Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-08-14
why can't the

the major. impatiently. why can't the
girl be Quiet?'
why did you bring him here. then7'
was the weary answer. Il cannot control
Elise. They have treated her most cruelty"
There are things you cannot explain
and that she must" said he. and then, to
change the subject, stretched forth his
hand to take again the picture. She drew
it back one moment then. remembering
surrendered 1t.
You saw this inst. Louis, I supposef"
said he, awkwardly. He never could bear
to refer to those days-the days before he
had come into her life.
mot that perhaps, but the photograph
from which 1t was probably painted She
was his only sister. He was educating her
in the east" And again her thoughts were
drifting back to those st. Louis days when
but for the girl sister he so loved she and
Neil Blalkely had been well-nigh insepara-
BILE. Some one had said then, she remem-
bered, that she was Jealous even of that
love.
And now again her husband was gazing
hxedly at the portrait. q Hight coming into
his lined and anxious face. Blakely had
always carried this miniature with him. for
he now remembered that the agent, DAILY
had spoken of it. Matte and others might
well have seen 1t at the reservation. The
agents wife had often seen it and had
spoken of his sorrow for the sister he had
lost. The picture, she said stood often on
his little camp table. Every Indian who
SuICAoO AlS lcut hu0W IL anu saw T.. my,
surely; Matte, too. unused the major, and
then aloud:
81 can see now. what we have all been
puzzling over Angela Wren might well
have looked like ttis-four years ago."
There is not the faintest resemblance"
said Clarice, promptly rising and quitting
the room. - 81
It developed with another day that Mrs.
Plume had no desire to see Miss Wren. the.
younger. She expressed none, indeed,
when policy and the manners of good So
ciety really required it. Miss Janet had
come In with Mrs. Graham and Mrs. San
ders to call upon the wife Of the command
ing officer and say what words of welcome
were possible as appropriate to her return.
"And Angela" said Janet, for reasons Of
her own. will be coming later" There
was no response, nor was there to the next
tentative. The ladies thought Mrs. Plume
should join forces with them and take Nat
zie out Of the single cell she occupied. Can
she not be locked at the hospital. under the
eye Of the matron. with double sentries? 1t
Is hard to think of her barred in that hid
eous place with Apache prisoners and rude
men all about her." But again was Mrs
Plume unresponsive. She would say no
word of interest in either Angela or Natzle
At the moment when her husband was in
melting mood and when hint from her
lips would have secured the partial release
of the Indian GIRL the hint was withheld. 1t
would have been better for her. for her hus-
band. for more than one brave lad on
guard. had the majors wife seen At 10
speak, but she would not
So that evening brought release that, in
itself, brought much relief to the command
ing officer and the friends who still stood
by him.
prisoner behind the bars. and no one of
those we know had seen her face. At tat
too the drums and flies began. their sweet,
old-fashioned soldier tunes. The guard
turned out; the officer OF the day buckled
his belt with sigh and started forth to
inspect. just as the foremost soldiers APP