Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-10-04

And you. you beldam." said the Bas tard in French to the Iroquois woman. you will have lesson. this night which will teach you to side against your own people,
 | You half bred mongrel,' replied the fearless old woman. you should take that hat from your head when you speak to one in whose veins runs the best blood of the Onondagas. You a warrior-you who, with a thousand al ! your back, could not make your way into a little house with few poor | husbandmen within it. It is no won der that your fathers people have cast vou out"
 The evil face of the Bastard grew livid as he listened to the scornfu 1 words which were hissel at him by the captive He strode across to her, and taking her hand. lie thrust the fore finger into tie burning bowl of his pipe She made no effort to remove it, but sat with q perfectly set face for minute or more, looking out ] through the open door Ut the evening ECn ig'.t and the little groups of ci!2t tcr;ug Indians. He watched her keen ly in the hope of hearing q cry CT see i ,lts some spasm of agony upon h2r face, but at last, with d curse. he dashed down her hand aud strolc from the hut. She thrust her charred finger into hel' bosom and lAugl3rl.
 "IIe is a good for naugAt"' she cried. "He Goes hot even know how 10 tor turc. Now, could have get q cry out of him. I am sure of it. But you. monsieur, you are very white.'
 "It was the sight of such a hellish deed Ah if we were but set face to face, l with nay sword. he with that weapon he chose, he should pay for it with his hearts blood.'
 The Indian woman seemed surprised Tt is strange to me- she said, that you should think of what befalls me when you are yourself under the same shadow. But our fate will be as l said. You are to die at the stake She is to be given to the dog who has left us
 "Adele. Adele! What shall I do:' He tore his hair in his helplessness and distraction.
 "No, no. fear not, Amory, for my heart will not fail me. What is the pang of death if it binds us together:'
 "The younger chief pleaded for you saying that the Mitche Manitou had stricken you with madness, as could be seen by your swimming to their , canoe, and that q blight would fall upon the nation if you were led 10 tle fnI- pI1t Ib nst ipl iI th1t lal.,l came often like madness among the palefaces and that il was that alone which had driven you. Then it was agreed that you should die and that she should go to his wigwam. since l!e had led the war party. As for me. their hearts were bitter against me, and also am to die by the pine splin- ters."
 "When is it to be?' asked De Cat- nat.
 "Now; at once. They have gone te make all ready. But you have time yet, for I am to go first
 "Amory, Amory, could we not die to- gether now:' cried Adele, throwing her arms round her husband. ''lf it be Sll, It IS SultlN I Sili NiilNh " III 'S loi given us. Let us go, dear Let us leave these dreadful people and this cruel world and turn where we shall find peace.'
 The Indian woman'S eyes flashed with satisfaction. You have spoken well. White Lily" sai1 she. Why should you wait until it is their pleas ure to pluck you? See. Already tie glare of their fire beats upon the tree trunks. and you can hear the hoWlinss of those who thirst for your blood. You have said rightly White Lily. There lies the only path for you.
 "But how to take it:
 Omega glanced keenly at the two warriors who stood as sentinels at the door of the hut. They had turned away. absorbed il. the horrible prepa- rations which were going on. Then she rummaged deeply within the folds of her loose gown and pulled out small pistol with two brass barrels and double triggers ill the form of winged dragons. It was only toy to look at, all carved and scrol!ed and graven with the choicest work of the Paris gunsmith For it's beauty the seigneur had bought it at his last visit to Quebec and yet it might be useful. too. and it was loaded in both barrels.
 Il meant to use it OH myself. said she as she slipped it into the hand of De Catinat. "BHt now 1 am minded to show them that can die as an Onon- daga should die and that I am worthy to have the blood of their chiefs in my veins. Take it, for l swear that l Will not use # myself unless it be to fire both hul,ets into that Bastard's heart.