The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1879-10-02

her lips as she answered:
"Oh, you forget, sir, that am an In
dian"
"And will not they receive every.
oneg"
"No, SIR"
"Should you like to go to schoolY'
As he put this question to her, the ex-
preston of her whole face changed, and
she shot him glance of intense eager
ness, as she answered:
al would give all have to go, sir!
But it is impossible"
"But it is not, if you will come here
every day from ten o'clock till twelve,
Jor J will teach you myself.
For a moment, Zillah's face lit up
with Joy at this unlooked-for proposal;
and then she mournfully replied:
"Pm afraid j can't come, sir.
Nanny may not be willing"
Tristan said he would go in the morn
ing to see her mother about this matter.
The next day, Tristan true to his prom
ise, went to the encampment. When
"mammy' had been pointed out to him,
he Immediately asked her consent to his
plan. She at first positively refused;
but she was at length persuaded to let
Zillah come to him at the desired hours.
Tristan having told Illah to come On
the morrow, he took his departure. On
the next day, Zil'ah came at the ap-
pointed hour Tristan found in her an
apt pupil, and she was equally pleased
with both teacher and studies. A month
and half rolled by, and Tristan looked
forward to the arrival of his pupil with
more pleasure each succeeding day, while
Zillah artlessly confessed that her study
hours contained the only real happiness
she experienced;
Arthur" said his cousin, one day, az
wish you would go to the fort for me, to
meet my friend, Miss Madge Edens,
whom | expect from y this
evening"
Tristan ordered the carriage, and did
as he was asked. He found Miss Edens
without much trouble. rhe was small,
sprightly brunette, whose beauty lay
chiefly in her hair and eyes.
"Arc you fond of horse-riding, Mr..
TristamT Miss Edens asked, as they
were driving home.
Tristan said he was.
"Then | shall claim you as my guide
1
there is nothing better, il one has good
horse."
! 4 fter breakfast on the following
Glens Falls. They accordingly set out.
Zillah came to the house at the usual
time, and inquired for Tristan.
He's out" said the servant in gruff
tone.
"Will he he back in few minutes to
give me my lesson?' she tremblingly
asked, for vague suspicion had taken
possession of her mind that he was tired
of teaching her.
"Do you suppose he would come back
for the likes Of you? 4 think he's for
the giving of them up entirelyW
Zillah turned away, with despair at
her heart. How could she go back to
the old life? Her whole life had been
illumined by coming to Tristan, and
now to have this source of comfort cut
of, and with it all the hopes she had
founded Of gaining some honorable posi-
ton, and 50 escaping from the dirt and
wretchedness of her home-to have I'll
these hopes overthrown, was more than
she could bear, and she rushed out OF
the gate, and up the road. She ran till
she was tired, and then she turned from
the road into large green field, and
sitting down under a huge chestnut
tree, with spreading branches, she let hel
head fall in her hands, when the blind.
ing tears she had heretofore restrained
came thick and fast. She had been cry.
ing for about an hour, when feeling OF
weariness came over her, and leaning
| har hn Of ha frfa Ia
tree, she fell asleep. She did not awake
until the sun was sinking in the west
She started up, wondering where she
could be. And then in an instant came
back the remembrance of all that had
transpired, and resolutely turning to the
road, she slowly trudged along TOWARD
the Indian encampment. Yes, Zillaf
had resolved to 60 home; for, although
after the first moment of awakening
her heartfelt disappointment for he
baffied hopes returned, sleep had giver
her strength to bear it, and she had de
> cided to live the old dark life, to live a!
she had been born - poor Indian.
She had gone about half way home
and was sitting on stone by the way
side to rest, when she heard horses feet
and, looking up, saw Tristan and Madg,
riding toward her. AS they came nearer
she looked another way, and Tristan
piqued at her conduct, did not speak, O
notice her in any way, but merely sait
J to Madge:
"There is my Indian portege. I sup
pose she is displeased because / wen
away this morning. Well, she must no
exact all my attention; that was all wei
enough before you came. but now it j
! different, you know"
As these words reached Zillah's ears
she started up, and strange expression
: came over her face. That momen
, made startling revelation to her, TO
then she first knew that she loved Arthu
Tristan. 1t was then she first discoy
cred that without him, refinement an
all she had wished for would be tasteles
, and miserable. She tottered on to tn
} bridge, and leaned against its sides fo
) support. A mist came over her eyes
, and dizzy faintness took possession q
r her. There she stood, looking steadil
! at the water as it came dashing impetu
l ously down, and was whirled in a thou
, sand eddies below, while one desire alon
filled her breast "a passionate longin
3 to be at rest. As she thought of Tri
9 tam's words, they seemed so cold, $
I heartless, that her bursting heart foun
vent in the old cry:
al am poor Indian, and poor In
t dian l must remain all my life.'
t Then, with heartrending cry, sh
i leaped into the foaming flood below
d For moment the water dashed he
It body wildly about, and then all wa
y quiet. The pale moon rose, and bathe
!. with its silvery light the face of til
o dead. But there was no dissatisfied G,
n preston now. All feelings of dissati
!. faction, jealousy and hate had fed, an
;: the closed eyelids, with their jett
fringes, and the peaceful parting of IL
lips, and the smooth, pale brow a
d spoke repose. In the morning, SON
Q persons passing found the body, an
brought IL tn the village Tbep con