The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-03-02
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| Of the Sioux
By GEN. CHARLES KING.
Copyright, 1902, by The Hobart Company.
CHAPTER xX1v.-CoSr1NuEp.
L'ENVOI.

L'ENVOI.
Nearly two years later, with the old
regiment still serving along the sto-
ried Platte, they were talking of her
one moonlit evening at the flagstaff
The band, by this time fixture at
Frayne, had been playing delightful
ly, 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 of 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 we'll 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 We're pow
erless 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 commanding the reg
iment and to those whose opinions
they most valued; but Field could
speak of it to none others. Frankly
he admitted that from the moment
he met the girl he fell under the in
f1uence of powerful fascination
Within "a hours of his return from
the Laramie trip they were riding to.
gether, and during that ride she asked
to be taken to Stabber's village, and
there had talked long with that mag
nificent young Sioux. Later, Field
surprised her in tears, and then she
told him a 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, Ma
nette, had gone. "Moreau" had been
taught mining and mineralogy, ii
seems, and declared that he had 90
cated'' most promising mine in the
Black Hills. He could buy off every
claim if he had a thousand dollars,
and the mine might be worth millions.
Hay pooh-poohed the story. Mrs. Hay
could not persuade him. Then mo
reau'' became threatening. He would
join the hostiles, he swore, if his aunt
would not help him. Indeed, and here
Fields young face burned with
shame Nanette told him that she
under stood that he, Field, was an
only son who might inherit wealth
in days to come. and could draw upon
his father now for any reasonable
sum; and. within the week of his
meeting her, he was on the point of
offering everything she needed, but
that he disbelicved the Indians sto-
ry. Then, one night, there came a
note begging him to meet her at
once. She had a dreadful MESA gre,
she said, from "Moreau." The fel-
low had frequently been proving
about the traders during the dark
Aou4 ., anu LOW Sic 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 We're
blinded and he went. Hays horses
were ready beyond the corral, and she
rode astride on one of Hays own
saddles. They found "Moreau" await
Jig them at the ford, and there was
a scene Field could not understand
for they spoke in the Sioux language.
That night it was that. all in tears
at the Indians obduracy, she owned
that hewas her own brother, not mere
ly cousin, and together they had all
gone back toward Frayne. "Moreau''
WAS TO wait on the fats until she
could return to the house. She had
been striving to get him to make
certain promises, she said, contin-
gent on her giving him something
from her own means. Field said he
demonstrated with her to tho Mt