The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-06-12
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said he. -Mingo wants his mahala.
his wife
What do you mean?'' she cried
aghast.
"Mingos mahala is afraid like the
chipmunk." he joyously announced.
"Mingo will make her like the pool of
the water Mingo will take his wife
he has given her father his rifle and
pony. She Will go to the lodge of Min
CO.
"Mingo is locoed" (crazed), she an
swered Here is my lord. / am
his mahala This is Susies wikiup"
No" said he. growing dark with
frowning, you my wife-my squaw.
Your father, he say so. He say you go
with Mingo, go to Mingos wigwam."
But l can't go to your wigwam.
don't love you-don't you sabbee?
don't love YOU
'Mingo. he loves you. That is plen-
ty. l tell you come
'Oh, you sneaking coyote. If my
husband were here you would run ike
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 husband?"
She faltered. staggered and CROPPED a
little backward.
You say it not" he quickly con-
tinued. 1t is lying. No. the mahala
is not the wife at mis- side She has
| broken the Indians law: she has bro
ken the law of the white man Mahala.
you belong to Mingo. l tell you come"
He moved toward her; she recoiled
in dread. Her searching hand came
down on the table. fell on the handle
of a 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
ardi"
The savage blood of her nature vas
af1ame. The Washoe fiinched not az
all, neither did he come He was cum
ming, more than brave. The dull,
banked fires We're 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 a wounded animal
On the hill. in the sunshine, Henley
was gazing at the deep blue sky. that
showed in patch through a 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 trif1e late. | reckon. Life
preserOer 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
broke it open sullenly.
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 week | lay
like a shadow on the pillow.
enclose notice. the fun
niest thing. that was printed in the
Star
Married by the Rev. Richard Wat
son. Feb. 30. Miss Agnes Coles to Fred.
erick Law"
Isn't it odd?-the oldest thing, Of
course it ought to be kolles: but SUCH
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. clutchinghis letter-out
to the light-out and away up the hill.
Striding like an engine DreaSting the
breeze. fronting the steep ascent. pant
ing and strainng to reach that upper
isolation.
Frank. oh. Frank" cried Susie
when he came. 'Mingo, the Indian"
Be brushed her by. He looked at