Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1879-1907, 1903-11-26

I'VE must hu ry back. Jean" Alice
said. turning Ia depart. at will be
all we can do 10 reach the other side
In daylight I'm thinking that they'll
be out hunting for us too. II we don't
move right liv5y Come"
She gave the Indian another glance
when she had taken but a step. He
grunted and held up something in his
hand something that shone with
dull yellow light. IL was a small,
oval, gCh locket which she had al
ways worn IN her bosom. She sprang
and snatcled il from his palm.
Thanh you" she exclaimed. smiling
gratefully. II am so glad yon found
IT,"
The chain by which the locket had
hung was broken. doubtless by some
movement while dragging Long Hair
ont OF the mud. and the lid had
sprung open. exposing a miniature por-
trait of AlSe painted when she was
little child. probably not two years old.
II was sweet baby face. archly
bright. almost surrounded with fun
Of goklon hair The neck and upper
line ~ Tie plump shoulders. with a
trace Of richly delicate lace and a
string Of pearls. gave somehow a sug
gestioE NJ patrician daintiness.
Long Hair looked keenly into Alice's
eyes when she stopped 10 take the
locket from his hand. but said nothing.
She and Jean now hurried away, and,
so vigorously did they paddle their
piroguc that the sky was yet red I'm
the west when they reached home and
duly rcccivcrl their expected scolding
from Nine. Rnussillon.
Alice Scasd Jeans lips as 10 their
adventure for she had made up her
mind 10 save Long Hair n possible,
and she felt sure that the only way 20
do il would be to trust no one but
Father Beret
II turned out that Long Hairs wound
WAS neither a broken bone nor a cut
artery. The flesh OF his beg, midway
between the hip and the knee. was
pierced. The bullet had bored a. neat
hole clean through. Father Beret took
the ease in hand and with no little
surgical skill proceeded TO set the big
Indian upon his feet again The. affair
had to he cleverly managed Food,
medicines and clothing vere surrepn-
tiously borne across the river, a bed OF
grass was kept fresh under Long Hairs
back. his wound was regularly dressed
and finally his weapons-a tomahawk.
knife, a strong bow and a culver OF
arrows-which he had hidden on the
night OF his hold theft. were brought to
him
Now 20 and sin no more" said good
Father Beret. but he we'll knew that his
words were mere puffs OF articulate
wind In the ear OF the grim and silent
savage, who limped away with an air
OF stately dignity into the wilderness.
\ load fell from Aliceis mind when
Father Beret Informed her OF Long
Hairs recovery. and departure. Day
and night the dread lest some Of the
men should find out his hiding place
and Kill him had depressed and worried
her. Long Hairs imperturbable calm
ness, his stolid, immobile countenance.
the mysterious reptilian CLEAN of his
shifty black eyes and the soulless ex-
preston always lurking In them kept
fascinating hold on the girls memory.
They blended curiously with the i'm
pressions left by the romances she had !
read In NJ. Roussillon's widowed books |
Long Hair was not O young man. but |
II would have been impossible TO guess
near his age. His form and face sim !
ply showed long experience and i'm
measurable vigor Alice remembered
with a shuddering sensation the look
he gave her when she took the locke t
from his hand. II was OF but a Sec
ond's duration. yet 1t seemed TO scare
every nook OF her being with its subj Ie
power.