Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1880-11-24


simple repast, they lay down upon
a bed of furs TO rest. Before retir.
ing, White Flower knelt in silent
prayer; her lips moved, but nc
words was audible. When she
arose, Viroqua asked her what she
meant, and she endeavored to ex.
plain to the poor untutored Indian
girl the foundations of the Chris
tian religion-thus sowing seed be-
sides all waters.
Days and weeks passed BY
White Fower was still prisoner.
Whatever passed in her heart, she
was outwsrdly calm--even cheer
full.
Finally they grew less watchful,
and often left the cave unfastened.
White Flower grew pale with the
long confinement, and Viroqua per-
csiving it, asked permission to
walk in the open air short time
every day. Pleasantly passed the
hours, sometimes by the lake shore,
but oftener they wandered into the
woods, where, surrounded by
naught but nature, White Flower
told Viroqus Of the love Of God
which surpasseth all understanding
By degrees Viroqua's understand
ing became enlightened ready to
receive the truth and we have ev-
cry reason TO believe that, there in
the wilds Of Michigan, the poor In
dian girl took the white mans God
for her God.
1t was now near the first of Oc-
tober. The braves, after carrying
enough provisions to the cave to
last till their return, went West on
their annual buffalo hunt. And the
trsppsr, taking advantage Of their
absence, roamed freely over the
northern mart of the State.
One day, as the trapper was
walking along the shore Of Lake
Superior, he discovered the print
of lady's shoe in the sand and be
side it that of a small moccasin.
he was startled. No white fani-
lies lived in those parts; the track
must therefore be that Of captive.
He had heard of Eva Wilson's
disappearance, and in
stantly be thought, Gould this be
her :"
Meanwhile he walked rapidly
forward, following the steps until
he reached the rocks, where he
could trace them no farther. Now
he wondered If this was really the
girl for whom they had searched so
long In vain, and he revolved plans
in his mind for ascertaining.
The next morning early, he set
tied himself in tree top near the
rocks. Safely hidden by the
branches and thick foliage, he lay
waiting for coming events Nor
did be have long to wait Pres
emily two girls descended from the
rocks, and our old friend the trap
per surveyed them closely.
Medium height, light hair,
brown eyes, light complexion, small
white hands and an uucommonly
small foot. She answers the de-
scription perfectly, still it is we'll
enough to make assurance doubly
sure" So saying be dropped in
her path piece Of paper which
had been previously cut in the
form Of a leaf. On it was written,
IF you are Eva Wilson put this in
you pocket. A Friend"
"What a curious leaf" said both
girls at once as it iuttered down in
the path just in front Of them
Eva picked it up, and her heart
gave a quick tbrob of JOY as she
perused it. The trapper, closely
watching her every motion, saw
her put in her pocket and pass on
He was now convinced, and, uset
to quick modes OF action, he start
ed this day for Detroit.
Meanwhile, what was the dismay
Of Mrs. Wilson on seeing the boys
return without Eva. "Where il
Eva was the mothers tremulou'
query.
as she not with youi We hav,
seen nothing Of her." replied thu
eldest.
"Sbe went to meet you, and ha