The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-06-07

/ ribbon which she fingered lovingly. He
feet were cncused IN gorgeous red an,
10 silver Turkish slippers which. held care
= fully on a hassock. she contemplated
r with an almost awed pride Around th'
two was the habbc OF feminine voices
tender rcproachcs TO Dwycr from his sis
( ter for his foolharjincss after his IN
ness. lamentations on the, part of th'
older Mrs. RcyDBrn over her son 8 nb
= sence-though what his presence woult
have accomplished was not clcar-littIr
? scmi-jesis and hippancics from Jane
, Rcyburn, That had u way OF breaking OF
abruptly.
'Twanay. silent self contained looked
at them all With something approaching
contemptuous wonder on her face. Sc
many words. Then he looked al DwvcI
and her eyes soficncd A glow that was
not the heat from the great blaze stole
through her. she had saved him-him
the laughing one. the kind-eycd the
Kind voiced. To her he owed his life to-
day, as years ago lie had owed IT TO his
mother. \ fierce ardor OF proprietorship
burned in the half breed. lie was hers.
Hers. Yet battling with the burning
sense OF ownership was a humility new
10 Twanay She wanted to crawl To
him. TO abasc herself before him. 10 feel
ms hand upon her hair-ah; his foot upon
her neck III he willed ii So
a door opposite the fireplace opened and
revealed bare camp bedroom beyond
blanketcd cot. a chair, a table with a
lamp. a, book. pipe Il tobacco jar and
a coat OF Dwycr's was flung across the
| bed. 'Twanay stared in with unabashed
savage curiosity A picture had been in
serted in the photograph frame. Her
sharp eyes studied ii. IL was Janet Rey
burn, white~clad, with a tennis racquet
'Twanay looked from the room to the
girl herself-a slim young creature with a
| face as variable as the breeze rufilcd,
cloud mirrorcd lake outside. Her shin
| ing eyes made 'Twanay suddenly see
Glniins, shallow pool In shady brook
/ she knew. The girls brown hair had
strands OF brightness, too. and 1t curlcd
| h,,, IA,. s.~Ix
the young tcndrlls of the wild grape. She
kept lowering between the two victims
OF immersion; it seemed as If delicate.
impulsivc tenderness radiatcd from her
which she constantly sought TO check
As she passed Killers chair, 'Twanay's
unwavering eyes saw his hand touch
iurttvely; almost inpcrceptibly--a stiff fold
The Indian girl started to her feet.
She must go, she cried with fierce, in
ee.o2mpre9honsiblc passion. She would go.
She did not care whether or not her
clothes were dry; she would have them.
would wear them. now. now. now. She
tuGecd at the cherry -colored ribbons OF
Janers neslgee as though they choked
her.
''Why, Little = Red Feather-in the
West said Dwyer, gratitude making his
We wont hear Of it, Baskets? Nonsense!
We will buy all your baskets. We will
buy all the baskets YOU have to sell all
the rest OF the summer And we-oh.
YOU don't know what We mean to do for
you.'
Indeed, indeed We will" cried Alice.
earnestly if blindly.
Indeed indeed" asseverated Janet.
Some thing hot smarted at 'Twanay's
eyelids. something hard worked in her
throat. Something blurred her vision OF
Dwyer standing. tall and kind. before her
with hand outstretched 10 detain her
''Oh. let me go, let me co. she cried in
passion, rushing from the room before
The strange emotions which surged in her
10 N 11I -itr l,i
of that one, that Janet, that Little Brook
girl,
So they let her go. Perhaps we'd bet
ter" said Alice hopeessly, confronted by
a social emergency for which she had no
rule She's Indian, We don't under |
stand her. All, wouldn't it be glorious TO
rescue her from barbariSm2 That would |
be payment something like-wouldn't it. |
Dwyer?' She passed her arm caresslngly !
through her brothers.
The next day they drove, an embassy
or gratitude. TO Indian village. but they |
dld not see her She WAS across the bay,
the natives said jndifferently, selling bas- /
kets 10 the settlements ON the other side. |
So they gave the sisters who taught in /
the little school money for new desks they /
promised Il statue for an empty niche in |
the church, they bestowed largesse upon
greasy and unperturbed, before the door
OF her filthy dwelling; and then they
sought the priest. They would Ike to ar
range with him for some permanent bene-
lls
suggested a school away from the tribe |
Father Desmond shook his handsome. SEN
sible, silvered head, and sighed. it was
too late he feared The teachings OF her
seventeen years among hr own idle, avari-
cious. dirty, irresponsible self-ndulgent
people would scarcely be undone now; and
indeed. she had never shown any apt-
tudc for even such elementary learning as
was supplied on the reservation.
Well, she would marry some day. Alice
Reyburn suggested. Might not some sort
her position as a wife better one?
Might not possession and the position of
married woman awake some spark OF am
bition in herr Alice found herself saving
something glibly about the civlizing ef-
feet OF mere property,
Again Father Desmond sighed A month
before-that would have been the hap
plcst OF suggestions. But within the
month 'Twanay had exercised her woman
~ prerogstive OF changing her mind and
had warned her suitor Gaspard off. Cas-
pard was one OF the best OF the members
Of the dwndling tribe he had been
good pupil in his boyhood; he had some
personal pride; he was Industrious at
lines. enduring-,what better poor
broke eff to sigh again.
'Oh, lovers quarrel is no such serious
thing. Mr.. Hitler explained TO the priest
out OF his fund OF worldly experience His
eyes meantime sought Miss Reyburn's
ludaciously, 'Thatll soon blow over and
how soon after The reconciliation do you
,,hink the wedding will be pulled Off Miss
Ianet?'
Janet bushcd as she answered, and the
priest bent n shrewd and bcnedictory .
glance upon the pair as he promised 10
sive especial attention TO 'Twanay's
needs and to communicate with Mr..
LIiler.
Then the dirty population of Indian
village gathered along the main road TO
watch the embassy of gratitude depart.
Though she came no more with the
Dwyer had an uncomfortable
sense that 'Twanay WAS often near him,
Two or three times, beating a solitary,
way up n fishing brook he
actually came face to face with her, Once
she shared his bread and meat. staring :
IT him out OF stormy eyes meantime, But
Ill that she offered In the way OF con-
'ersation. except brief replies 10 his
was an anxious "You all we'll
low? No moro cramp?' His arflrna-
I've led to another query in another tone ,
She all well-girl with red bows"
Miss Reyburn?' Dwyer flushed a lit
lie in his surprise. Yes thank you
She's all right" Then some association ,