The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1906-02-28
CHAPTER XIII.

lnalCenS TO Lue CHcTOhcc NiiAobS, "hASA
consisted of about twenty lodges, being
only minor branch of that once power
full nation.
Starlight was passing rapidly among
the huts, followed by Rosalthe, when
tall and majestic figure appeared in the
narrow and well-beaten path that wound
in a serpentine manner from lodge to
lodge.
Starlight has been abroadT" he
said, inquiringly.
There is starlight all above you,"
replied the Indian girl, carelessly.
''But not the Starlight that is more
pleasant to Otter-Lifter than the bright
ress of day" returned the Indian.
The bold chief OF the Cherokees. will
make me sad" said Starlight.
HE would not willingly darken the
rays of JOY that should continually
stream up from your heart, and beam
from your eyes," rejoined Otter-Lifter.
"You have not noticed our sister; she
comes from our cousins. the Wyandots.
She is called White Cloud"
THE daughters of the Wyandots are
comely," returned Otter-Lifter, giving
Rosalthe a searching glance. white
Cloud IS welcome; she looks like the sis
ter of Starlight"
'Otter-Lifter has sharp eyes," retort-
ed Starlight, coldly.
MAY no cloud larger than that ever
come between Otter-Lifter and Star
Light" replied the chief, pointing to
Rosalthe
THE Cherokee chief is making love to
my cousin" exclaimed the Indian girl
with warmth.
Otter-Lifter turned away with a smile,
and the maidens passed on to the lodge
near the center of the village. The lodge
was large one, divided into two COM
partments by buffalo skins suspended
from the top, and secured at the bottom
by sticks driven into the earth. In one
place a skin was left to serve the pur%
pose of door, and through which Star
Light conducted her captive.
This is my fathers LODGE" said the
Indian girl. 'He is one of the chiefs.
and is called Gitshewa, or Stronghold
because his shout is so terrible in battle.
Being noted man, his lodge is double
as you see, and this part belongs to me
and Monon. Monon is my sister"
The person last mentioned was seated
on mat near the fire; and when Star
Light mentioned her name, she arose
and regarded Rosalthe with as much
curiosity as was in keeping with Indian
stpcism, and possibly, little more.
It's White-Cloud, said Starlight.
Rosalthe seated herself on mat, and
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was younger than her sister, and bore
striking resemblance to her. She was
fair, but her beauty was of a gentler
cast than Star-Light's: and our heroine
took courage from the fact, and hoped
she would be able to win her friendship.
The three maidens being seated before
the fire, did little else, for a time, than
to throw furtive glances at each other
Presently Starlight and her sister
began to converse in the Indian tongue
and being somewhat familiar with the
language, Rosalthe soon perceived that
they were talking about a white captive
that one of their war parties of young
men had taken at Harrodsburg This
riveted her attention, and she listened
with breathless interest to all that was
said. Her sympathies were more COM
plete]y enlisted In the subject when she
heard the prisoner was young girl
and already condemned to death
Rosalthe could control her feelings no
longer. She asked why OtterLifter, be-
ing humane chief, permitted such cru
elites, to which Starlight replied that
he had nothing to do with the matter
the captive having been taken by a
party of young braves, and to retaliate
on the settlers at Harrodsburg for the
loss Of one of their number.
But has not Otter-Lifter or your
father power to save the poor girl?' in
quired Rosalthe
Starlight made no answer, but look
ed steadily at the fire.
"Did not the Great Spirit intend that
the pale and red faces should be perpet-
ually enemiesT' asked Monon.
mo: it 10 His will that all men should
be brethren. and dwell together in friend
ship," replied Kosalthe.
"That would be best, 1t seems to me;
but If 1t had been the will of the Great
Spirit it would have been SO; for his
power is greater than MANS" answered
Monon.
"The fate Of that unhappy young
woman makes me miserablev' exclaimed
our heroine, and lying down upon the
couch of buffalo skins that had been
spread for her, she vainly endeavored to
rest. The imperfect slumbers that Wis
tied her at periods were disturbed by
dreamy vagaries. 1t was about mid
night when she felt touch upon her
arm. She opened her eyes with a start.
and beheld Starlight beside her.
IF you would see the white captive,
arise and follow me-" said the Indian
girl.
Rosalthe lost; no time In obeying; she
arose and followed her from the lodge,
while Monon remained sitting by the
fire. Without word being uttered by
either party, they approached the spot
where the unfortunate captive was w.t.