The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-03-26

ct saw first the thing bebbing up and
down behind bare wave washed rock
that lifted a hoary crown close beside the
waters edge, + # A branch from
off some tree. I thought, until had
taken a, half, dozen CURIOUS steps. nearer,
and felt my heart bound as I knew it to
be boat. My first Thoughts; rfof course,
was Of hostile Indians, and I@-swept the
sandhills anxiously for any other. sign yof
human presence. *-t* I creptsforWard
Cautiously until my ,searchirg eyes: rested
[upon a white hand, dangling as if lifeIess,
FOYER the boats = gunwatr. Forgetting
everything else in the excitement Of this
discovery, :sprang Hastily forward and
.peered into the boat. y" -.......
+ 'In the forward part lay the body of
woman. curled up and resting upon the
boats bottom. .-.. .,..
=. S. *r:;-s
"'Oh, go away! :: Please go away!' she
cried, not loudly, but with stress of
| utterance that. caused me to start back
| half in terror am not afraid Of you,
but either take my soul or go away and
/ leave, me-, t"seE .t@Esse =
&c !" For whom do you mistake me?,, I
asked: my. hand closing now over hers
:" For another devil come out of the
black night to torture me afresh!' she
answered, never once moving even to my
touch.'' 4. 49, = t. -'. -
| This woman or girl is the heroine Of
the story; quite worthy the name, too.
John, having provided nourishment. for
the = almost; starved 5gir1; makes rapid
| progress in getting acquainted Until he
| exc1aims: :: -"Yet you have not told me
your name, and I Should be MOST glad
to know" s.-t = y.
1.-The girl courtesied mocking1y, as the
half inclined to laugh at my insistence.
What is a name? She asked. s'Tis
| not that for which we greatly care Now
| II am simply Mademoiselle; Antoinette-
at least, so most Of those I care for call
me, and from now on the very good friend
| of Master John Wayland.' !"
| And that is the reals'.Toinette" all the
way thru, bewilderingly wilful, and win
some. And John is. a sort of frontier
John Ridd, tho no prodigy in size 81
strength And then, to offset the frontier
| type, there is in the company Captain
de Croix,s a French soldier Of fortune
| With all the graces and all the passion
forg fine dress of the court Of a, Louis
| Then, It 90, there are brave soldiers and
fair women In the, fort and outside hid
eous red devils, and, turning :up at. OBJ
perfume times, OF Burns, who says war
mints, . like Natty Bufnpo
Mention was made Of flaws in the tell.
ing of the story. One is a certain incon.
sistency In making John appear, early in
| the story, ignorant almost of .woodcraft
such as. would have enabled him to SET
| signs of a big war party's recent passage
| along their line of march. when later he
is shown as something of an expert il
such craft Then the chair was some
what surprised at the linguistic power.
| Of the Indians around Fort Dearborn, ant
of the whites, too. And would one, UNI
der the tension and excitement of ex
Ieeuting. a night escape from an India,
camp after massacre, upon discoYerin,
the approach of Indians, be likely Il
SHOUT" to one but a few steps away
Run! TO the boat, quick! The savage
are upon us!,'? And one might nnentio,
other blemishes, but the merits Of ifh,
story far outweigh them ALL
The illustrat tons are all admirably, don,
in colors and are by Troy and Margare
1 West Kinney. b. ,3ssts5s- Il =:
Randall Parrish, the author. is nativ
LOT Illinois. His education was largely an
lquired in the schools of the state. bu
completed at the University Of Iowa. I,
that state he was also admitted to. til
bar. "A rowing spirit drew him fartf1e
7 west where. he passed several years il
Arizona and New Mexico prospectin,
lthru the mountains and meeting with nu
1 merous adventures and hardships. AT
trac ted later by newspaper work, ,Ile say
iact1vea service In various capacities 81
leading dailies in Denver, Omaha, Siou.
City and Chicago, being at one time upol
the ortorial staff of the old Chicag
Times. For some Years past he has bee,
la resident Of Chicago, Employed in spe
ctar commercial Jourha ism. . When wild
Ierness Was King" issued to-day. is hi
first novel; 4s.a. The Uneasy Chair