Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1853-07-21
VOL. VINO. 80.
CHAPTER XVII.
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AN INTRRvIEw IN THE FOREST.

quiringly at the unconscious form of Ro-
| salthe
My cousin is i'll; she will soon recov-
er; begone, say p added Star Light, i'm
patiently.
The sound of footsteps aroused Nor
wood to a sense of danger, and turning
from the singular scene, he plunged hasti-
/ ly into the forest.
/ Starlight
The young pale-face spoke of has
been here said the latter; he has talked
of White Cloud until her soft heart was
moved but her strength is coming again
What did he say of White Cloud 2?
asked Monon.
.DIintoaaoa /" twas q pleasant sound !;
he talked of love- returned her sister
She sighs-she breathes--she comes
back again to earth resumed Monon
1t would be better for her to stay in
the land of dreams, replied Star Light
thoughtfully The world of shadows
must be better than this
Rosalthe opened her eyes and smiled
family upon the two maidens
i have been weak and foolish she
said.
Monon pressed her hand slightly, and
no other answer was made
is he gone 2 asked Rosalthe timidly.
Never to come back, returned Star
Light.
Is he prisoner 2 exclaimed Rosalthe,
nervously, while the paint upon her
cheeks failed to hide the sudden palid-
ness that overspread them.
lDoono cilIxv zoSJ IL
girl, with smile. The white hunter is
safe
Thank Heaven = calculated Rosalthe,
and blushed at her own earnestness.
Leave me alone a few moments, and
shall soon collect my confused thoughts,
and recover my calmness,' she added
DO not try to escape said Starlight
L will not replied our heroine.
The Cherokee maidens moved slowly
away, and Rosalthe's wish was gratifed ;
she was alone. Like one in dream she
stood gazing at the beautiful scenery
around her; but her thoughts were not
occupied with what she beheld she was
thinking of Allan Norwood, and the
words which she had heard him utter
To her the declarations which be had
made were far from being offensive to
her she could not but confess to her
self that she had experienced a secret
pleasure in listening to his earnest avow-
ais. Her situation had been indeed
singular, and IN many respects, try
ing one She had been obliged to hear
sincere declaration of the tendernest of
all sentiments; and also to remain un-
known to the person who had risked his
life for her
i The late excitements through which
she had passed, the thought of home, and
the new love-dream that was opening so
romantically before her youthful vision,
rendered her feelings so intense that her
physical system had for moment yield
ed to the overpowering current The
balmy breezes blowing upon her brows re-
animated her being her fortitude aud
courage revived, and with more tran
gull step she walked among the wild flow
ers and green plants that margined the
narrow foot path that wound its verdant
way through forests of lofty oaks.
Rosalthe's dreamy meditations were
disturbed by the hurried tramp of horses
feet. She stepped quickly from the path !;
but not before the horSeman was in sight.
aud had caught glimpse of her person
Our heroine became faint with terror for
in the advancing horseman she recogniz-
ed lie Bland and she most cordially
hoped that she should not be known. but
pass for just what she seemed in externals
an Indian maiden
is it you. Star Light p said lie Bland
Rosalthe partially turned her face tow
ards the Frenchman without making a re-
ply. He immediately discovered his mis-
take
'Ah, no it is not Star Light; but. up
on my word, one quite as pretty be added.
Rosalthe dared not trust herself to
make rejoinder, fearing her voice might
betray her; she therefore initiated the
coyuess and taciturnity highly character.
istic of the race to which she apparently
belonged
Although mistook you for Star Light.
in good faith am but little disappoint
ed What matters it Come, girl, where
is your tongue Be not coy, but social
IF you know what that means-I am
in good mood to chat awhile with some
one of your complexion
Rosalthe raised her hand and pointed
significantly toward the village
You mean to say that | shall go my
way but | am not disposed to obey you
Rosalthe resumed an air of offended
dignity, aud looked m another direction.
What are you called. my wild beauty
asked lie Bland, urging his horse close to
her side
The easy impudence of the Frenchman
began to have its effect upon Rosalthe !;
but she wisely controlled her feelings -
She pointed once more to the path be bad
been pursuing, and then with frown
passed her fingers round her temple. de
scribing very accurately the circumference
Of the scalp-lock.
That they dare not do ? exclaimed lie
Bland Not one Of your race would pre-
sumo to harm a hair of my head. And
why should l wish to Am | not one Of
them2 Do not espouse theircause. and
lead them on to battle against the - ite
stations, that the red tribes may possess
their lands IN peace2 No; my pretty