripping in a little stream from the sleeve, staining most deeply

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the richly colored aotuma leaves at his side. Good heavens, Mr. Kenwood I" cried Eerie, springing from her hone, her lace sshy white, "you are hurt?"

He lifted his bead as she harried up to him. A dull agony was stamped on his pale face, but be said, faintly:

I have a bullet in my asm, I think. Don't he alarmed, Miss Hamilton," as he noticed her scared look. "It is noth ing- his voice became indistipct and his head dropped forward helplessly. Her face was still white, but she hiised her bugle and blew a shrill blast.

It was answered Immedistely, sud a moment after the bushes parted and Nehemiah apppeared. Be took in the aitaation at a g'ancc. "Quick, Nehemiah she exclaimed "Some water, if you know where to find anv. He has feinted V' "the boy needed no second bidding, but catching up Kenwood'B bat that lay on tbe ground, disappeared in an instant.

Essie tenderly raised Stanley's head firm its resting plaoe on the roots of the tree, and laid it in her lap, smoothing the dark curls away from the pale fair forehead with a gentle touch.

He opened his eyes at last, and looked np into her face. A delicate pink appeared on her cheeks as his eyes met hers.

You fainted, Mr. Kenwood," she replied, in answer to his lock. "Nehe miab has gone for some water—here he is now." -The latter appeared as she spoke, carrying Kenwood's hat filled to the brim.

I had to go a good ways after it," he said, depositing it on vhe ground, "but I happened to know right where to find it."

He assisted Essie to remove Stanley's coat, and set about helping her to dress the wound. Our hero's left arm was badly cut by a bullet, but an examina tiou showed that it was not broken. The ball had struck the bone, however, so as to render it numb and useless, and very painful. He had lost a great amount of blood, and was faint and weak. Essie carefully washed the wound, and bound her handkerchief about it.

Here's a bruised black and blue spot on your side," said Nehemiah, examining" ii, "and here's your knife, all broke to pieces. The bullet must have struck there after going through your arm. It's mighty luckv that the knife was there it broke tbe force of the ball, so that it didn't do any great damage." "That was probably what made me fall," replied Kenwood "I must have been stunned for a moment, and have lost a great deal of blood. I feel very weak."

How in the dickcns did vour rnn happen to go off, anyhow asked Nenomian, won ieringly. "It did not," replied Stanley. "If you will examine it you will see that it is loaded. It must have been a ball from some hunter's rifle, which instead of going where it was aimed, struck something and glanced. I should judge whoever tired it must have been some distance off, or be would have discover ed the result of his shot."

Ho undertook to arise to his feet as he concluded speaking, but the effort WHS a vain one, and started the wound to bleeding afresh.

I think you can ride if you can succeed in mounting, Mr. Kenwood," Essie. "Here, Baynrd."

The horse approached shyly at his mistress' com:ciand, his clear, long ears forward and is eyes dilating with fear. With Nehemiah's assistance, our hero succeeded in reaching the saddle, and they started for Len's cabin.

The trapper was nowhere visible as they approached, and they were wondering'whether or not he was about, when a startled voice shouted "Hello, thar! What's up?" and he emerged from the bushes, and hurriedly approached them.

What's the matter, Stanley, boy!" he cried, "ar' ye hurt?" Some," replied Kenwood, who felt considerably better. "But it is nothing to bo alarmed about."

Len threw open the door, and our hero walked In and sat down, while the former examined the wound, and was rejoiced to find that it was nothing seri ous.

The ball cut off a small artery, an' vou'vo bled powerful!" he exclaimed, as ho brought out some bandages and proceeded to dress the wound with the air ol a practiced hand. "An' thet'll make a feller awful weak an' white, if anv thing will. But I allers calculate ter bo prepared ferall sich eunargencys,so' I've got a salve hero thet 'ull letch it all right in a few days?"

And then questions and explanations followed. Len was astonished. "It's curns, said he, "that whoever it war, didn't find out what they'd bit. They coukl'nt a been fur off fer the ball came with considerable force to go through his arm, an' break his knife all ter pieces. It looks odd, I swan."

As I^en concluded speaking, vbere flashed through Stanley's mind a remembrance ot the warning he had received Iroin tho old Ind'an crone a few days before. -Could it be possible that this was an atUck on his life from the eueirv of which she had warned liltn? It seemed so unlikely—so improbable even—that lie dismissed the suggestion without farther consideration. "Well," added the trapper, "We'll thank fortln' it warn't no worse. The boy'll 'round in a few days, if nothin' happens, an* I'm thinkin' he'll owe somethin* ter Essie, too, fer he'd been in a ticklish place, if she hadn't come 'long."

It was the fiir damsel that rescued tbe knight in distress, instead of the reverse, which is generally the case," remarked Kenwood, with a smile. "Thanks are but a poor compensation for the service rendered," he continued, while his face grew suddenly grave, "but I give them with all my heart."

It was a mere trifle, Mr. Kenwood, replied Essie, "and I pray you not to mention it. I am glac that I happened on the spot so opportunely. But, we must bid you good day. Papa will be wondering at my long absence," and mounting Bayard, and accompanied by Nehemiah, ahe took her leave.

CHAPTER VIII. LOST!

Pursuant to their intention, tbe Indi ans bad moved to the head waters of the Muskegon, and were now encamped on a pleasant spot on tbe banks of Houghton Lake.

Dense pine forests, interspersed with strips ef hard timber, surrounded tbem on every side, and formed a perfect paradise tor evenr description of game.

Estewawan had accompanied tbem thither, and now occupied a tent br herself, near tbe outskirts ol tbe village. She had not seen Osawah sines theday of Edwards departure, and his whareaboats were unknown to ber. Sbe ft—*! his kind, brotherly attentions, and little gift*, and wondered at his absence from the tribe. Still, sbe had no cause for wanL She was an especiaj fevorite in the village and offerings of game and fruit of all kinds, were laid at wjr door.

She was sitting in her tent one evening, looking on the scene without. The wind Was rising rapidly, rushing over tbe lake, and. lasbiag the white capped billows into fine spray. The mournful' soughing of the niaes, mingled with the roaar of the waves on the Deach, had a strange fascination for the girl, and a deep feeling of loaeliness crept over her,, as she watched tbe tattered clouds trailiag across the leaden sky.

She had waitad vainly for Edwards appearance, with a sadness that increased day by day. His explanation during his last visit hail still left doubts in her aaind as to his constancy and affection for her, and his absence only served to increase these.

Her baby swvng in its hammock at her side, and her eyes crew tender as she gazed at the tiny, dusky face. A wild thenght had suggested itself to her during the day. and grew stronger with each fleeting hour. It had been two long weeks since the tribe had settled in its present locality, and her whito hunter was still away. What could be the reason of his absence? The horrible fear of losing kam had grown stronger and stronger each day. If he, by any possibility could not come to her, then she would go to him. There were plenty of canoes, any brave of the tribe would furnish her with one, and she would take ber babe, and in the canoe descend the river to where her husband was.

The darkness settled thickly over the village while she sat there, ana she arose at last to olose her tent, listening a moment to the wild, mournfnl cry of the loon, that came from off tbe lake. The weird sound seemed to strike a corresponding chord in ber breast, but she turned at last, letting the robe fall to it*

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The snn was shining brightly, when she awoke the next niorninc, and she at once proceeded to put her plan in operation.

Leaving her baby asleep, she went to the lodge of the bead chief, and acquainted him with her intention. He was astonished, and tried to persuade her from ner object, telling her he thought Long Rifle would soon come. Sbo remained firm, however, and he finally told her that he would send a trusty brave with her. He was afraid to have her go alone.

The heart of Okenomo is kind," she said "bnt Estewawah will go alone. The Great Spirit will take care of her."

The chief, seeing that she was determined, urged her no farther, but sent a trusty person to select a safe, light running'cinoe for her use.

Estewawah returned to her lodge. The news of ber intended departure spread rapidly, and her tent was soon the center of attraction. Offerings of fruit, dried meat, nuts, etc., etc., were brought to her, which she accepted, with many thanks to the donors, and, packed them into a large basket to lake with her on herjourney.

She was soon ready to start. A tiny canoe bad been selected, and it lay on tho water, at the river's edge, rocking gontly with the motion of the wind. Some robes were laid iu tho bottom of it, her basket ol provisions her bow and several arrows, together with other articles necessary for the journey.

The bank was crowded with duskv forms to watch hor departure, for all svmpathlzed with th« sad faced girl, going hundreds of miles alone with her little babe, through deep woods, among tbe haunts of wild animals of every description.

She was ready to start at last, and they watched her till a bend of the river hid her from view.

Estewawah was skilled in the use of the paddle, aud her canoe skimmed down the river like a bird, avoiding the center of tho stream when she came to a swift rapids, and in this way she floated on, past hi h, steep banks,crowned with giant hemlocks and pinos their tops towering hundreds of feet above her in tho dim, happy air past low, rich hottorn lands, covered with hickory, butternut and oak, loaded with their autumn spoils past little gems of islands—drifting on, on, in the bright sunlight, with a sad and heavy heart.

The day passed slowly away. The bright colored leaves were everywhere visible, drifting down through the brancbos of tbe trees, and floating here and there, on the rippling surface of the river. Occasionally a squirrel with a nut caught hastily in his mouth, would scamper away, and perchance st«p on some projecting limb, to examino her with his bright, sharp eyes.

At last tbe snn went down, and she moored her canoe in a sheltered spot, as the shadows began to fall, and spreading the robes out out in the bottom, she at® a hearty supper, and composed herself to rest, with her infant on her arm.

The two following days passed in much the same manner, and towards night of the second one, as sbe approached her journey's end, ber sadness flitted away, and occasional snatches of song burst from hor lips.

The sun was about two hours high, when she landed in a shady spot, and concealing her canoo amoug the coppice that lined the river bank, she took ner babe and struck out in a soutV.eru di r. ction through the forest. Her step was light as she walked, and her face, lately so Bad, woro a joyous, expectant lock. She crossed the little prairie east of Mr. Hauiilon's «a np, and after grintr a short distance farther, a beautiful little lake burst on ber view.

It warn a .out one hundred rods In dl ameter, nestling inside low banks, and surrounded by dense woods. She followed alengthU a few yards, and cauie suddenly upon a rude sort of well near tbe edge of the water. The dirt was scooped out, forming a hole several fest deep. Tha water was cool, and clear as cry»tal, and was boiling up in the bottom, tumbling the white sand about, white a tiny stream flowed from it to the lake. Moccasin tracks were plainly visible in tbe sand amucd, and a bark drinking cup was hanging on a stake near.

Estewawah satisfied ber thirst, and atriking into a narrow path, moved on. After going on a few steps she came to a lodge pitched in a little open space. Tbe lap was open, revealing tbe interior of the tent, and sbe stood for a moment unobserved, watching tbe scene before bei.

Tbe lodge bsd but one. occupant. An old Indian woman, withered, and nearly bent double with ago, waa standing before a fire, over which some herbs were cooking. Sbo turned, and seeing tbe girl standing by tbe door, came forward, looking at her wonderiog'y.

Estewawah is welcome, ahe said, In a shrill, piping voice, and taking the infant from her arms, she motioned her to a seat, and waited for ber to explain ber presence.

Estewawah has come to see ber bosband," said the girl. "Can sbe stay with Wlsoonope to night?" "Sbo can stay in welcome," replied the Indian woman. "Wlsoonope is lonely, and would be glad to have "Estewawah stay with ber all the time, if ahe wishes."

Sbe brought some meat and fruit tor the girl, and noticing that sbe

looked

tired, poured some tea from thepot ovdt

the fire, and gave If to her to drinh. Slie waa well acqurinted with feh# nfedMal qualities of diflhsent roots and herbs, and waa, at one tise, a medicine among her people. Sh»wa»the wife of a chief long dead, and dfcritog the hvntltag season, rather tha» move abovt with the tribe lived alone in this spot

The next moaning Estewawah took her babe, and started for Edward's cabin. Light hearted and expectant, she went on her way, and her heart gave a

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eat bound when, as she approached, tbe door Open and her husband step out. He started as be caught of her, and a dark frown contracted his brow. "Devils!" he- mattered, angrilt. "This is something I had not looked for."

He stepped forward and spoke sbarply—perhaps more so than he intended— to her, as he reached her side. She stopped suddenly, and an expression of intense pain passed over her face. The dark, soft eyes were fixed on his pleadingly, and he repented his harshness the next moment. "Imight have known how it would le," he thought, "I must keep her from suspecting me until nay plans are farther along."

He took the infant In his arms, and led her to a seat. Her eyes were full of unshed tears, but he kissed her, and arid reassuringly:

I was sorry to find that Estewawah had coino snch along journey. Did you como alone

Yes," she replied sadly. "Long Rifle stayed away so long that I came to him. Is ho angry ••No, I am not"angry," and he kissed her, smoothing back the dark hair from her face. "But I am sorry vou came on such a journey alono. Why did not some oneaocompany yon If" anvthing bad happened to Estewawah, her hunter's heart woul 1 have been sad."

He talked to her reassuringly, but failed to banish the cloud from ner face. He gave a dozen imaginary reasons for not coming to see her, intending to come, he said, as Soon as ho could. He had a hunting companion with him at his cabin, so it would be very inconvenient for her to stay there. She could stay with Wisconope, and he would come and see ber there, and bye aud bye he would come to her, never to go away again.

And Estewawah, comforted, but still sad and unsatisfied, returned to Wisconopes lodge. As she entered, the latter inquired if she found ber husband, and the girl related to her what Edwards had proposed. The old Indian woman was perfectly willing for her to stay, and after a few minutes silence spoke abruptly.

A white hunter and his daughter are encamped near here. Long Rifloisao* quaintcd with them. Wisconope has seen him thero, aud talking with the white girl in tho forest."

Sho watched Estewawah closely as she spoke, but tho girl did not reply, and there was no farther conversation concerning Edwards then.

The next duv Estewawah took a long ramble through the woods. St had reached the bank of a swift running littlo brook, and was standing g:izing dreamily on its shifting waters, when the sound ot horses hoofs broke on her ear. She looked up

Sweeping along on a cosl-blaek horse, was a white woman, and sho knew instinctively, that it was tho hunter's daughter. 'Wisconopo had xkon of. Tbe girl's faco was towards her as sho passed, and sho half drew rein, then loosened it, and swept on, disappearing in a moment. Estewawah turned to retrace her steps to the lodge, when on looking up sho saw Osawah standing before' her. He regarded her with a sorrowful, compassionate look, as he noted thessd expression of hor faae.

Is Estewawah lost?" he asked. "Sho is a great way from the tribe." No," sho replied. "I have coin© down to be near my husband. I llvo ith Wisconope, now. Osawah, too, is a great way from his tribe. 1 did not expect to find hiui hero, and am glad to see him." "Osawah's camp is near," answered the Indian. "His work is here, now, but he will soon rejoin the tribe. Ho will go with Estewawah to her lodge."

Wisconope met them at tbe door, a cloud on her wrinkled, dusky face. Papoose sick," she said to tho mother, "Come."

They entered the tent, and as Estewawah looked at tho littlo cheeks of the infant, that were flushed with lever, a great foreboding shook hei to the heart. Was she to loose her little warrior? "Ob, Great Spirit forbid 1" sho murmured, "spare Estewawah her little babe!" a [TO BK CONTINl!KT.]

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