The morning times., 1895-11-10
whispered to me- "she will see through

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your little ruse easy enough.
"You are going to have lots of wampum.
! brave" she continued. "Ob, lots,'' fndi-
| cal ting with her handsa hugepile. Webraoed
| up and gazed at the colonel with a pre-
tended accession OF interest.
You no like rapooses," she observed,
but um big squa ws, uin yum, and they like
| you, too" reassuringiy, ''Gnd / like you,
too. see cattle all about you. brave. Isee
| you 90 way West and speculate in cattle.
| You must speculate, and you Will 20 far
| from home. What do you know about poll
| ticsuni, braye?" she asked, with startling
| suddeDness.
''Why, nothing he replied. quickly, sur
| prised out OF himself, and with a lack of ex-
| preston which suggested the existence OF
a vacuum somewhere about his head.
How / wanted to go out in the hall and
hug myself with rapturOus tendernessi He
knew nothing about politics. Generous adj
mission. | had tried to convince him OF
that fact in many a political discussion. and
now. oil, poor brave, lie groaned aloud. He
knew | would make a verbal report OF the
affair with all my accuracy of a stenog-
rapher, skilled in supplying any omission,
due to deficient memory or stumbling PEN
Gil, from her own fertile brain. .
Here Mohawk switched off and turned
his attention TO little Miss Y, who seemed
all at once to shrink into herself. Hers
was the usual fate, according to the ora Gle;
sudden loss of riches by her family when
she was but a child, several changes OF
residence, and last but far from least
she was TO marry big, broad-shouldered
brave with blue eyes aud light hair; here
followed a minute description OF Col. jim
spin. She had seen the diamond ring and
drawn her own conclusions. But she was
mistaken and was shrewd enough to note
that fact at once and proceed TO make the
colonel suffer all the tcrtures modern
Prometheus could invent. She cut off his
legs and made all the changes possible
which would be consistent with her former
description.
My turn came at last and drew a mental
veil over my mind and tried TO look as near
like an imbecile as possible.
Il Sc you, sqUa W. she began, away up
above everybody. That is your place,
squaw, but something drags you down.
What is it? Is 1t you familiment, or is
that you got no wampum?''
Il guess it is because no got any wam-
punl, l replied, with a feeble attempt
at Mohawk
You had lots Of wampum once she
continued. Then she glanced at my we'd
ding ring. But your brave am gone.
see his spirit come and fill your lap
with flowers. Poor suuaw, ali alone"
This in sad, plaintive tone.
/ assumed an expression of stony calm
and tried to look sad and forlom, but it
was too much OF an undertaking. | e1-
ploded in a most unbecOming giggIe quite
Incompatible with my somber gown and
bonnet and sad state of bereavement
Old Mohawk was on the alert at once.
Keen eyes glanced from one to the other.
The medium fell to counting on her fingers
again.
But you no like you brave" she remarked
tentatively. No answer. Are you sure
he dead?" she asked Her brow was
wrinkled in perpleXed frown-
No" she finally concluded. "he no
dead; he far away. He a bad brave, but
you get another brave. / see two braves,
u dark-eyed. dark-haired brave and a big,
broad-shouldered, blue-eyed brave, with
light hair quarrel about you. / hear a
great yOw-yow, but you will marry the
biue-eyed brave. He will build big
wig for you and in four moons you
will marry him and will always be happy"
/ went to bed that night at s O'Clock
in the hope that old Sol would take the
hint and get up a little earlier than usual
the next morning. for / was anxious TO
relate my exploit to the girls.
My audience was am interested one and
interspersed my story with many SYM
pathetic .'of course,'' and The idear' but
/ was not satisfied. ] wanted to assume
the attitude of refomer, Of one who had
proofs at hand to sweep way the traditions
and superstitions which becioud the human
mind. ! wanted them to argue Tor Tue ar
rant nonsense. while largued againstlt bct
no. they were as ready TO believe her
fraud as an oracle. and l know beyond
doubt that the duchess, notwithstanding
the fine air of scorn on her face as she
listened to my recital, takes second look
at every big man she meets wearing suit
of light clothes.
Jinspin came around last night and asked
me if thought could marry big, broad
Iit-ltf- -lasaf
who would one day have lots of wanpum-
II might" ] replied, "if l could find
one who had any brains and few, at
least, of the old-fashioDed virtues" And
who knows, may find them possessed
by Il short-cyed, blue-haired brave, with
a tall complexion?
or course, / do not believe in fortune
telling at ALL and l mean TO take Jinspin,
but l would Just like to wait little while
and see what the dark-eycd brave is like.