Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1903-10-03
nigh the tavern and stop on the out

ment than II would have stirred had
any other young maid In New Salem
been the sufferer. 1t was talked about
a fortnight with zest and much repe-
tition. BY the end of month 1t was
still good material, when women took
their knitting and visited one another
OF afternoons. But by muster day
other slow happenings had covered it
IL Sally knew more about 1t than
any one else. she kept the secret. The
Sac brave often fixed his eyes on her
with speculation in them.
Gin my tribe" he said once to Lin
coin, "a warrior can take a tent-pole
and beat his souaw, or he can give her
plenty goods and drive her out of his
wigwam. But me marry white woman;
me have to stand her like white man."
He was at first concerned, and ques-
toned Peggy about the loss of her
wooden leg.
81 will not wear It." she repeated
stubbornly. ''It hurt, and threw IL
away"
She hoped about the street on her
crutch, which Ann Rutledge had found
by the hand-mill the night the alarm
was given, her injured leg hanging
straight beneath the deerskin gar
, ment Some change in her was no
ticed, even by her schoolmates.
who cut Peggy Shickshacl1's hair.
Viane Rutledge?' inquired Nancy
Green, when the girls sat outdoors with
their dinner reticules the first warm
/ day. The budding woods were then
alive with bees.
J Ann" responded AIMS younger sis
ter, with asperity. 1--WE have her tag
ging to our house all the time, now.
allow the Indians might as well
move in with u.s.
"Shickshack's wife doesn't visit the
| neighbors, does she?"
mo. She stays at home and heats
| water to scald the boys with"
Peggy looks nicer with her hair cut
1 straight around below the ears and
combed smooth. And I am glad she
lost her wooden leg when Satan or
something tried to carry her Off"
MY brother Red" exclaimed Mar
tina Bell Clary, told me the horse
blanket that was throwed over Peggy
Shickshack that night smelt OF brim-
stoneI"
your brother Red" retorted Nancy
Green with impotence, "gets threat
ened with birthstone so much in meet
ing that he smells 1t on everythingI"
well, how do you suppose the boat
! Antywine La Chance went down the
river in, got back to the mill by morn
F, ing. when he rode home on horse
! back?"
| "Antywine brought II back himself.
| Part Of the way he pulled the boat.
and part of the way he rode horseback.
You get such stories in the Grovei"
said Mahala Cameron.
Martha Bell wagged her head and
! looked at Peggy, sitting apart, eating
corn bread in solitude. She was glad
to be Martha Bell Clary instead of
+, Peggy Shickshack None of the girls
meant TO be cruel. They wished Peggy
well, but made her understand she was
not as other daughters of New Salem.
I'VE all thought she was queer be-
| fore we found out she was a Spaniard. :"
| said Martha Bell
You'd be queer, too" exclaimed
Nancy Green, IF you'd been born a
Spaniard and raised among the Sacs.
and dressed always like a squaw."
| But wasn't"
Peggy can talk the Sac language
| just like Shickshack," remarked Ma
hala. Let's get her do it for u.s."
| "Shickshack won't let her" objected
Ann Rutledge's sister. He wants her
10 learn English. He says she learned
10 speak English in year"
Humph!" commented another of the
group, resentfully; the master shows
Partially to Peggy Shickshack, SO he
does; but / wouldn't be her, If she is
the best reader in school,"
Inc hrst really warm noon of the
pudding year, while Peggy's school,
mates were looking at and talking
ABOUT her, Antywine stood at the open
tavern door waiting to speak to Ann
NutIedSe. Too baShful to knock. he
shlIted from one moccasin to the other
hoping that some kind saint would
send Ann TO tho door to inouire what
ne wanted. He had a parcel in his left
hand' and sometimes held it before him
ana sometimes hid it behind his back.
.0pinS MS right hand ready to uncap
hlrnseH II she appeared. There was
not anything in the woods or ON the
prairie which Antywine feared. But
Ann Rutedge represented to his mind
the power or society; and he was COM
ing TO sue that power. She entered.
singing, from an inner room. and
paused, throwing her long braids
behind her back when she saw the Can
adam at the door.
he snatched off his cap, standing
erect, narrow of hips and shoulders
and full in chest. an elegant lightness
OF make and grace of carriage setting
MIN apart from English-Americans
ana nxed his wistful blue eyes upon
her
Come in, Antywine La Chance"
NO, mann selle. l will stand here "
Did you want to see any one?"
i want to see YOU"