The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1906-07-05
CHAPTER XIY-lContinnedl


Turn my face 10 IL once morer' h
whispered; and as they raised him. h
Inclined his ear to listen. Its cain
enough here. God bless it," he said: ''bu
can hear the waves a-breaking hars
upon the barr
As Frere relieved Mrs. vickers from
the weight of the corpse. Sylvia rar
TO her mother. "0h. mamma, mammal
she cried. why did God let him die
when We wanted him so muehY'
Before II grew dark. Frere made shift
10 carry the body TO the shelter of some
rocks at little distance. and. spread
ing the jacket over the face. he piled
stones upon il to keep il steady. The
march OF events had been so rapid that
he scarcely realized that since the pre-
vious evening two Of the FIVE human erea-
lures left in this wilderness had escaped
from It. As he did realize il. he began
TO wonder whose turn II would be next.
The following day passed gloomily. II
was hot and sultry, and dull haze
hung over the mountains. Frere spent
the morning in scooping a grave In the
sand. in which 10 inter poor Bates.
Practically awake TO his own necessities.
he removed such portions Of clothing
from the body as would be useful to him,
but hid them under a stone. not liking
to let Mrs Yickers see what he had
done. Having completed the grave by
midday. he placed the corpse therein.
and rolled as many stones as possible to
the sides of the mound In the after
noon he cast the fishing line from the
point of rock he had marked the day
before, but caught nothing Passing by
Il. ~. o as
Mrs Vickers had placed at the head |
of II rude cross, formed by tying two |
pieces OF stick together After supper /
the usual salt meat and damper-he
tried to talk TO Sylvia -Why won't /
you be friends with me. missyT he
asked.
brighten me- You are not kind / don't
mean that you do cruel things. but you
are Oh. wish papa was here"
Wishing won't bring him." says
Frere-
4Therel That's what 1 meanl Is
hat kinds Wishing won't bring him.
Oh, if il only would.''
Il didn't mean ii unkindly," says
Frere- What strange child you srer
There are persons" says Sylvia.
who have no affinity for each other.
read about it In a book papa had. and |
suppose that's what it is. 1 have no ,
finity for you l can't help il. can II" 5
Rubbish" Frere returned Come :
ere. and I'll tell you a story" Ii
Mrs Yickers had gone back to her
ave, and the two were alone by the '
re, near which stood the kettle and the
ewiy made damper. The child. with :
'me show of hesitation, came to him !
nd he caught and placed her on his !,
nee The moon had not yet risen. and
Ie shadows cast by the Pickering fire >,
emed weird and monstrous- The wick :
wish to brighten this helpless crea- :,
re came to Maurice Frere =
There was once" said he, "a castle
an old wood, and in this castle there =,
red an ogre, with great google eyes" 3,
You silly manr' said Sylvia. strue- -
ing to be free You are trying TO
Ighten me-"
And this ogre lived on the bones of re
tie girls One day a little girl YVES "
lveling the wood, and she heard the
re coming 'Hawi haw. Hawl hawr" ,h
Mr.. Frere, let me down. n,
She was terribly frightened. and she ~
q, and ran, and ran, until all of a -
iden she saw
A piercing scream burst from his com II,
Mon '-0hi oh, What's thatYv she -
ed. and chung TO her prosecutor. -
On the other side of the fire stood the 80
IRE Of man. he staggered forward. | +
then, falling on his knees, stretched r.
his hands. and hoarsely articulated .
. word--Foodr' 1t was Rufus -.
ives ~
The sound of human voice broke the =
II Of terror that was on the child.
as the glow from the FIRE fell upon ~.
tattered yellow garments. she guess 80
At once the whole story Not so Man -
Frere- He saw before him a new A..
ger. new mouth to share the scanty -.
vision. and snatching a brand from -
fire. he kept the convict at bay. But {
US Dawes. glaring round with woIfsh -
! caught sight of the damper resting a.
inst the iron kettle. and made a S S1,'
Oh at it. Frere dashed the brand in ~
face STAND backy' he cried. eve ~.
. no food to sparer'
he convict uttered a savage cry. and
ng the iron CAD, plunged forward nad'
erately to attack his new enemy: ners
quick as thought, the child glided snaI
a. TO- anu 'AAa the lDdI. Dlaf- Il ..
in the hands Of the starving man. rrei
sHere. Door prisoner s.,',, an.i ruff
turning 10 Frere abe 80. -. dead
a glance so full Of horror, indigna- ~
and surprise that the man bIushed enid
threw down the brand. de,
for Rufus Dawes, the sudden ap- DER.
ion Of the golden-haired girl seemed
I'VE transformed him. Allowing the one
10 slip through his fingers. he gazed. we q
haggsrd eyes. at the retreating fig
4 the child, and as it vanished into n
darkness outside the circle Of the laugh
int. the unhappy man sank his face ca II
his blackened, horny hands, and DIN.
into tears. little
conte
CHAPTER XIV. passi'
, coarse tones of Maurice Frere ,,, ,
him. What do you wantY, he ", al