The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-02-17

that prison room, four of their
number destined to exile in the
distant East-to years, perhaps,
within the classmates of a seaboard
fort-the last place on earth for a
son of the warlike Sioux.
"They know their fate, I under
stand" said Blake, as the general
moved on again.
"Oh, yes. Their agent and others
have been here with Indian Bureau
orders, permitting them to see and
talk with the prisoners. Their
shacllles are to lie riveted on to-
night. Nearly time now. isn't it?"
"At tattoo, sir. The whole guard
forms then, and the four are to be
moved into the main room for the
purpose. I am glad this is the last
of it,
Eyes, We'll start them with Flint
at dawn in the morning. He'll be
more than glad to get away, too. He
hasn't been over lucky here, either"
A strange domestic-(the Nc
Grath having been given warning
and removed to Sudsville) showed
them into the traders roomy parlor,
the largest and most pretentious at
the post. Hay had lavished money
on his home and loved it and the
woman who had so adorned it. She
came in almost instantly to greet
them, looking piteously into the
kindly bearded face of the general,
and civilly, yet absently, welcoming
the others. She did not seem to
realize that Field, who had stood in
silence by the side of Capt. Blake, had
been away. She had no thought, ap-
parently, for any one but the chief
himself,-he who held the destinies
of her dear ones in the hollow of his
hand. His first question was for
Fawn Eyes, the little Ogallala maiden
whose history he seemed to know.
"She is well and trying to be content
with me-" was the reply. "She has
been helping poor Nanette. She does
not seem to understand or realize
what is coming to him. Have they
-ironed him-yet?"
| 81 believe not" said the general.
''But it has to be done tonight.
They start SO early in the morning"
"And you won't let her see him,
general. No good can come from it.
She declares she will go to him in
the morning, if you prohibit it to-
night and the richly jeweled hands
of the unhappy woman were clasped
almost in supplication.
by morning he will be beyond her
ha eto ,.fc
"And-these gentlemen here" She
looked nervously, appealingly about
her. "Niust they-all know?"
"These and the inspector general.
He will be here in a moment. But,
indeed, Mrs. Hay, it is all known,
practically" said the general, with
sympathy and sorrow in his tone.
Not all-not all, general! Even
don't know all = She herself
has said so. Hush! She's coming
She was there! They had listened
for swish of skirts or fall of slender
feet upon the stairway, but there
had not been sound. They saw the
| reason as she halted at the entrance,
lifting with one little hand the costly
Navajo blanket that hung as por-
there. In harmony with the glossy
folds of richly dyed wool, she was
habited in Indian garb from head to
foot. In two black, lustrous braids
twisted with feather and quill and
ribbon, her wealth of hair hung
over her shoulders down the front
of her slender form. A robe of dark
blue stuff, rich with broidery OF
colored bead and bright hued
plumage, hung, close clinging, and
her feet were shod in soft moccasins,
also deftly worked with bead and
quill. But it was her face that
chained the gaze of all, and that
drew from the pallid lips of Lieut..
Field a gasp of mingled CONSERVATION
and amaze. Without vestige of
color; with black circles under her
1 glittering eyes; with lines of suffer
ing around the rigid mouth and with
that strange pinched look about the
nostrils that tells of anguish, bodily
and mental, Nanette stood at the
doorway, looking straight at the
chief. She had no eyes for lesser
lights. All her thought, apparently,
was for him-for him whose power
it was, in spite of vehement oppo-
sition, to deal as he saw fit with the
prisoner in his hands. Appeal on
part of Friends Societies, Peace and
Indian Associations had failed. The
President had referred the matter in
its entirety to the general command
ing the field, and the general had
| decided. One moment she studied
his face, then came slowly forward.
| No hand extended. No sign of
neutrality-suspicious. less of
homage. Ignoring all others present,
she addressed herself solely to him.
rs it true you have ordered him in
irons and to Fort Rochambeau?"
she demanded.
| ct is"
Simply because he took part with
his people when your soldiers made
war on them?" she asked, her pale
lips quivering.
You well know how much else
there was" answered the general,
simply. "And L have told you he de-
serves no pity-of yours