Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-10-16
.AZARRE-
BY MARY HARTWELL cATHERwooD.
copyrighted 1sO1 by the Bowen-M errin 90.

myself resolved to knock the little doctor
down If he came near me with knife
I'm the absence of Count de Chaumont,
Thomas" he proceeded, at may direct you
to go and knock on the cooks door, and
ask for something to eat before you 60
home
II stay here" responded my father
There is not the slightest need of any
bodys watching beside the lad tonight.
was about to retire when you were per-
mitted to enter. He is sleeping like an
infant"
HE belongs to me-" the chief said.
Doctor Chantry jumped at the chief In
rage.
For Gods sake, shut up and go about
your business!"
1t was like one of the little dogs in our
camp swapping at the patriarch of them
all, and recoiling from a growl. My faith
er's hand was on his hunting knife; but
he grunted and said nothing. Doctor
Chantry himself withdrew from the room
and left the Indian in possession. Weak
as I was 1 felt my insides quake with
laughter. My very first observation of
the whimsical being tickled me with a
kind of foreknowledge of all his weak
fretfulness.
My father sat down on the floor at the
foot of my couch, where the wax light
threw his shadow, exaggerating its un-
moving pronle. / noticed one of the
chairs he disdained as useless; though
when eating or drinking with white men
he sat at table with them. The chair
saw was one that I family recognized as
furniture of some previous experience,
slim legged. gracefully curved and bro
caded. Brocaded was the word. 1 stu
died it until fell asleep.
The sun, shining through the protected
it,
door. showed my father sitting in the
same position when 1 woke, and Shene-
donk al my side. I liked the educated
Iroquois. He was about ten years my
senior. He had been taken TO France
when a stripping and was much bound
to the whites, though living with his
own tribe. Shenedonk had the mildest
brown eyes 1 ever saw outside a deer s
head. He was a bald Indian with one
small scalp lock. But the just and per-
feet dome to which his close lying ears
were attached needed no hair to adorn it.
You felt glad that nothing shaded the
benevolence of his all-over forehead. BY
contrast he emphasized the sullenness
of my father; yet when occasion had
pressed there never was a reader hand
than Skenedonk's to kill
/ tossed the cover back to spring out
of bed with a whoop. But a woman in a
her heels and a dress short enough to
show her shoes. stepped into the room
and made a courtesy. Her face fell easily
into creases when she talked. and gave
you the feeling that II was too soft of
flesh Indeed, her eyes were cushioned
all around. She spoke and Skenedonl
answered her in French The meaning of
every word broke through my mind as
fire breaks through paper.
Madame de Terrier sent me to inquire
how the young gentleman is"
Skenedonk lessened the rims around his
eyes. My father grunted.
Did Madame de Terrier say the young
gentleman Skenedonk inquired
II was told to inquire. 1 am her SER
want Ernestine," said the woman, her face
creased with the anxiety of responding to
questions.
"Tell Madame de Terrier that the young
gentleman is much better, and will go
home to the lodges today"
"She said / was to wait upon him, and
give him his breakfast under the doc
tors direction"
SAY with thanks to Madame de Terrier
that / wait upon him."
Ernestine again courtesied and made
way for Doctor Chantry. He came in quite
good natured, and greeted all of u.s. his