The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-05-24

Aneeb shook his head. Il bought her Of
! Wyandots. She is my daughter now
Again a pause. od-adootion was a sa-
cred ceremony, supposed to render its object
q true Indian. Frank suddenly, felt doubt
You will marry her in your trDbe?" he
! asked after a. moment. So
when she wishes
"By blood adoption?" rsG
E 1.-THE Panther was just here IL.
The chiefs face darkened. e''He is persist
ent.1 But will never give her to "a Chip
pewa.'
>"Ay, and Francis nodded. .They killed
your brother
Aneet said nothing. The old man spoke,
his voice quavering with emotion. my
younger son. We have had blood gifts, but
tits not forgotten ,r z,s
Silence again. While the pipe passed Frank
waited for memories to be stilled 1.-The white
man, he said at length, "has always been
your friend. Aneeb, will you marry her to
a white mann r.
~"To a voyageur?' asked Aneeb ITO a
trader: To "a follower of the Campo His
voice swelled with contempt.
-"There are good whites.'' said the young
Imam, steadily You know one
81 know one said Aneeb. He nodded tt
his visitor and Muk-kwah; quick-smilng
lbeamed approval. They apprehended no re-
/, Equest. Frank paused an instant, then
made it,
+ ''Aneeb, then give her to me. =
/ The chief looked at him in surprise "You
will marry herr? .1-..E . "
t:No. will take her to her home.
/ Aneeb smiled "She is in her hcme.' He
seemed to dismiss the subject.
One more experienced would have stopped
Ethere Frank himself was for moment
Echecked, but he persisted. Then let me buy
Iher''
Il ohi of Loo OF hir,, That will var
give?" he asked.
1t was far from an eager question. The
INDIANS face was calm, even Indifferent 81
will give furs, y said Frank, and waited fol
la comment.
Il have furs, said Aneeb Muk-kwat
showed no interest Frank bid higher. -;
81 will give roll of CLOTH he said, ''ant
two good blankets"
mo more?' asked Aneer with scorntul lip
while the old mali smiled. Frank was spurred
Land turned in his mind to those articles
+ which the Indian most would love-, 3, -
|. L 81 have small key of powder. he said
+ ..You shall have it. Il will give you my bes
sun. Also two axes and two knives" Muk
kwah turned and looked at him, and a chang'
came on the face of Anesb himself. Foul
steel traps, went on Frank, 1.-The best thu
iwnite men make. And second roll o
CLOTH tle.
|. Yet Aneeb was not moved from his calm
will you give gold? p
y Frank hesitated but only for moment
He reached within his blouse. fumbled. ant
drew a belt from around his body. H
dropped it at the feet Of Aneeb. and it fel
heavily. Here is gold" he said ?
.Muk- hwah raised his hands in surprise, ant
Aneeb for one moment looked at Frank as
2 tonished The young man thought he. hat
Succeeded But then the chief spoke witt
e quiet irony. Now L see how the white mar
t desires the girl But shall sell my daugh
S terri He made no further comment; hi!
t dignity drove home the rebuke. 49,.
Frank took up the gold. They sat again II
4 silence: for minutes the three did not move
The pipe went out: the woman and the DO,
r had ceased to work, and were waiting. IN!
h strength Of custom land character loomed II
l Franks view to great proportions lndlal
stolidity seemed uncomfortable; the, cas-
looked hopeless. Only, in the darkest corne
al of the hut he knew that the white CIR
g croucned, waiting GREATNESS:
+ At length he turned to the man at his side
I ano studied the face of bronze The India1
sat expressionless. "Aneeb,' said Frank
'you are a father ..'@]
. The chief gave assent
"a father should make his children happy
). Is the girl happy?
"She is content .-.s -
t Aneeb shut his lips.
.sIf YOUR daughter had been separated from
VOL. could. she have been happy? Would sh'
o no. wish and long for nothing but you?' r.
n Still Aneeb said nothing.
s..You know it, said Francis warmly. III
vour heart YOU know it, She would call yol
q at night She would whisper to you in tn
{, day Is it not So? Yet your daughter died
She is saved to vou She waits you IN tn
: spirit land. OF that you are sure. There
d fore" said Frank. "of her YOU are at ease
it Yet think If she were prisoner to the whit
| o,,1J
s Nv: could you rest till you saw her again
s You could no!
D Still silence The old man was attentive
but Anceb's face had hardened.
e "Aneeb,,' said the young man. Il am no
e the first that has come to you begging for thi
e girl But come not for myself Not as tn
Panther. to make her ny slave. come
4 thinking OF her father. He mourns, Aneeb
+ He knows she wishes him. He calls to God
Give her back!' If the white man had you
daughter, you could not rest. Will you keel
u his child from him." n
Aneeb turned and looked at Frank: searches
his face as il for motives. Frank ceased
e and suffered the examination: Long the.
|! looked at one another ~
i The young mans glance was firm !
e pierced the Indians look. and saw emotion
J. stirring tehind the mask. .,'1n my face b
d said at last, proudly, "you find no guile. NJ
j brother, will you keep; the maiden "eePln
in YOUR lodge? sreak!
: Aneeb struggled His eye avoided Frank
+ and sought the ground Then he glanced fur
. tiyely at the girl. She had crept closer.
Aneeb looked at her she broke across the hut
s. fell at his feet and clasoed his knees-th
s,j,n1iant,s position in all ages. Aneeh
Anceb! lie! me go!'
q The chief covered his head with his blanket
- Again for long time there was silence in tn
lie hut
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"a s.sBY THE WHITE MANS GODn'
70 Atslength the blanket fell from the head G
N tha chief Aneeb looked into the face Of hi
Ie visitor. He cast no glance at the girl a
ID Ihis feet: vet he laid his hand on her shoulder
Kit. as II to comfort her. Frank, meeting hi
re eve saw no trace Of emotion-nothing bu
le high resolve
Id sshe shall co. said Aneeb.
K, Frank bowed his head at the generous wore
&c at the tragic sound of the voice The oil
n man sat still, the boy by the door stoo
IN like 5 statue But the old woman. knee.in
,e where she had been at work, dropped ne
lie fare in her far DIS, and began to rock to an
fro.
se .she shall &c, repeated Aneeb. The gil
"a seized his hand to caress it; but he made n
a sipn not even at the touch OF her war;
y +aors He looked steadily at Frank ..Ye
4 Enot with YOU alone Detroit is far, and tn
81 llakes3s bad in autumn. Your canoe is small
d. Ton land the way is through the country (
as the Chippewa She must travel in the boat (
ar the white soldiers. You shall guide then
81 lest they again be foolishly wrecked. An
AZ 81 their captain must promise to carry her safe
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