The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1904-03-12
ROMANCE ENDS IN TRAGEDY
Sad, True Story of the Love
of White and Indian

From the border lana, Wnere Utan,
Arizona and Nevada join, there has
come a strange, true story of love. de
votion and tragedy that might well
form the basis for a thrilling novel.
Out there, where nature and men are
crude, rough and untamed. two char
acters developed, says the Chicago
Tribune. as strong and beautiful and
true as any to be found on the pages
of romantic fiction.
The woman was Mary Darling; the
mar was George Travers. or their III
starred love and its terrible climax
the ranchmen and cowboys still speak
in whispers.
Near Kanah, Utah, on the ranch of
Oscar Powers. Mary DAZZLING was taken
when she was a little babe. A year
ago she was IL. beautiful and the most
courted girl in the little settlement In
which she lived. In Mary's veins
there flowed the blood of the first
10. DIS of the soil, though to small ex-
tent. Sc slight was the trace of In
dian ancestry hat the girl appeared
It first glance to be Caucasian. In
deed a slight trace Of Spanish blood
might have been suspected. In hair.
face and figure she had nothing in
common with the Piutes, although 1t
been of that race Since infancy she
had been one Of the Powers family,
treated as one of themselves, and In
every way regarded as a white girl.
What little education could be pro-
ed in the cattle country she had
made the most Of. Many men of the
surrounding country paid humble court
% the dark haired beauty. but she
aughed them all away
Then George Travers came into her
life; with him she learned the a
ng of love, the greatest joy, the deep
est woe; for him. finally, she laid down
Ter life.
George Travers had spent most Of
is thilty-ive years in trying to wrest
sortune from the hills of Nevada and
petence. He was big, handsome and
athletic. as rugged as the land that
gave him sustenance.
One day while she was riding On the
plains Mays pony stepped into a hole.
stumbled, threw his rider and fell on
her. George Travers, riding that way.
found the girl with a sprained ankle.
unable to move. The miner set the
ankle. picked up the slight form and
earried her on his horse to the ranch
house, fifteen miles away.
That was a year ago; the p ei'mina-
Y counting was brief. Within two
weeks Mary and the young p~rospector
had discovered that they loved each
other, and they agreed to marry. APP
Darently theirs was a happy case.
The kindly old ranchman and his
life, who had been the foster par
.nts of the girl, were anxious only for
er happiness. and the miner. with
either kith nor kin to bother about
i'm. was a free agent to marry whom
le chose. About this time Mary wrote
o Salt Lake:
II used to think I was happy, but I
id not know there was sue real joy
Il the world. Surely God has been
lind to the poor little orphan. your
hum, who was SC lonely at school.
lie has sent me a treasure I do not
deserve. though love him so much
ieorge and l are to be married. ]
I'M happy, happy, happy! 1t seems al
most like a dream. and that / will
wake up. 1t seems too good to be
rue"
Old Oscar Powers and his wife made
arrangements to give their gill" az
Elaborate a wedding as they could pro-
.ide. Invitations were sent out and all
was in readiness for the happy event.
Joyously George Travers kissed his
prospective brIde. vaulted into the sad
die and set out for the county seat to
procure a marriage license. Mary pa
tlently awaited his return, singing
happily as she performed her house
mold duties. The wedding day was set
or the third day after that.
The following night Travers retul n
ed. There was no joy in the greeting
lie gave his betrothed. Slowly, awk
.gardly. fearfully, he told her the re-
iult of his e4rand. An obstacle to the
wedding had arisen hat neither had
dreamed of.
The Indian blood. the faint trace Of
he redmen-that was the bar. The
,aw of the white nan forbade a mar
age between the races. In vain the
sturdy miner had stormed. protested,
eoaxed; the officers would not issue
4 permit for the wedding. They had
been told that Mary had Indian blood
in her veins and no matter how little
IT his there might be 1t was sufficient
to act as an insurmountable obstacle
to her marriage with a white man.
They bore the blow bravely, as best
they could. Travers declai ed hat he
would yet find a way. He went to
larson and there found hat no rem
edy awaited him. The law was spe
cifc. irreconcilable.
Some one told George Travers that
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