The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1891-11-19

"Our arrestr repeated Morel. This
d not Bismarckland What are we ac-
cused on Let me see the warrant"
The officer handed the paper to the
Frenchman, who glanced It over.
Horse stealingr he exclaimed, a. the
blood mAntled his face and neck. "This
u infamouA We are honest people,"
YES, we are honest peopler" cried
Madam Morel, stepping forward and fac
ing the police officer.
Morel laid his hand gently on his
wife's shoulder. This Is not . matter
for women to SETTLE" be murmured;
then approaching the officer. he informed
him that their horses were tethered some
distance away and that his son would
bring them in. I'VE shall be ready to
follow you in . short half hour" added
Morel.
The officer nodded his approval
Pauline's eyes were filled with tears as
her father led her and her mother aside
and spoke few words Of comfort and
encouragement to them.
Fear nothing" said he; mo harm
will come to US We shall be back in q
day or 90. This is not Bismarckland,
tell you'll Close the packwagon securely
at night and sec that your pistols are
close at hand. But you'll not need them.
Women are sacred in this country lfA
wolf corresponding around in the night
use my Winchester, Pauline Take good
care Of little mamma Goodby, goodbyr
The three men rode away and Pauline
and her mother stood watching them
until their forms faded out Of sight In
the dark shadows cast BY the towering
pines which lined the road
Don't tremble, little motherI" cried
Pauline bravely, for she felt her heart
grow strong at thought Of the glaring
injustice that had been done her father
and brother. They'll soon come back
to us Hector and I'll take good care
Of you. You know I've killed q deer
and Leon says I'm as good shot with
pistol as he Is"
Madam Morel smiled at her daughters
cheering words and replied: II don't fear
four footed enemies, my child. There's
another kind far more dangerous"
"Oh, you mean men, little mammal"
cried Pauline with Q laugh. "Pshaw,
everybody says o woman Is safer in the
province than she would be in the streets
Of o large city. Just recollect how you
and | have been treated since we left
Seattle. Why, the men act as II we
were real angels. / saw one Of them
pick up bit Of cloth that tore of the
sleeve Of my dress and tie 1t in his but
| A.. .k.I ny,alr ' ka atlaA ak
Madam Morel drew her pretty daugh-
ter to her side In Q warm embrace. I'm
not afraid Of either, my sweet baby"
she murmured as she kissed Pauline's
soft cheeks. mo one will harm us
But come, let rs prepare for bed, and
begin by praying that holy Mary may
watch over our dear ones in this dark
hour"
The two women paused several times
In their labors to contemplate the sub
Unity Of the scene which surrounded
them, for the moon had risen and the
grandeur Of the forest scenery, the dull
murmuring roar Of the swift flowing
Fraser, interrupted only BY the mournful
cry Of the whip-poor-will and the howl
Of the coyotes, impressed them more
than ever now that they were alone in
this almost illimitable region Of solitude.
Hector felt his importance as the sole
gardian Of Pauline and her mother, and
from time to time made the tour Of the
little camp and reported that all was
well by friendly wag Of the tail. Pau
line followed her fathers directions and
laid his Winchester and Q brace Of re-
volvers within easy reach Worn out by
the excitement Of the day, Madam Morel
was soon sleeping soundly, very much to
Pauline's satisfaction. She however
found waking and thinking Of the hand
some stranger more to her taste.
~ wonder II shall ever set eyes upon
him again" she asked herself, and then
she tried to recall the musical ring Of
his voice and the kindly CLEAN Of his
eye. He is surely no desperate. argued
the young girl to herself, ''or any such
adventurer as Captain Roberts would
have rs believe. He was 90 gentle and
% brave that know he must be higher
born than amf' sighed the poor girl,
as she lay there beside her mother list
ening to the cry Of the great white owl.
which nests in the gigantic pines Of these
forests
As the night wore on, even the cries
Of bird and beast gradually closed and a
deathlike stiffness settled upon these
solitudes Of mountain and plain. Pau.
line had never before attempted to watch
through the night this way, and 90
strange and mysterious was this first ex-
perience Of hers that II had o sort Of fas-
cinatiou about It She was giving her
self up to the full enjoyment Of this de-
licious sensation Of utter loneliness and
helplessness, no doubt akin to that pleas
ure which q man finds in needlessly fac
ing extreme danger, when a low growl
from Hector called her back to thoughts
Of real life. Rising to her feet without
awakening her mother, Pauline proceed
cd to the end Of the wagon, and draw
ing the canvas aside saw that q covered
vehicle was passing along the road from
which their camp was several hundred
feet distant. She heard It halt, although
Il had passed quite out Of sight
In Q few moments Hector'S excited
manner, accompanied by angry growing
and barking, aroused Madam Morel, and
the two women became convinced that
some one must be approaching their
wagon.
"Who goes therei halt, or I'll hreI"
cried Pauline. thrusting her head out Of
the wagon.
"A friend" was the answer that came
quickly back I'VE need help. Call of
the dog. Have you any spirits, one Of