Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1876-09-07

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'Ah! you speak--you are not dead" she
exclaimed, in clear, silvery voice. 81
thought he had crushed the breath out of you
at first" ,fI4Aa - III ;ao'Ei ,-s,@
% Her good English surprised him. he
looked admiringly at her, taking note of the
symmetry Of her form, the delicacy of he'
features, the oval outline Of her soft, brown
cheek. Here, at last, was q realization of the
poetic visions which had been so rudely, dis
,pelled by the plain and uninteresting realities
he had hitherto encountered. y ~" "*@
"Will you tell me your name" he asked
II am called Manitara," she answered
"They name me also White Fawn, because
am fairer than the others of my race. 1t is
the name I like the best, only it is trouble
some to speak always" D. ..'
care you the daughter of chief, Mani
tara?"
II have no parents; but a great chief calls
me his child. And, Oh!' she added, her
bright face suddenly clouding over, "that re-
minds me of the errand on which / was sent
1t was to the good white man, the missionary
in the valley which lies beyond this wood
NY father chief lies sick at home, and he bid
me seek the missionary and bring him to his
cabin, for he would speak to him of matter
which lies heavy on his heart"
"The missionary in the valley! Why, it is
at his house that I live," said Arthur. 81
will return to it with you. Where do you
come from, Manitara?" ..... ..t..
"From the new reservation, where my peo-
pie have gone to- live. My people are the
Crows, from the Spring Vale. My father
chief has been great warrior and has many
scalps at his belt, but he is sick and feeble
now, and can fight no more. He says, him
self, that he will soon be chasing the deer in
the hunting. grounds of the Great Spirit. He
will hunt no more in these forests, for be is
stricken, and his limbs are weary and his
sight is dim" Her tone, as she uttered these
words, sank to plaintive murmur, and her
large eyes filled with tears. ,;...'
"Perhaps he may yet recover" said Arthur,
kindly. He had become impressed, as she
spoke, with conviction that she must be the
maiden of whom Panther Joe had spoken to
Mr.. Carleton, and acknowledged to himself
that his description of her beauty had even
fallen short of the reality. At the same time
he felt that it was great presumption in Joe
to aspire to the honor of her hand, so immeas-
urably superior to that uncivilized giant did
she appear, no matter what his intrinsic mer-
its might be-
"He will never recover" said Manitara,
sadly. "The Great Spirit has laid his hands
upon him, and he will not arise any more.
When he is gone, Manitara will be alone"
"Have you not other friends ?" asked Ar.
thur.
81 care not for them and have no kin
dred to keep me here. would not stay. l
love not the place where now live, and to my
old home cannot return"
.Whsret then Rill YOU 90 2 asked the gou4e
man, whose interestest in this picturesque
child of the forest deepened with every word
she spoke.
II do not know" she seriously replied.
Then, after musing moment, a smile rippled
like sunshine over her face, and she added
with an arch glance, II will follow the flight
of the Birds"
"But you have no wings"
II shall not need wings-my feet will carry
me; the birds know me we'll; they will fly
before me to lead the way" .:..
Arthur could not make out whether she
was in jest or earnest. She caught his puzzled
glance, and laughed merrily, like child ;
then she grew quickly grave again.
"Ah my poor father chief waits for my re-
turn, while talk idly here" she cried. "Let
US make haste to reach the missionary's house.
Have we still far to gof"
"Not very" replied Arthur; "but you
cannot return to-day. Even if Mr. Carleton
could start with you as soon as we reach his
house, it would be dark night before you
reached your home"
81 fear not the dark" said Manitara.
''The Great Spirit leads me by the hand, and
I cannot 60 wrong. But perhaps the miss
ionary will be afraid. Then I must return
alone" ...
"No, indeed, he is never afraid. But why not
stay at his house until tomorrow morning ?
You could set out before day-light-as early
as you pleased"
The Indian girl shook her head. II dare
not delay. 1t may be that the Great Spirit
will call my father chief away even before my
return; and promised to 60 as quickly as
could" E..
They were now walking in the direction Of
the valley. Arthur, for all bis manly strides,
could scarcely keep pace with the light, swift
steps of his companion, whose feet seemed to
skim the ground, rather than tread upon it,
as she walked. ....- .......
"Are you the son of the missionary" ask
ed Manitara, with an upward glance into Ar
thurs face. He thought, as be looked down
into the liquid depths of her eyes, that he had
never seen lovelier eyes or alovelier face, even
among the fair-hued damsels of his native
city.
mo, I am only the missionarys guest. He
has no son. I am going back soon to my
own home"
81 live in New York-the city of New
York. You have heard of that, have you
not?"
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