Arizona republican., 1912-04-06
61e GOD OF HER PEOPLE
By JAMES OLIVER cURWoop.
Copyright, 1910, by the Pearson Pub
 fishing Co.


 stead of down the chasm. You will understand-and pardon me-when you see what happens. Look-look there,"
 A quarter of a mile away the break between the mountains was filled with moving figures.
 The Crees." gasped PierrOt. Now. Msieur, watch what happens,"
 Philip dug his fingers into Jeans arm.
 We are too late,"
 Yes. too late" said Pierrot. point ing mp the chasm. "See," They are almost 10 that black streak of rock that runs across the break from one wall to the other. and the Sarcees must be there. They are wi.lin easy range. Hon Dieu, a strong arm could throw stone to them now,"
 Suddenly shot rang out. It was followed by a scattering fusillade of others. and then the fire of the Cree rifles rolled in thunderous echoes be tween the black walls Of the noun. tains II was Jeans hand that gripped Philip now. His fingers dug in deeper as the Crees advanced. lodging from rock 10 rock. firing with their repeat. CTS. As yet the two watchers could see nothing of the Sarcees ambushed among the broken masses of trap and limestone The sound of their rifles were drowned in the heavy roar of the Cree guns
 God in Heaven" breathed Jean in dismay, Sakimay's people have noth- ing but single-shOt guns. half Of them loaded with powder and ball. They are !ost-lost-"
 He stopped and sprang 10 his feet The Sarcees were running back now. fighting from rock to rock, and for the first time there came to them the yells Of the pursuing Crees. At first Philip counted ten, then nine-and then eight Of Sakimay's people He was counting again when something drew his eyes 10 the meadow below. 4 figure was running swiftly toward the scene Of battle It was a woman Her long black hair streamed out in a shining mass in the sun. In her hand she carried a rife
 al.
 "Maballa," said Pierrot quietly.
 He was drawing something from his breast. but Philip did not wait to see what it was. Under his eyes the last of race were dying. and he scarce breathed as he looked upon the trag- edy. He saw now that half a dozen women had taken hold Of the litter on which Sakimay lay. They carried it out into the meadow, following Ma balla, and as they staggered under it's weight they chanted a song which came faintly mp 10 the top of the cliff. The women stopped when the remnant of the Sarcee band came 10 the edge of the meadow. There were six of the fighters left Sheltered for a moment from the Cree fire they ran to Saki- may and kneeled beside him, their guns waiting for the Crees. Behind them stood Maballa straight and tall, the sun glowing like fire in her hair.
 Jean touched Philips arm.
 Look, M'sieur." he said.
 On the fiat face of the rock before | him glistened the silken tress which | Maballa had sent to Philip, and beside 1 t, gleaming white and pure, was Jean 1 Pierrot's cross of the Virgin
 "M'sieur." he said. with a strange | luiver in his voice, there are but two 1 Gods to Jean Pierrot. There is your 1 Iod and there is mine-and my God is | he God of Maballa and her people"
 His rifle glittered in the sun. There | vas nothing to shelter the Crees from Jim. and death burst upon them from | he top of the cliff.
 Philip caught up his carbine.
 And there is but one law in such | case as this" he said. Here goes 1 n the name of the King"
 The Crees fell back before the deadly | ire of the two rifles. Only third of hem reached the shelter of the rocks. And still the fire pursued them along he top of the chasm, until Philip | .aught the hot barrel of Jeans Win hester in his hand and turned 1t to he sky.
 Enough" he said, breathing hard. They looked back The group in the meadow was moving. It climbed lowly up the steep side of the ridge, he litter borne in its midst. At the op the figures were silhouetted against he sun Jean leaped high up on ock, and from the motionless group if a mile away one figure moved lowly out and stood for a moment. Ilone
 May the Great God bless you, for yer. and forever" said Jean Pierrot. The lone figure went back. The ,roup moved. Ii disappeared into the crub growth of the mountain.
 "It was Maballa.' said Philip softly. 4e placed his hand on Jeans bowed lead. "She knew that it was you, lean"