Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-01-03
In the little cemetery Of Fort Frayne, her
solemn story closed, on earth, forever.

Solemn SlOTy ClOSeu, Ol cal III, AolCNSA'
LENVOI.
Nearly two years later, with the old regi-
ment still serving along the stored Platte,
they were talking of her one moonlit even
ing at the flagstaff. The band, by this time
a fixture at Frayne, had been playing de-
lightfully. and some of the girls and young
gallants had been Waiting on the Rays
veranda. A few new faces were there. Two
faces, well known, were missing-those OIL
Esther Dade and Beverly Field. The latter
had never been the same man since the
tragic events that followed so closely on the
heels of the Lame Wolf campaign. Wounds
had slowly healed. Injuries, physical, were
well nigh forgotten; but, mentally, he had
been long sufferer. For months after the
death of Nanette, even when sufficiently
restored to be on duty, he held shrinkingly
aloof from post society. Even Webb, Blake
and Ray were powerless to pull him out OF
his despond. He seemed to feel-indeed, he
said so-that his brief ENHANCEMENT with
that strange, fascinating girl had clouded
his soldier name for all time. To these
stanch friends and advisers he frankly told
the whole story, and they, in turn, had told
it to the general. to the colonel command
ing the regiment and to those whose opin-
ions they most valued; but Field could
speak of 1t to none others. Frankly he ad-
mitted that from the moment he met the
girl he fell under the influence OF power
full fascination. Within twenty-four hours
of his return from the Laramie trip they
were riding together, and during that ride
she asked to be taken to Stabber's village,
and there had talked long Win tnat masnl-
ffcent young Sioux.
Later. Field surprised her in tears, and
then she told him pitiful tale. Eagle Wing
had been educated, she said, by her aunt
and uncle-was indeed their nephew and
her own cousin. He had been wild and had
given them much trouble, and her aunt was
In bitter distress over his waywardness. 1t
was to plead with him that she Nanette
had gone "Moreau'' had been taught min
ing and mineralogy. 1t seems, and declared
that he had located" a most promising
mine in the Black Hills. He could buy off
every claim If he had thousand dollars.
and the mine might be worth millions. Hay
pooh-pooked the story. Mrs. Hay could not
persuade him. Then 'Mcreau' became
threatening. He would join the hosties, he
swore, If his aunt would not help him. In
deed. and here Fields young face burned
with shame, Nanette told him that she I'M
derstood that he, Field. was an only son
who might inherit wealth in days to come,
and could draw upon his father now Ior any
reasonable sum; and, within the week of
his meeting her, he was on the point of Of
fering everything she needed, but that ne
disbelieved the Indians story. Then. one
meet her at once. She had dreadful mes
sage, she said, from 'Moreau." The fellow
had frequently been prowling about the
traders during the dark hours, and now
she was. afraid of him, yet must see him,
and see him at once, even if she had to ride
to Stabber's camp. Fields eyes were blind
ed and he went. Hays horses were ready
beyond the corral, and she rode astride on
ore of Hays own saddles. They found
'Moreau'' awaiting them at the ford, and
there was a scene Field could not under
stand, for they spoke in the Sioux language.
That night 1t was that, all In tears at the
Indians obstinacy she owned that he was
her own brother, not merely cousin, and
together they had all gone, back toward
Frayne "Moreau'' was to wait on the flats
until she could return to the house. She
had been striving to get him to make GER
tain promises, she said, contingent on her
giving him something from her own means.
Field said he demonstrated with her to the
utmost but she told him no woman with
So3x blood in her veins ever deserted a
brother-or lover And so she had returned
with packet, presumably of money. and
there they found the Indian clinched with
Kennedy Kennedy was rescued In the nick
OF time, and pledged to silence. The Indian
rode away triumphant. Nanette climbed
back to her window, exhausted. apparently,
|~by her exertions, and Field started for his
quarters, only to find the entire garrison