Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1901-07-25
Susie: a S shsteS
By Phiiip verriII MisheI.

Your father, he say SO. He say you go
with Mingo, 60 to Mingo's wigwam."
But can't go to your wigwam.
don't love you-don't you sabbee? I
don't love you"
"Mingo. he loves you. That is plen-
ty. tell you come"
"Oh, you sneaking coyote! II my
husband were here you would run like
the coward. You would never come
to the white mans wikiup."
He is not your husband, mahala.
Do you say to Mingo, the white chief
here is your husbands"
She faltered, staggered and CROPPED n
little backward.
You say 1t not" he quickly con-
tinued. 1T Is lying. No, the mahala
is not the wife at his side. She has
broken the Indians law; she has bro
ken the law of the white man. Mahala.
you belong to Mingo. tell you come. ="
He moved toward her; she recoiled
In dread. Her searching hand came
down on the table, fell on the handle
OF knife, and she grasped it sudden
ly.
Stand far away" she cried, display
ing the blade, you sneaking coyote!
You come when women are alone-you,
the great hunter! Keep away! Go!
Let in the light! Take your bad coy
ote face to the sage brush, you cow
ard!'
The savage blood OF her nature was
af1ame. The Washoe fiinched not at
all, neither did he come. He was cum
ming, more than brave. The dull,
banked fires were aglow in his eyes,
his body was bent in a menacing atti-
tude, his head thrown Indignantly for
ward. Muttering threats of vengeance
he glided backward, and she slammed
and bolted the door. Then down on
the floor she sank, to lie there breath
ing like wounded animal.
On the hill, in the sunshine, Henley
was gazing at the deep blue sky, that
showed in patch through window
in the shed above the mine. Along
the path, down below. at his back, the
squat, little barrel-shaped miner la
bored wheezingly upward.
Letter for Henley" he called at the
door, and threw in the missive and
trudged along the hill.
Not an answering sound did Henley
make. "A letter." he unused, not start
ing at all from his resting position.
Comes a. trifie late. reckon. Life
preserver to corpse-so far as the
world beyond is at all concerned" He
gazed another hour at the sky, while
the light moved slowly athwart the
earthen floor and lay at length, a bril-
liant finger, across the face of the up
turned envelope.
Turning, he saw the white and placid
invitation. His eyes began dissecting
its features. Presently the writing,
round and straight. made him move by
stages involuntarily toward the light.
Hers" he whispered.
His jaw grew square and firmly set;
his eyes grew hard and glinted like
flint. Yet he took up the letter and
bAohO ~ SPSA odAtChAys
and my illness increased to
such an extent that the doctor said |
would have to go to the warm Ber-
mudas. Every one about was quite
alarmed-they neglected you. my dear
est heart-and for many a week lay
like shadow on the pillow.
enclose a notice, the fun
niest thing. that was printed in the
Star.
Married by the Rev. Richard Wat
son. Feb. 20, Miss Agnes Coles to Fred
erick Law"
Isn't 1t odd?-the oldest thing! OF
course it ought to be Kolles; but such
a laugh they have had on, me, and on
Agnes too. But bless her heart, she
doesn't mind; she's got her Fred at
last, and they are very happy"
His senses were swimming crafty
the world was whirring wildly in space
he tottered in his walk.
Out he went, clutching his letter-out
to the light-out and away up the hill,
striding like an engine breasting the
breeze. fronting the steep ascent, pant
ing and straining to reach that upper
isolation.
Frank, oh. Frank" cried Susie
when he came. "Mingo, the Indian"
Be brushed her by. He looked at
her blankly; his ears failed to focus
the sounds Of her voice; he merely
comprehended that something was Ut
tered.
mo, no." he answered, mo, not now
I'm dizzy-rattled."
She stood with eyes wide open and
startled-dumbly appealing. But
Mingo," she said, "Mingo. the Indian,
he came to-day-and he-threatened-
threatened us"
"Mingo-Mingo! He's a coward-Fm
tired-never mind him, SUSIE"
He stretched forth his hand. She
leaped to place it on her neck. aud
kissed it wildly. He stood there truly
but himself was far away.
Pacing and pacing, he wore away the
hours in the cabin. All through III
night she watched his face with star
tied eyes. pain, doubt and yearning in
her dumb. trusting look.
In the morning he bolted to the hill
again; and she. like doe tna
not anything but one who is master,
followed him timidly far behind-fol-
lowed till he threw himself down in
the sage brush. She sank where che
was, to wait there in patience.
In the grass-broken sand he lay and
sat and lay again, thinking rapidly, in
coherently the same things over and
over. Under 1t all ran current of
echoes: Saved my life-she saved my