The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1895-07-12


and cGu0ht her hand.
had right to hold herself proudly
among white people, as she did in her
own country and with her own tribe,
who had greatly admired her. Certain
~ Mrs. Townley could find no fa--ll-
with the woman as an Indian She had
taste, carried her clothes well and was
superbly fresh in appearance, though
her hair still bore very slight traces of
the grease which even the most aristo-
cratic Indians use.
But Lali would not talk. Mrs. Town
ley was anxious that the girl should be
dressed in European costume and Of
fered to lend her and rearrange dresses
Of her own, but she came in collision
with Mr. Armour's instructions. So
she had to assume merely kind and
comforting attitude. The wife had not
the slightest idea where she was going,
and even when Mackenzie, at Mrs.
Townley's oft repeated request, ex-
planned very briefly and unpicturesque-
~ she only looked incredulous or I'M
concerned. Yet the ship, its curious pas
sengers, the dining saloon, the music,
the sea and all had given her sugges-
tions of what was to come. They had
expected that at table she would be
awkward and ignorant to degree But
she had at times eaten at the traders
Y table at Fort Charles and had learned
how to use knife and fork She had
also been favorite with the traders
: wife, who had taught her many civil
liked things. Her English, though far
from abundant, was good. Those, there
fore, who We're curious and rude enough
to stare at her were probably disappoint-
ed to find that she ate like "any Chris
tom man."
"How do You think the Armours
will receive her?' said Lambert to Mrs.
Townley, Of whose Judgment ON short
acquaintance he had come to entertain a
high opinion.
Mrs. Townley had q pretty way of
putting her head to one side and speak
ing very piquantly. She had had it as
girl. She had not lost it as woman,
any more than she had lost soft little
spontaneous laugh which was one of her
unusual charms, for few women can
laugh audibly with effect. She laughed
very softly now, and her sense Of humor
supervening for the moment she said:
Really you have asked me conun-
drum. fancy see Mrs. Armour's face
when she gets the news-at the break
fast table, of course-and gives little
shrek, and says, General, oh, generalp
But it is all very shocking, you know"
she added in lower voice. 'Still 1
think they will receive her and do the
best they can for her, because, you see,
there she is married hard and fast. She
bears the Armour name and is likely to
make them all very unhappy indeed if
she determines to retaliate upon them
I for any neglect
"Yes?. But how to retaliate, Mrs
Townlev?'' Lambert had not suggest
i've mind.
"Well, for instance, suppose they
sent her away into seclusion-with
Franks consent, another serious ques-
tion-and she should take the notion to
fly her retirement and appear inoppor-
tunely at some social IuncJ1on ciU'o..~
as she is now. / fancy her blanket
would be a wet blanket in such case,
if you will pardon the little joke. "
Lambert sighed. "Poor Frank Poor
DEVIL" he said almost beneath his
breath.
"And wherefore poor Frank? Do you
think he OF the Armours of Greyhope
are the only ones at stake in this?
What about this poor girl? Just think
why he married her, if our suspicious
are right, and then imagine her feel
inRs when she wakes to the truth over
there, as some time she is sure to dor
Then Lambert began to see the mat
ter in q different light, and his SYM
pathy for Francis Armour grew less as
his pity for the girl increased. In fact,
the day before they got to Southamp-
ton he swore at Armour more than once
and was anxions concerning the recep-
ton of tthe heather wife by her white
relatives.
Had he been present at certain
eoene at Greyhope day or two before
he would have been still more anxious.
II was the custom at breakfast for Mrs.
Armour to open her husbands letters
and read them while he was engaged
with his newspaper and hand to him
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This morning Marion noticed a letter
from Frank among the pile and with
ont q word bounced upon it. She was
curious. as any woman would be, to
eee how he took Miss Sherwood's action.
Her father was deep in his paper at the
time. Her mother was reading other
letters. Marion read the first few lines
With a feeling of almost painful won.
der. the words were SO curious. cynical
and cold.
Richard sat opposite her. He also was
engaged with his paper, but CHANGING
20 Glance up saw that she was becoming
verv pale and that the letter trembled
IN her. fingers. Being a little short
sighted, he was not near enough to see
Tia handwriting. He did not speak yet.
Ho watched. Presently, seeing her grow
more excited, he touched her foot under
i 1he table. She looked up and caught his
eye. She gasped slightly. She gave
him q warning look and turned away