The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-06-07

; ing Of blazing splints OF pitch wood in the
| fiesch to make death thing to be prayed
| for. There was naught of this. and. firing
! finally of the marksnan play. the Indians
! made ready to burn US. Some ran to re-
cover the spent weapons: others made haste
/ to heap the wood in a broad circle abou,
our trees; and the chief. with three or four
| to help. renewed the deer-thone Iashings.
! Twas in the reminding that this headmar.
Il right kinglylooking savage as these bar
| harians go thrust hit Of paper into my
hand, and gave me time to glance its mes
| sage out by the light of the fire. Twas a
line from Margery. and this is what she
| said:
Dear Heart-Thoush You must needs believe my
love Is pledged to your good friend and mine.
ann prsying the good God to give Won n. iT S
grace. and me the courage TO follow you glIcE-
-.his by the hand Of TalIacharua.
For one brief instant wave of joy caught
and flung me upon its highest crest and
all these savage tormenters could do to me
became as naught. Then the true meaning
of this her brave Ave atGIe vale smote me
like spacc-tiung meteor. and the joy-wave
became an ocean of despair to enEut nc IN
Its blacklist depths. The letter was never
meant for NE: twas for Richard .Ieanifcr
who. as she would think. must knox the
story of her marriage to his friends and
must believe her love went with the giving
OF NcT EslIlu. AilU Sse named MIN Lion
Heart because he was brave. and true. and
strong, like that first English Richard of
the kingly line.
/ thrust the message back upon the bearer
of it, begging him in dumb show to give il
quickly to my companion. l knew not at
the time if he did 1t, being so crushed and
blinded by this fresh misery. But when
the Indians drew off to ring us in a chant
ing circle for the final act l would not let
the lad see my face for fear he might
fathom the heart-break in me and kro,r
the cause of II.
Twas at this crisis. when all was ready
and one had run to fetch the fire tina; r
heard a smothered oath from Dick and saw
the Indian who was coming up to fir. th,
wood heaps drop his brand and tread M
on It.
"Ecod" said a voice courtier-llke and
smoothly modulated. ..',Tis rnnst 1o,.;I;st
lucky 1 came. Captain Ireton Another mo-
ment and they would have griIIed Won in
the Kings uniform-a rank treason. to saw
naught of poor Jack Warden left without
a clout to cover him"
1t needed not the glance aside tn narnc
mine enemy. But would not pleasure him
with an answer. Neither would Richard
Jennifer He stood silent for a little space
smiling and nursing his chin in one hand
as his habit was. Then he spoke again.
Il came to bid you God-speed gentlemen
You tumbled bravely into my little tran. r
made no doubt you'd follow where the lady
led. and SO you did. But you'll turn back
from this. do assure you. If there be any
virtue in an Indian barbecue"
At this Richard could hold in no longer.
Curse your ne sritted. DO Won mean
that you kidnapped Mistress Stair to draw
us out of hiding?'
Truly" said this arch-fied. smiling again.
Most unluckily for you. you both stood in
my way-you see am speaking OF it now
as thing past-and 1 CHANGED upon this
thought of killing two birds with the one
stone; nay. three. l should say. If YOU
count the lady in
Have done.' choked Richard, in a voice
thick with impotent rage. Give place. Won
hound. and let your savages to their work.
AT your pleasure. Mr.. Jennifer 1 have
no fancy for funeral baked meats, hot or