Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-06-20

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,talk, ~ - prstsnds little uadee.
standing Of English. But that my wife
Miss her ! should have sent the husay
- hef wAy before now"
~Bst. general" asked. still lingsF-
Ing. how came che to know my
name?" &
perhaps you spoke It nrst in her
hearing"
"Not /. sir; We spoke Of other mat,
tefs."
Then there b but one answsr-the
witch overheard our conversation. I
spoke loud, not knowing she was In
the room, and her quick ears caught
tho sound. It's like her to make In
slant use Of what she learned to thus
arouse your interest. She 10 full Of
such tricks. No doubt that will be the
explanation; and no mystery to it
only the device Of . clever woman"
/ passed out into the sunshine OF the
afternoon, and crossed the deserted
parade to my quarters. In spite Of the
seriousness OF this adventure upon
which i was sentering my thought lin
gered with the French girl. How soft
ly musical her voice was: how clear
her laughter; how enchantingly the
dimples appeared in either cheek. and
with what eloquence the dark eyes
conveyed their message. Rene DAu.
vray," the name repeated on my lips.
fingered, and was whispered again.
wondered II it really was her name.
yet cast the doubt aside Indignantly.
Somehow 1t seemed to belong to her,
to typify personality. to revive mem
Org. IRENE D,Auvray''-would ! ever
see her again? Would God be good!
I glanced back at the high window:
the sun glared on 1t. rejecting the
rays into my dazzled eyes. My heart
sank. must depart at dusk. and long
ere / could hope to return she would
. have disappeared into the unknown
wilderness. Harmar would know moth
Ing more than he did now; there would
remain no trail could hope to follow:
I would never see her again.
All this was years ago, long years.
and yet / recall still how occupied
those hours with preparation. striving
manfully to Danish her from mind by
ceaseless labor. Little by little !
srasped the seriousness Of this mis-
sion on which was embarked. In q
measure was frontier born and bred,
and had ranged the woods since be-
came strong enough to bear gun.
There were few secrets Of the wilder
ness did not know. yet now for the
first time l was to penetrate those
dark northern forests, through un-
tracked leagues, and front the. red
savages at their council fire with q
message OF defiance. The full extent
Of peril involved occurred to me sud
denly, almost with shock-the raid
ing parties Of young warriors, scour-
ing the woods. unrestrained In their
savaSery. the uncertainty Of our 70
ception by the Wyandots. the posi-
bility that Hamilton might not be
there to protect from violences the
haunting doubt whether our mission
would save W from torture and death
ct the hands Of those red demons bent
madly ON war! It was no pleasant
picture painted ON the canvas Of imas-
ination, and the Precipitation beaded
my temples, as frontier tales Of In
dian atrocity flashed to memory. But
mine+wa then the spirit Of youth. of
daring; had volunteered for this
duty. and, under God, would not fail.
recall changing my clothes. put
ting on my rough hunting suit, and
packing my uniform in . bag. Then
I sought out Brady, finding him alone
outside the stockade, lying on the
blum summit, gazing out at the broad
river below. As drew near he looked
up at me, good humor in his gray eyes,
but making no effort to change his
posture.
We'll, my young cockerel," he said
carelessly. "they tell me you and I are
to be comrades on the long trail"
who told you? General Harmsr?"
mo less; maybe IN hour ago. tbs
not likely to prove pleasant task.
20 understand the nature Of the mes
sage. What said the old man to your"
He sat up as repeated word by
word our conversation. He listened
intently until l finished. his eyes on
the dark woods bordering the settle
ment.
About az had It," he commented
gravely. "only bit more Of detail. No
pleasant job, friend, but the old man
10 right-there is no other way to deal
with redskins. What was the name
Of that Wyandot medicine man?"
Wa-pa-tee-tah.
1--WE heard the name before, but
don't remember where. I never met
up against the Wyandots, save q few
at vincennes: their range * too far
north. BY any chance do you know
that country"
Not beyond the forks. Here arc
some MAPS" and spread my rude
drawings on the grass. '.and some
notes on the lay Of the land
He studied these q moment, and then
glanced up. at me with auizSical
smile.
Never could make much outer map
dravin'" he acknowledged slowly.