St. Paul daily globe., 1894-07-15

, dian who fancied that he saw in the
open window all opportunity for theft.
They help themselves whenever a
chance offers, ami all is fish that comes
to the red mans net, whether 1t Is a
lead pencil or pteSc OF chalk, pocket
handkerchief or woman's bonnet,
That little Japanese tan that the colonel
gave you lies just within reach. The
l:;,ghty brave spied that, no doubt.
ttlnk K We shall keep our scalps tonight
my dear" 80
However, she secured the doors anu
windows. and for some time we sat
listening for any suspicious sounds. Al
last we adjourned 10 the loft and peeped
from the low, narrow windows that
pierced it on all sides. but neither east.
west, north nor south did we see any
thing 10 increase my alarm. Mrs. March
was perfectly calm.
ut would be exactly the same IL a
thousand Indians lay in ambush behind
the rocks ready to pounce down upon
u.s." SAID Mrs. March. ''But really. my
dear, think that am right this time,
events, I'd as lieve be murdered there
as anywhere else. and the world coul !
get along without me If my time has
come. There's no one to grieve much
for me-"
"But Arthur could not live without
me-" l thought. "His brave heart
would break if / perished so fright
fully"
"lf you haven't been scaiped yet.
come to breakfast, Nannie," cried Mrs.
March at my door next morning. and
started from dream, which tried In
vain to remember. but which eluded
me. l know that Indians wandered
through. and | fancy that my dear, lost
friend, Ruth Warrington, my aunt and
uncle, old Flora and, above all, my own
true-hearted soldier, played their parts
there as we'll.
Mrs. March already sat at the break
fast table, and we were enjoying our
coffee, toast and eggs when a shadow
fell upon the floor, and, looking up, we
saw Star Flowers brother, Young Man
With Tongue, standing in the door
way. The young interpreter was beau
tifully dressed in buckskn, and had
upon his head cap composed of birds
breasts. of all colOrs, with one tall,
lance-like feather. Young Man With a
Tongue was altogether very attractive
looking object as he stood in our door
way. Having attracted our attention,
he bestowed upon each of us a bow
which would not have disgraced man
of society in drawing room, and with
his hand upon his heart addressed
himself to Mrs. March.
Madam, come to proclaim thesap-
proach of one more worthy of your
cOndpscension than l. Hs fingers
without that may inform you of his
coming. He is mighty chief. Other
chiefs tremble when they hear his
uame. His enemies flee before him /:
his presence honors any wigwam. l
need tell you nothing more after have
explained that it is of Scream of the
Eagle that l speak,"
Mrs. March had arisen when Young
Man began to address her. Now she
went and seated herself in the middle
of the room, while took my place be-
hind her.
Il have heard of the chief you
NAME" she said. "But why does he
honor me with visit?"
That he wishes to tell you himself"
said Young Man. II shall have the
English. He has none"
"Oh. very WE'LL" said Mrs. March,
''tell him to come in.'
Young Man left the door and in a
moment more returned. ushering in a
very large and very dark Indian,
wrapped in the most beautiful blanket
had ever seen in all my life He was
painted, having rose colored circle on
each cheek and blue crescent upon
his forehead. He wore large golden
nose ring, and tall eagles feather
ornamented his head band. The face,
repulslVe beyond expression, | recog-
niZed at a glance. 1t was the same !
had seen at my window the evening be-
fore.
"Oh. Mrs. March; 1 am faint with
terror" ] whispered. "See how he
looks at me-"
keep quiet. Sit close to me and dc
not speak word" the lady returned in
the same voice. And l drew little
bench to her side and, seated upon it,
hid my face on her knee. for l dared not
look upon that horrible face any longer.
The floor shook beneath the heavy
tread of the mighty Scream as he adj
vanced. Then | heard him seat him
self upon the floor. and the smell of to.
barco smoke filled the room.
Madam" heard Young Man with
Tongue remark, II, who know the
customs of the white people, know well
that i'll the company Of their ladies they
do not smoke their pipes. However,
this mighty chief is not aware of the
| fact, nor could make him comprehend
| 1t. He smokes because the affair is i'm
| portant."
81 understand" said Mrs. March.
NOW there was pause, and Scream
| began to grOwl and rumble and gurgle.
while the others kept si!eLce. When
he paused Young Man spoke.
| "The mighty chief requests me 10 ex
plain what he has said. He is very rich
| very powerful. has many men aud many
| ponies. lie has also many wives, all OF
whom are well fed. well sheltered anC
| always happy. When they are no longer
beautiful he is not cruel to them, a;
most chiefs are. He gives the poor ole
things wigwam, and they dwell there
with their girl children in great luxury
blessing the name of Scream of tht
Eagle"
Quietly divorced with alimony,'
SAID Mrs. March. gravely.
The interpreter looked puzzled, but
bowed and proceeded.
The latest wife of the glorious anC
wonderful chief, Scream of the Eagle
has beeh very lovely, but years have
faded her charms, therefore, he desire:
a more beautiful wife. He has sough
in vain for one to his taste. But ont
day as he sat in converse with the per-
SON VINO speaks to you, that person tolC
him that there had come to dwell il
this village white girl who was 81
beautiful that when he first saw her hi
thought she had descended from thC
skies, and cried out I'm wonder, for he
eyes were like the stars. her hair like tn,
golden tassels of the ripening corn, he
cheek like the wild rose. her step lik,
that Of the doe when it flies, her voic
the song of the bird, her laugh the rip