The record-union., 1897-11-28

You fix dress for me?, she said
glancing admiringly at the roses and
green leaves which dotted the goods.
adding, in a seductive tone s.You
makum nice Nanny, when the occa-
sion required, was q terrible fiatterer.
Well. you see replied the little
lady. II can't do it this week To-
morrow We are going off on a canning
trip and will be gone for a couple OF
weeks"
Where you go?"
Going to Trinidad, and maybe to
the lagoons''
Whenever Nanny was in trouble or
needed assistance of any kind she al
ways came to Mrs. Charlie" calling
that lady by her husbands first name.
When her boy was yet a little papoos.,.
1t was the sympathetic Mrs. Charlie who
presented her with a bottle and ex-
planned to the squaw its mechanism ana
use. When she felt sick, she invariably
went to the drug store, told them her
symptoms and, when they gave her Il
bottle of something, she immediately
sought out Mrs Charlie, who directed
her how to use the various concoctions.
When Kaitah gambled away everything
ne possessed. not excepting the blanket
which protected him from the incle-
hent weather. she knew she could al
ways depend upon a liberal subscription
from Mrs. Charlie TO refund the same.
IN winter. when she was cold she would
often droO in on different pretexts and
ask in whining tone, You got Htta
tea Nanny hip cold,' and Mrs. Charlie,
,@ftx -
plying Gods wild children. would make
some for her. And if. as in the present
case, she needed a new wrapper. Mrs.
Charlie was the only one who could run
IL OIL on the machine to suit her tickle
taste.
Mrs. Charlie in return was rewarded.
She managed TO extract more work from
squaw would do in a day.
While they We're talking, her bene-
factors young son, a lad of about ten
summers, who was to accompany them
on their vacation. came into the kitchen.
1 can't find any fishhooks anywhere
he said, Detulantly.
Have YOU looked in the game bag?"
she answered.
Yes. l can't find any there But I'll
look again." Pulling the bag from a peg
on the wall, he dumped the contents on
table near the window, and rummaged
among the miscellaneous contents.
Nanny's eyes followed his motions and
presently she almost jumped out of her
seat. Could her eyes have deceived her?
Fut she hid her feelings by STOPPING over
and slapping the fingers of her boy. who
was soiling her apron with his dirty little
hands.
"Confound it," the youth added.
there's none here" throwing a lead
sinker heavily upon the table.
Mrs. Charles life was bound up in
that boy, and spoiled as he was, being
an only child. she humored him
Come into the dining-room, dear.
perhaps, can find some there
No sooner were they out of the room
than Nanny grabbed something off the
table and hid it in her bosom.
When they re-entered the room, she
prepared to go, but Mrs. Charlie bade
her wait. while she gave the dusky-
skinned youngster peach.
Now 1 can't find pas knife called
her boy. Il thought 1 had it here a
minute ago."
Which knife?" his mother asked as
she walked to the door with Nanny.
why pas Indian knife. He'll give
me fits if l don't find it. He saws he
wouldn't part with it for anything
Don't talk all niSht to heri"
All of which Nanny heard as she
stepped out of the door.
About a week later Nanny was seated
among a number of other scuaws on
the Hoopa reservation. when Kaitah
came slouching up to her.
She looked up at him and inquired
tersely:
"Didst do it?"
Yes he answered equally brief.
And the woman and child-didst
spare them?''
For thy sake, but l was sorely
tempted to do away with the lot"
Where were they?'
''At the head of Eel River / had no
trouble, for they slept lilxs logs
Nanny chuckled to herself. At last
one of the fiends had been discovered
and her lords death avenEed.
But what hast thou done with the
knife?" she said, as he started to walk
off.
He drew it from his pocket and threw
it at her feet-the knife which Wanatah
had used the night of that dreadful at
tack.
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