Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1884-04-05
good enough ?''

Are you going to live in it all
alone ~ asked the old man, turning
his head, as ii ashamed of the ques-
ton.
Can't tell yet. But there goes
the Berry Hunter" and want to
see her,
And he dashed down to the water,
hailed her as she was passing in her
canoe, jumped in, and
WAS PADDLED AWAY
toward one of the little islands that
lined the shore, flashing with their
dense foliage like emerals set in a
changing sheen of turquois.
There goes a man to his ruin, "
muttered the old trapper, sorrowful-
ly, as he took up his rifle.
Often had he intended to warn Es-
talez, but he was his superior, and,
infirm of purpose, he put off the evil
day.
But the young man gave little ear
to the words he had spoken. From
the moment he had seen the young
Indian girl all other thoughts were
banished from his mind. With her
light canoe dancing over the waters
and dressed with far more than ordi
nary brilliancy-with scarlet flowers
woven in the heavy braids of her In
tensely black hair, with her eyes
lighted at the sight of him she loved
and from whom she hoped for so
much-with smile upon her face
and sweet words of welcome upon
her red, ripe lips, it would have been
strange if it had been otherwise.
The little island reached, they
moored their canoe and wandered
away from the shore and completely
out of sight as well as hearing, seat
ed themselves upon the short, and
velvet-like grass, mosaiced by myri-
ads of tiny bowers.
"How beautiful you look to-day"
said Carlos, as he took her hand in
his own.
SIS the daughter of the red man as
fair in the eyes of the pale-face as
those of her own people ?" asked
the girl, raising her eyes 80 as to look
him fully in the face.
''There are few as handsome as
you are. 1 know thousands who
would give all they have for your
figure and eyes and hair"
"But they are like snow, and the
daughter of the Aburanians are as
brown as the hillside when the
Manitou of the Frost has breathed
upon it.
"Pshaw you are the fairest of all
your tribe. You know that I have
often told you of Pocahnotas. /
doubt if she was as white as you"
Sand yet was looked up to by the
pale faces 7"
"Yes: went to England, married
one and lived in such splendor as you
never dreamed Of"
Never before had Estalez fully de-
termined upon his plan of action.
Now he had made up his mind to
win her at all hazards, and
THROWING HIS ARMS
around her waist, he drew her to his
side, whispered words of love, and
for the first time kissed her. And
thus they sat-she loving and dazzled
by the splendor he promised her on
his return to civilization, and he un-
mindful of all but the passion of the
hour. With the declining sun, they
returned to the shore promised
man and wife, though as yet no time
had been fixed upon. That was =
dicision left for the future. silt z
The old trapper, Pedro, saw them
as they landed-saw their parting.
It was such an one as lovers have In
dulged in since Eden, and will until
the end of time. He saw the tender
embrace, could almost hear the kiss,
and resolved to keep reticent no
longer. ftt
81 want you to tell me one thing,
Carlos" he said as they sat smoking
after q late supper.
swell, Pedro, what is it ?"
'Do you intend to marry pretty
Berry Hunter
why? Will it make any differ
ence to you ?"
"Certainly not; but it will for you,
if I don't miss my reckoning, and I
am not apt to do it when there's any