The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1914-05-08
The Sowing of Anderson Cree
By MARGARET P: MONTAGUE
The Life Of a Willful Boy
Who Set Upon Himself the
Responsibility Of Aveuging
His Fathers Murder :: ::

The sound W;ls very close now and
ing and laundering among the loose
and once Il pebble, kicked from
the road. went flying away into the
underground with Il tiny crash.
She and the thing were very close to
the bend now: in Il moment they would
round it simultaneously.
"I.ord.' the girl brcathed fcarfully.
and with the ejaculation made the
turn. Out Of the twilight there rode
toward her the SlUucheu figure OF Il
rider. His head was sunk down low
between his shoulders and a thick
growth of beard covered most Of his
face. Not raising his eyes, he passed
the girl unseeingly. muttering under
his breath. the horse slipping among
the stones.
At the sudden appearance of his
vague shape out of the gloom. Ellen's
horse had given IL surprisingly quick
bound to one side and then stopped
with a startled snort.
With n Quietiny word to tho fright
ened animal. Ellen turned quickly in
her saddle AMI looked after the un-
kempt figure, her heart beating unreal
sonably fast.
"Hcckon hit must be one CIR Alcck
Whitcomb's ICY hands ut tlcr MILL
she rcassurc,l herself under her breath.
for she was surprised and Il trit1c
ashamed that such an ordinary occur
renee should have 50 startled her. Ent
contemptuous as she WaS over her
fright. she nevertheless Q%uickeneu the
mares gait to such good purpose that
it was not many minutes before she
arrived at her own home barn at al
most a trot.
1t was tho day after the planting of
! Robert Reduiu's cornticld, and the long
golden fingers of afternoon sunlight
beckoncd to Mary Heddin irresistib!y
with the sweet allurcment Of out OF
doors.
EFF you don't need INC no moro right
now she said to her mother, Il be-
licve Ill jest run I'VE to Ant Marthy
I.amfirc's an git Their flower seeds she's
bin or saviu' fer me. She's got some
or them red beans that brings these
here little hummin' birds, an some
other seeds, too, an looks like tcrmor'
rer's goin' ter he or nice day, an Id
like ter git my garden planted"
II don't need yer" Mrs. Reddin an
swered, but Lor' ME, Mary, Id think
you'd be skeered or that ole crazy
woman"
MARY amt skccreu or nufiin'.' thu
next to the smallest Rcddin suddenly
piped up, regarding her with baby eye:
Of alteration.
ooh, yes, sir, l am skccrcd CT some
thin',' Mary returned.
He looked at her as II looks upol
! the SCATTERING of a dearly loved idol.
"Is you skccrcd, Mary" he sale
, "What is you skeercd OFF,
I'm skccred or you,' she returned
, looking down at him with mock eye
: Of terror.
: \ look of wonder and delight dawn
! cd in his small face and he even Is
: saycd Il slight masculine sWagGcr /
, SJlttu ~ lie SAlitS, wv "Io
l came with fine g~raciouSness:
0 You needn't be skccrcd or INC. Mary
y l won't do anything ter YER he said.
f but l am skccrcd," she persisted
I'm skccred you'll eat me up" An
thereat she suddenly sWooped upo
y him and, gathering him up in her arm:
she proceeded herself to dcvour hi
# in the orthodox manner Of older sister
and having presently reduced him t
l. a perfectly limp state OF Breathe:
T. yurSlcS. she deposited him in a cha
II and, catching up her pinky sunbonne
u fitted out of the house and down Il
lane like Il windblown streak Of SUI
&c light.
1t was Il couple of miles from tt
&c Reddins' place to the Messy HOllO,
IS and Mary walked quickly that 81
might be back in time to help with Il
" evening chores.
Il There had been something Of a t
70 between Martha Lamtire and Ma
1t Reddin ever since IL day five or $
in years ago when the old woman Il;
IS, noticed Mary for the first time.
er yer pretty she had said rath
II h~arshly; SO vas my Ammy, but l
didn't help her none" And, loosil
the girls arm with a fling, she we
H. Oh one more upon her lonely wa
rs And Mary sped home to question b
err mother about Ammy I.amfrc. A
ch after She heard the girls tragic lit
Sc story, child though she was, she Il
an eager desire to be kind to the {
Cls Mnmnn and with many little acts