The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-07-01
Love. Mad for the white sauaw.

The reader will feel shivers Of appre-
hension when he comes to that point in
Ridgwell Culom's story entitled an the
Brooding Wild" IL. c. Page Il Co., Boston,.
where the brothers Ralph and Nick West
ley, ha wing partaken OF ardent drink, and
having bag OF gold to their account, hear
OF the whereabouts Of the White Squaw.
and decide to 60 in search Of her A des-
perate undertaking. if there is any trust
to be placed in the foreshadowings of a
tale. They found the White S luaw. She
was as good looking as the accounts Of her
had declared. She stood in the door Of
a dugout, .calm, serene" leaning on the
muzzle Of long rife, FUR crowned the
head, which was nobly poised The face
was marble white, set in frame OF copious
black hair.
1t might be supposed that white sqnaw
in the depths of n profound wilderness
would be moved by the appearance Of two
white men full of an obvious admiration
OF her. She might have been red squaw
for all the concern that she showed. There
was not culver of the delicate eyelids, not
a tremor of the perfect mouth" to reward
them for their trouble in coming in search
of her. She conversed with them in the
sign language. the while they regarded
her superb figure and her eyes of wondrcus
blue. She was communicative and hospit-
able il not emotional We read:
she told that she was hiii,sa, y hioh i
the Moosefoot for toue sky; and that she
was the White Squaw, the queen of her
people. She indicated that she was out
on a long trail hunting, and that she had
found herself in this valley with a snow
storm coming on. She had seen the dug
out and had sought its shelter. intend
ing to remain there until the storm had
passed She made it clear to them that a
bull moose and four COWS had entered the
valley She asked the brothers IT, when
the storm had passed, they would join
her in the hunt"
We're Venus to invite an unattached and
susceptible bachelor to tea, would he accept?
A it happened this dngout belonged to
our two brothers. 1t was theirs to afford
the hospitality. 1t was all quite beauti-
full 1.-TWO great rough men, with hearts
as simple and trusting as those Of infants,
led this stranger into their home and made
it clear that the place was hers for so long
as she chose" The Spaniard says that
his house is yours, and does not exactly
mean 1t, but our Ralph and our Nick meant
every word that they said about their
house in the sign language to the White
Souaw. We do not consider that this
was so tremendously to their credit. IT
Is our opinion that any enlightened male
soul would have presented his dugo'
to the White Squaw in exchange for her
handsome company.
The snow fell that night, and it fel! for
Eve days thereafter. II the White Squaw
in that time had turned into dragon,
our two brothers could not have got away
from her. or course, she continued in her
beauty. and to be showed up with her
was privilege amounting to delirious
Joy. The story does not say so. but we are
satisfied that the brothers cooked and
washed the dishes, One does not extend
hospitality to queen and ask her to do these
things. Alas! the housekeeping OF these
three went on for months, and the brothers
grew Jealous Of each other. Nick blurted
out his love once whom biz brother was alb
sept. 10 said to Aiuasa; .aTsep blue eyes