The Birmingham age-herald., 1903-11-01

1 pappoose, the only surviving crea'uio 0A
 that bloody fray
 The kind surgeon tenderly untasteneo !.
 from the mother, and steadying the hard board on the pommel of his saddle he
 hurried with this new burden to one whose sympathy he knew to be untallihs. Even Miss Patty was startled when
 Joe stalked in from his watch on the ram parts of Fort Humbolt and ealmly an
 nounced: Here comes your medicine
 man with pappoose for you. But Wlth- out waiting to solve this new mystery
 Miss Patty" hastened to warm some l milk and hunt fresh linen, breathing
 meanwhile gentle sigh that she nao I never had to make any tiny garments,
 stitching the while with mingled hope ana l fear. How often it seems that those sweet
 souls most overfowlng with maternal in- 1 stincts are denied the joys of maternity
 The tired doctor and his mite of pro- l testing humanity were met by this smii- l ing, helpful woman. While she was forc-
 ing warm milk through the tiny, thirsty | lips and replacing the blood-soakeo
 wrappings with clean linen, Dr. Guild
 was telling how he had found this iittle I scrap of life among the piles or deao | which filled the ravine.
 1 "Ah, Ravinal Yes, Ravna! For the
 soldiers shan't christen you as they did 1 poor Joe. How do you like your new name
 and your new freedom?" asked Miss Patty" as she tossed aside forever the
 stiff case in which Indian babies are con- l ined
 One glance had convinced Joe that this l little waif belonged to the tribe he loathed I and with compressed lips he stood watch 1 ing Miss Pattys" tender mnistrations;
 and though as time went by he relieved Miss Patty of much of the care of this new tax on her kindness, it Is doubtful II | he ever lost his innate hatred of Ravina The years at Fort Humbolt slipped rap | idly by and Dr. and Mrs. Guild had but 1 one anxiety-the growing differences be- | tween the southern states of their natlvi- | ty and the union, under whose nag Dr. l Guild was serving. They rarely spoke Of | this growing uneasiness, hoping the l breach might yet be healed; but when l they finally heard some six months after the actual occurrence that the south had | really seeded, they sadly prepared for | the long trip to Washington, where pr. | Guild would resign his commission as | United States surgeon. It was a curious l little cavalcade that wound it's way out | of Fort Humbolt amid the tears and best | wishes of every inmate; a faithful officer | going to lay down his command under | flag he stllled loved, to take his place under a new flag that beckoned to him | from his state capital in Alabama; tiny | little woman, who for his sake had braved | the wilds of the west, and now as calmly | laced the greater perils, asking only to be near him. Then there was Ravina, glow | ing with the excitement natural in a child at the beginning of long journey But Joe was quivering with emotion at | leaving that beautiful land, forever stained in his eyes with the blood of his | tribe and haunted by the specter of his vi inf nFff bafra
 came near finding vent on an unsuspecting
 Coast Diggar who sat idly fishing as this | strange little lad passed; but Dr. Guild | knocked aside Joes gun just in tme | Halting the party, Dr. Guild told Joe he | must choose then and there between him | and his own unjust retaliation. It was | we'll for Ravina that Dr. Guild used
 this. the only effective threat with the l lad whose love for his benefactor equaled | his hatred of his enemies. For Joe had several times glared at Ravina with such | concentrated rage that she had involun- | tarily thrown her arms over her head
 a gesture common with those who dread | sealping.
 | This quartette found themselves in 1 Washington only after many trials and l adventures Though Dr. Guild openly | avowed his intention of becoming a sur geon in the Confederate States army, none
 sought to detain him after he had re- | signed his commission in the United | States army. The lines were not as close- l ly drawn then as later and they passed | gradually to the south, using only the precaution to register from the last town | they left. no matter how small They | finally arrived at the center of southern | activities, and Dr. Guild, on account of | his experiences, was immediately made surgeon of General Lees army, and sec ond only in rank to the surgeon general of the c. s. A.
 Even Miss Patty could not follow her husband through the dangers and priva- tions of that heroic struggle. but Joe promised to see to the doctors safety and comfort as far as possible. and never
 was a boy more faithful to his word
 Miss Patty" with Ravina. went to Rich
 mond and there eased her anxiety by arr
 duous nursing in the hospitals. There pr.
 Giuld and Joe found them after the sur
 render and there they remained until the
 last sick. suffering solder had been dis
 charged.
 Then they turned their faces toward
 the old plantation home in Alabama. But
 Miss Patty was facing the desolation
 of her whole life-the loss of the husband
 she had so bravely followed to the ends
 o fthe earth. She could not blind her
 practiced eyes to the fact that Dr. Guild
 was suffering from something more se-
 rious than the depression natural to those
 who had endured and lost so much. The
 tenderest care was not able to restore the
 vitality so lavishly expended for the sol
 diers wounded on many battlefields and
 not long after they arrived at home this
 brave. gentle physician passed on to the
 Great Healer
 Miss Patty's grief was crushing, but
 poor Joes was almost as touching. Never
 a tear dimmed that inscrutable lads som-
 Der eye, but never cheerful word did he
 speak after his beloved benefactor was
 carried to the peaceful cemetery. Every
 night he guarded the house and during
 the day he saved Miss Patty every annoy ance possible, but about sunset he would steal away to the new made grave. Crouching under the great oak whose spreading branches waved mounrful ban ners of long grey moss in the evening breeze, Joe would sit for hours in his own stolid Indian fashion.
 One night Joe failed to return and when uneasiness drove Miss Patty" and Ravi- na forth in the early dawn, they knew exactly where to find him. There he lay dead, his brown hands clutching the fresh