Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1900-11-26

NiAIltN. like In01Qn
ioVe' dies hard. AS boy he had some.
Times triumphed in games and sports
over the champions of the villages. Az
youth he had more than once found
FAVOR in the dark eyes that looked
coldly on %fiercer, fonder claimants
and n girl of the O~gallallas had
turned from her kith and kin and
spurned more than one red lover tn
seek the young trader when he left the
reservation to build his own nest in
the Medicine Bow, and they told a
story as pathetic as that of the favor.
ite daughter of old Sintogaliska, chief
OF the Brule Sioux, who pinned and died
nj Laramie when she heard that the
soldier she loved had come back from
the far east with a pale-faced bride
There were red men of the Ogallallas
to whom the name of Hal Folsom was n
taunt and an insult to this day, men
whom his father had vainly sought to
appease, and they were Burning Star,
the lover, and two younger braves, the
brothers of the girl they swore that
Hal had lured away.
Oou'h OF Jne Platte as it rolled past
Frayne and Laramie, those Indians
were bound by treaty not 10 go. North
OF the Platte Hal Folsom was warned
never again to venture. These were
the stories which were well known to
the parents of the girl he wooed and
won, but which probably were not full
ly explained to her. Now, even behind
the curtain of that sheltering river.
with its thanking forts, even behind the
barrier of the mountains of the Medi-
cine Bow, she often woke at night and
clutched her baby to her breast when
the yelping of the coyotes came rising
on the wind. There was no woman in
Wyoming to whom war with Red
Clouds people bore such dread posi-
bility as to Hal Folsom,s wife.
And SC when Marshall Dean came
riding in n glad June morning.
bronzel, and tanned and buoyant,
and tossed his reins to the orderly
who trotted at his heels, while the
troops dismounted and watered at the
stream, Mrs. Folsom's heart was glad.
dened by his confident and joyous
bearing. Twice, thrice he had seen
Red Cloud and all his braves, and
there was nothing, said he, to worry
about. ugly, of course they are; got
some imaginary grievance and talk
big about the warpath. Why, what
show would those fellows have with
their old squirrel rifles and gas-pipe
Springfields against our new breech-
leaders? They know it as we'll as we
do. It's all a bluff, Mrs. Folsom You
mark my words" said he, and really
the boy believed it. Frequent contact
in the field with the red warriors in
spires one with little respect for their
skill or prowess until that contact
becomes hostile, then it's time to keep
every sense on guard and leave no
point uncovered.
should let them have breech-loaders?"
she anxiously asked. "You know that
is Red Clouds demand"
'Oh," said Dean, with confidence
born of inexperience in the bureau
ways, "they wouldn't be such fools. Be-
sides, if they do he added hopefully,
you'll see my troops come trotting
back full tilt. Now, Pm counting on
g good time at Emory, and on bringing
your sister and mine up here to see
you"
SIT will be just lovely" said Mrs.
Hal, with a woman's natural but IN
spoken comparison between the sim
plicity of her ranch toilet and the
probable e%legancies of the young Ia
dies eastern costumes. "Theyu find
us very primitive up here in the noun
tains. I'm afraid; but if they like
scenery and horseback riding and fish
ing, there's nothing like t."
"Oh, they're coming sure. Jessie's
letter tells me that's one of the big
treats Mr.. Folsom has promised them.
Just think, they should be along this
week, and I shall be stationed so near
them at Elnory-of all places in the
world"
"How long is it since you have seen
acknowledgements as your sister
calls her" asked Mrs. Hal, following
the train of womanly thought then
drifting through her head, as she set
before her visitor a trimming goblet
Of bu 1termilk.
1.-TWO years. She was at the Point
q day or two the summer OF grad
uatiou," he answered, carelessly. "A
real little Indian girl she was, too, SO |
dark and shy and silent, yet l heard
Prof. Ms daughter and others
speak of her later; she pleased them
so much, and Jessie thinks there's no
girl like her."
"And you haven't seen her since
not even her picture?" asked Mrs. Hal,
rising from her e~asy-chair. Just let
me show you one she sent Hal last
week. l think there's a surprise in
store for you, young man." was her
mental addition as she tripped within
doors.
The nurse girl. a half-breed, II OF
the numerous progeny of the French
trappers and explorers who had mar
ried among the Sioux, vas hushing
the burly little son and heir to sleep
in his Indian cradle, grooming some
song about the f~ireflies and Heecha, |
the big-eyed owl, and the mother
stopped to press her lips upon the
rounded cheek and to flick away 4
tear-drop, for Hal second had roared
Justify when ordered to his monday
nap. Away to the northward the
heavily wooded heights seemed tipped
by fleecy, summer clouds. and off 70
the northeast Laramie Peak thrust