The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-11-29
CHAPTER XXX.


MEETING or CATHERTSE AND LoDT-ARRTvAl
OF FRIENDS.
About month after Lodi had prom.
ised our heroine her release they sat to.
gether, as usual, at the door of the tent,
watching the sun as it cast its declining
shadows over the bare and leafiess trees.
whose branches now and then creaked
mournfully as the chill November blast
swept by. Lodi was consoling Sonora
and Rissey with the hope that they
should very soon be released from their
bondage, when suddenly she sprang to
her feet with cry, ''He comes! he
comesr
Such a yell as went forth was never
heard except on great occasions. Hard
Heart was the first to run and greet one
whom he supposed was his pretended
friend; but as he neared the place from
whence the form was emerging, judge
of his surprise and CONSERVATION when
he beheld strange pale-faces, and not
one, but four, who were none others
than our Bridgeport friends, headed by
Catherine. With a peculiar motion she
made signs to Hard Heart to approach
alone, telling him they were friends and
meant no harm. She told him in few
words the intent of their journey and
appearance among them, asking his
protection and aid during their stay, for
which he should have gold double the
amount of the bribe that Norman had
offered.
''Hard Heart is ehief-a mighty war
riOr among his tribe. All obey him.
He will see that no harm comes to you,
but the pale bird cannot be released.
Hard Heart means otherwise. You
must wait till the white chief comes,
and then take him and depart"
"Let it be as you say. We will abide
till he comes" was the reply of Gather
inc.
Follow to the wigwam of Hard
Heart. There you will be safe" and he
led the way, while the savages looked
on with surprise, some uttering yells
and others dancing at the sight of so
many pale-faces. Leaving our friends
there, he went to inform Lodi of This
new occurrence.
"Pursuers, heyr' exclaimed she. as
he finished. "Come to carry away our
eaptives! Would you let the paIe dove
go?" asked she, quizzingly.
"He! he, her' laughed the SAVAGE
"The pale dove must be mine. 7 win
see that she is not taken. Keep her 60
cure. The white squaw who accompa-
nies the three pale-faces has my prom
ise to return in safety"
"The white squawl The pale girp.
mother perhaps"
"No, an enemy to the chief whom
she will wait for. will learn more ant
let you know" said he, rising to go.
~ will go to her." said Lodi, rising
and following.
Sonora and Rissey now clung to each
other, for our heroine knew by the saw.
age yells and looks and manner of Hard
Heart that something new had hap
pened, and her heart sank with fear as
she thought that probably Norman's
arrival had caused it. Little did she
think that the friends who loved her 50
dearly were near her to rescue her; that
Harry, her darling brother, was waiting
TO clasp her to his breast: and that CIar-
ence, the devoted lover, was within n
few steps to bear her home to friends
and happiness. Had she known all tbis
under the present excitement the conse-
quences might have proved fatal. for the
too sudden revulsion from fear 70 iov
would have been too much for her inst
then.
As Lodi entered the tent where ON,
friends were seated her eyes instantly
fell upon Catherine. For moment She
eyed her keenly; then, walking towards
her, she uttered, fLenards bride,p and
clasped to her bosom her astonished