The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1913-10-09

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speak in tones az would q hafOs o
yesterday. He turned to mo Ant
asked me if | didn't want TO plt o.
: my mighty! looked at him, thel
8 got up and raised my parasol as tn
4 fellow above me had also decided TIL
/ fish needed a little more feeding, ant
0 Twas too weak to walk, SO / jus
: raised my parasol and told the con
r ductor to 'let 'er rain.
We had ridden about mile ane
forty.five cents, when we hit a liner
! woke up inside the old mission
!, log house, and saw our old mission
4 doctor standing over me. When
had entirely awakened, he asked me
if l ever drank anything. told him,
"No, not even water" The Captain
asked me if remembered anything
about the battle and if l did, to tell
him in very short descriptive way.
l thought for moment. Then as |
came out of my delirium, l remem-
bered and said: II stood for a mo-
ment. A man was standing beside
me loading musket. He raised the
gun and fired. l heard great rack
ct and the doctor said Raise up
and take your medicine That's all
l remember"
told them who stood about me
how / had been sent to rear and was
defending the cave. They asked me
if had seen anything of Dumot Du-
graw and of course l hadn't. John
Watson stayed with me in the room
and after the rest of them had depart
ed he told me that Dumot Dugraw
had bought Silver Fawn since the
battle and was going to start for the
East the following day. Chief White
Hair had sworn vengeance on Young
Chief Chetoka and rather than have
Silver Fawn go to a smaller tribe he
had sold her so as to get her taken
out of the country. Silver Fawn had
not known this and would not until
the hour for her departure. Since
the battle the lovers had not seen
each other and each probably thought
the other had been killed.
No one had seen Chetoka save Du-
mot and he had threatened the young
chief several times, and the opinion
prevailed among some of the mis-
sions that Dumot had murdered him
the day of the battle, so as not to be
detained when he got possession of
Silver Fawn.
1t was growing dark. The sun
that had shone the day before on the
battlefield of victory and defeat was
to-day shining and setting on SEEM
ingly peaceful village. The frost
that night had spread its quilt of
white over all of the country.
When the sun arose next morning,
and its rays stretched forth its arms
of gold over hill and bluff, valley and
dale, and the trees showed their
beauty in all possible colors, Silver
Fawn darkened my door. Looking
at me in way different from any
she had ever before, she spoke: "Sil- /
yer Fawn, 60 away. Silver Fawni
won't 60. Die first. Silver Fawn
love Chetoka. Chetoka wait for her
at big rock. Bad Frenchman buy {
Silver Fawn. He bad man. You
help Silver Fawn."
The incentive was too great, be-
cause buried in that body was soul
a life breathing the pure air of free
dom and the forest, soon to be caught
up and carried away like bird in al
cage, or a flower without sunshine,
soon to wither and die.
l lay and looked at her for a mo-
ment and when she had finished her
appeal the fifth time, ''You help Sill
yer Fawn," she bowed her head and
walked away.
1t was too much for me; l would i!
do what l could for her, regardless
Of cost. had been legally dead two
Or three times and had everything
but the preaching of the
funeral, but l had luckily postponed
The performance. raised myself,
and dressing hurriedly, went to thel
door. There but few PAGES awayt
was Dumot coaxing Silver Fawn toll
uef ready IN on walked m dou,,lI