The Red Cloud chief., 1901-04-26
The Lost Miniature.

Ethel Bradley, abruptly-it was get
ting too dark to read-"just What 1t
looks like in Mrs. Percy's. 1t must be
a regular enchanted palace if it looks
anything like 1t does outside. Florence
Mayo was telling me-, only the last
time we went by there, that she had
beautiful things-everything almost
tapestries. paintings-some OF the OLD
masters. priceless vases, quantities OF
real lace-oh. dear! | don't know what
she hasn't got. /"
Remember what you're breaking"
and Mrs. Bradley shook her head play
fully.
Il know. and I break II every time
I 60 by that splendid old mansion.
There are two things we ought not to
have, the commandment about covet-
ing, and that old colonial residence
right here in the village, where one
has to see It every time he goes OUT
Ethel turned round in her chair and
raised the curtain.
ct wouldn't be so bad" she con-
tinued, IF we were ever Allowed to
crafty our curiosity. But It's beer
nearly two years since we moved here,
and we haven't even got what old
Auntie Hicks would call a 'face-to-face
vision Of Mrs. Percy. to say nothing
of being admitted into those spacious
colonial rooms.
Queer she never goes out among
folks! II she didn't always ride In a
closed carriage when she does take a
drive, we might see what she looks
like
IL have heard, DEAR" rejoined Mrs.
Bradley, 'it's all owing to severe be-
reavement. Mrs. Judge Yates was
speaking to me about her. not long
after we moved East-I was thinking
l tolu you. She lost In early life a
very dear relative; I'm not sure
whether it was a sister-Mrs. Yates
didn't know" and Mrs. Bradley locke
wistfully out of the window into the
gathering gloom. You know l can
sympathize with her, Ethel
Yes, mother" gently.
Then only about four years ago
think 1t was no longer than that-Mrs
Percy lost her husband and two daugh-
tiers. The BOAT in which they were
out fishing for GUNNER wac capsized
In a squall. Since that line Mrs
Percy has given up all society. She
dosen't receive, and makes no calls
that's why she's never called on u.s.
But she'd feel SO much better Il
she'd only mingle with people
'twould help her forget her trouble"
Perhaps she can't, dear. We cal
never Judge for others" and Mrs
Bradley rose to light the lamp.
When Mrs. Bradley was a girl sever
years old, she was left an orphan. Sh'
had one sister two years older, ant
no other known relative.
ITS about all we can do to live,
coufided the frontier missionary to hi
wife, the evening before the funera
Of the girls father-their mother ha'
died eight months previous-"but !
seems as though Providence means TO
us to take the little ones--there's no
body else to. l guess we'll get alonI
somehow"
Yes; God isn't willing that any o
His little ones should perish" adde'
Mrs. Jackson. r~everently.
And so twas settled. The next da
the little Holman girls began thei
new life in the homo OF the self-sac
rihcing missionaries. Here they live
until their foster parents gave u
their mission work. and returned Eas
to their early home.
You'd better 60 with u.s. urge
Mrs. Jackson.
II only for educational advantages.
argued the missionary.
But both girls had been offere
schools in the township and the on
adjoining, and they decided to sta
and teach for at least a year.
The experience will be Of value, an
besides" they added. " owe the pee
pie something for what they've don
for u.s."
Everything wont well until the b.
ginning OF the following spring. whe
} rumors of Indian uprisings becam
more and more frequent. Putting III
tie reliance In these reports, the II
habitants of La Sale and Gregor
townships took no precautions again'
a possible danger, and one night In II
early part of April. were surprised
their unprotected condition, by bant
OF savages that had revolted again
the treatment of the United stat
government.
Hardly a family escaped the awf'
massacre. Both families in which Il
Holman girls boarded were attacke
/, and all were reported killed.
But the teacher OF the La Sal
school was spending the night at q
home of one of her scholars, two mil
or more from the struggling viiiag
Discovering in time the flames OF q
burning buildings of their less fort
nate neighbors, the little family ere
away to the southwest, and were W Z
on the trail towards the goyernme
barracks at Deer Creek, before the
own home was ~pillaged and fired
Here at the fort, Mary Holman I
NAMED until her marriage to Lieute