Arizona republican., 1910-05-08
BY ANNA O'HAGAN.

side it. and the skirt of her calico frock; her rough shoes kicked aside. While the echo of the call still vbrated in the blue air, she the length of the little pier to which the Re burn boats were tethered dived stayed under long half minute, and emerged far out the lake The frantic group on the Reyburn piazza her. not knowing who she was the outdoor factotum of the establishment, excitedy unfastening boat from its moorings shouted unin- tellgibe encouragement to her.
 Before she able to walk almost, Twanay had been able swim The icy temperature of her north waters had detcrred her from the sport as she grew older. Now lifelong habit--raceong habit stood her in good stead. Though the time seemed endless to the blanched watchers the shore almost incredibly that 'Twanay bearing in the heavy weight oi Dwyer Killers body. The boat met them. The young helped aboard, stiff with sudden muscle knotting cramp, ill from overdose of lake water but conscious safe
 By and ly the two rescued and rescuer, sat by a roaring ire in the big livngroom of the camp Twanay was wonderfully atrcd in something white and frily, with cherry-colored knots of ribbon which she fingered lovingly. Her feet encaSed in gorgeous rcd and silver Turkish slippers which, held carefully a hasscct, she contemplated with almost awed pride. Around the two was the babble of feminine voices tender reproaches to Dwyer from his sister for his foohardness after his illness. lamentations the part oi the older Mrs Rcyburn over her sons absence though what his presence would have accomplished not cear-tte semi-jests and fppancies from Janet Reybur;i that had way of breaking of abruptly.
 lWa!lay, silent, Se1-COfudnlcu IOOktu al lncNl with something approaching contemptuous wonder on her face. So many words! Then she looked at Dwyer and her eyes eoftened A glow that not the heat from the great blaze stole through her. she had saved hin-hin the laughing one, the knd-eyed, the kind voiced To her he owed his life today as years ago he had owed it to his mother A fierce ardor of pro prietorship burned in the half-breed He hers. Hers Yet battling with the burning of owner ship humility to Twanay. She wanted to crawl U him. abase herself before him. to feel his hand ypcn her har-ah his foot upon her neck ii he wIeG :: sol
 A docr opposite the fireplace opened and revealed a bare camp bedroom beyond-a blanketed cot, chair, table with lamp. book. pipe, a tobacco jar and birchbarS photograph frame upon it coat of Dwyers flung the bed 'Twanay stared in with unabashed savage curiosity. A picture had been inserted in the photograph frame. Her sharp eyes studied it. It Janet Reyburn. white with tennis racquet in her hand
 'Twanay looked from the room to the girl herself-a slim young creature with face variable the breeze-ruied cloud -mrrored lake outside Her shin ing eyes made 'Twanay suddenly gnting shallow pool in a shady brook she knew The girls brown hair had strands of brightness and curled about her temples and her neck like the young tendrs of the wild grape. She kert towering between the vic :ils oi nlmersion it seemed as if delicate i:pusive tenderiess radated from her which she constantly sought check As she passed Hillcrs chair Twanay unwavcr;ng eyes his hand touch-furtively almost i:.:perccptibly-a stiff fold of her duck skirt
 The Indian girl started to her feet She must go. she cried with fierce. incomprehensible passion She y;ould go She did not whether her clothes were dry; she would have them. would wear them. new, now. now She tugged at the cherry -colored yIbons oi Janet's neggee though they choked her.
 I I;..la- Rcd r-c,.he- +te gratitude making his kindly voice afccticnatc "you can't go We won't hear oi it Baskets? Nonsense 1! We will buy all your baskets We will buy all the baskets you have sell all the of the summer. And we-oh you dent know what we mean to do for you"
 Indeed, indeed we willr cried Alice. earnestly, if blndly
 Indeed indeed" csseverated Janet.
 Something hot srnarted at Twanay's eyeids. some thiu, hard worked in her throat Something blurred her vision of Dwyer standing, tall and kind before her with hand outstretched to detain her.
 "Oh let me go let go" she cried in passion. rushing from the before the strange emotions which surged in her engulfed dsgraced her. in the very sight of that one that Janet that Little Brook girl
 So they let her go. Perhaps we'd better" said Alice hopelessy. confronted by social emergency for which she had no rule She's Indian We don't under stand her An, wouldn't it be glorious to rescue her from barbarsm? That would be payment something like-wouldnt it, Dwyer?" She passed her arm carcssingly through her brothers
 The next day they drove embassy of gratitude to Indian Village but they did not her She was the Bay, the natives said ndiferently, selling baskets to the settlements the other side. So they gave the Sisters who taught the little school money for new desks, they promised statue for an empty niche in the church; they bestowed largesse upon 'Twanays mother, who smoked, fat greasy and un- pcrurbed before the door of her filthy dwelling; and ti,en they sought the priest They would like ar range with him for permanent benefit to accrue to 'Twanay herself. They susgested a school away from the tribe Father psmond shook his hsndsome. sensible silyered he'd snd suhed h ms too late he feared The teaehiuG5 sf te sevenaeen years su,oue her own idle sr,<;soes fE.ys irrexpo1sk'e se3f-n- dus<nt peopIe voa slze1 s 1ldlona ne~; s61 l.