Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1912-05-30

knife blade and feel that artery throb.

knife blade and feel that artery throb.
! Isn't it curious ?"
I heard some muttered answer, but
the grasp at my wrists did not relax.
"Oh. it's all right now" calmly went
on 0rme, again STOPPING. Il thought
you might be interested"
] felt again shiver run through the
limbs of the girl. felt 0rme's fingers
spreading widely the sides Of the
wound along the neck and the boring
of the big headed bullet molds as they
wcut down after grip, their impact
| softened by the finger extended along
the blade knife The throbbing artery.
/ whose location this man knew so well.
was protected. Gently feeling down,
the tips of the mold got their grip at
last, and an instant later felt release
/ from certain stiff pressure which /
had experienced in my neck. Relief
came, then \ dizziness and much pain.
| A hand patted me twice on the back
| of the neck.
"All right my man. said Orme. "All
over and jolly we'll done. too, If do
say it myself
Belknap put his arm about me and
helped me to sit up. I saw Orme hold
ing out the stained arrow head, long
and thin. in bis fingers
4 "Would you like it?" he said.
Eyes," said I, grinning. And con-
TESS / have it now somewhere about
my house.
A vast dizziness and throbbing Of
the head remained after they were
quite done with me, but something of
this left me when finally sat lean
| ing back against the wagon body and
looked about me. There were straight,
motionless figures lying under the
| blankets in the shade, and under other
blankets were men who writhed and
moaned.
Again Ellen Meriwether came and
sat by me- Her costume might have
been taken from a collectors chest
rather than woman's wardrobe. All
! at once we seemed, all of us, to be
blending with these surroundings, be-
/ coming savage as these other savages.
1t might almost have been savage
woman who came to me. Her skirt
was short, made Of white tanned ante
lope leather. Above it fell the ragged
edges of a native tunic or shirt of yell
low buck, ornamented with elk teeth,
embroidered in stained quilts. Her
hair, now becoming yellower and more
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der her felt hat, and the modishness
of long cylindrical curls was quite for
got. The brown of her cheeks, al
ready strongly sunburned, showed in
strange contrast to the snowy white
of her neck, now exposed by the low
neck aperture of the Indian tunic.
you stand all this nobly," l COM
mented presently.
"Ah, you men-I love you, you menu
| She said it suddenly and with perfect
sincerity IT love you all-you are SO
strong, so full of the desire to live, to
win. 1t is wonderful, wonderful! Just
look at those poor boys there some OF
them are dying, almost, but they don't
whimper. 1t is wonderful"
sit is the plains,' said. "They
have simply learned how little thing
is life"
"Yet it is sweet" she said.
"You were four different women" I
unused, and now you are another,
| quite another"
| At this she frowned a bit and rose.
stYou are not to talk" she said, "nor
think that you are well. must see
the Others"
| lay back against the wagon bed,
wondering in which garb she had been
most beautiful--the filmy ball dress
and the mocking mask, the gray gown
and veil of the day after, the thin
drapery of her hasty fight in the night,
her half conventional costume of the
!, day before-or this, the garb Of some
primeval woman knew could new
er forget her again. The thought gave
me pain, and perhaps this showed on
my face. for r,y eyes followed her so
that presently she turned and came
, back to me.
docs the wound hurt your she
asked. "Are you in pain?"
Eyes, Ellen Meriwether," 7 said, II
am in pain. am in very great pain"
"Oh,' she cried, II am sorry. What
can we do? But perhaps it will not be
! so bad after awhile. 1t will be over
soon.''
mo, Ellen Meriwether," said, at
will not be over soon. 1t will not go
away at ALL"