Evening times-Republican., 1903-11-10

faction, and pointed Mt Hamilton.
"Indinn brave; white man coward, y
he said. scowling scornfully Long
Hair tell truth; white man lie!"
Hamilton's countenance did not
change its calm. cold expression. Long
Hair gazed at him fi1edly for long
moment. his eyes flashing most concen-
trated hate and contempt. Then he
tore the scalp from his belt and flung
1t with great force straight toward the
captive governors face. 1t fell short,
but the look that went with 1t did not,
and Hamilton reooiled.
At that moment Alice arrived. Her
coming was just in time to interrupt
Clark. who had turned to the waiting
platoon with the order Of death on his
lips She made no noise, save the fut-
tering of her skirts and her loud and
rapid painting on account Of her long,
hard run. She sprang before Long
Hair and faced the platoon.
"You cannot. you shall not kill this
man" she cried in a voice loaded with
excitement. Put away those guns!''
Woman never looked more thrillingly
beautiful to man than she did just
then to all those rough, stern back
woodsmen. During her flight her hair
had fallen down. and 1t glimmered like
soft sunlight around her face. Some
thing compelling flashed out Of her
eyes. an expression between trlum-
phant smile and n ray Of irresistible
beseechmcnt. 1t took Colonel Clark's
breath wi&n he turned and saw her
standing there and heard her words.
'"rhis man saved Lieutenant Bever.
'ey's life she presently added. getting
better contrvl Of her voice and sending
into it thrilling timbre. You shall
not harm him; you must not do it!'
Beverley was astounded when he
saw her, the thing was so unexpected,
so daring and done with such high, Inn
perious force Still it was but real
ization Of what he had imagined she
would be upon occasion. He stood gaz-
ing at her, as did ali the rest, while she
faced Clark and the platoon Of rife
men. To hear his own name pass her
Quivering lips in that tone and in that
connection seemed to him consecra-
ton.
Would you be more savage than
your Indian prisoner" she went on;
LESS grateful than he for life saved?
did him small-a very small-serv-
Ice once, and in memory Of that. he
saved Lieutenant Beverley's life, be-
cause-because" faltered for sin
gle breath. then added clearly and with
magnetic sweetness-"because Lieuten-
ant Beverley loved me and because
loved him. This Indian Long Hair
showed a gratitude that could over
come his strongest passion. You white
men should be ashamed to fall below
his standard"
Her words went home. 1t was as il
the beauty Of her face, the magnetism
of her lissome and symmetrical form,
the sweet fire of her eyes and the pas
sionate appeal of her voice gave what
she said new and irresistible force Of
truth. When she spoke of Beverley's
love for her and declared her love for
him there was not u manly heart In all
the garrison that did not suddenly beat
quicker and feel strange, sweet watt
Of tenderness. A mother somewhere, a
wife, daughter, sister. sweetheart.
called through that voice Of absolute
womanhood.
Beverley, what can doY muttered
Clark, his bronze face as pale as 1t
could possibly become.
DOR Numbered Beverley. "Do! You
cannot murder that man. Hamilton is
the man you should shootl He offered
large rewards, he innamed the passions
and fed the love Of rum and the cupidi
ty of the poor wild men like the one
standing yonder. Yet you take him
prisoner and treat him with distin-
guished consideration. Hamilton offer
ed large sum for me taken alive, a
smaller one for my scalp. Long Hair
saved me. You let Hamilton stand
yonder in perfect safety while you
shoot the Indian Shame on you, Colo
mel CLARK! Shame on You II you do it
Alice stood looking at the stalwart
commander while Beverley was pour
ing forth his torrent Of scathing refer
ence to Hamilton, and she quickly saw
that Clark was moved. The moment
was ripe for the finishing stroke. They
say 1t is genius that avails Itself OF OPP |
portunity. Beverley knew the fight
was won when he saw what followed
Alice suddenly left Long Hair and run
to Colonel Clark. who felt her warm
strong arms loop around him for a sin
gle point Of time never to be effaced
from his memory; then he saw her
kneeling at his feet, her hands up
stretched, her face a glorious prayer,
while she pleaded the Indians cause /
and won 1t.
Doubtless, while we all rather feel
that Clark was weak to be thus sway
I'd by q. girl, we cannot quite blame
him Alice's flag was over him. He
had heard her history from Beverley's
cunning lips. He actually believed that
Hamilton was the real culprit, and be
sides he felt not little nauseated with
axecuting Indians. A good excuse to
nave an end of 1t all did not go beg
ging.
But Long Hair was barely gone owe
The horizon from the fort. as free and
as villaiho,is savage. as ever trod the
earth, when discoysry made by oncl
Jazon caused Clark 10 hate himself fol
what he hsd done.
The old scout picked mp the scali
which INnr Hair haA Aay1Arsaf HaAnil |