The Blackfoot optimist. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1907-1918, 1914-08-13

She stepped past Brady to the door.
opened 1t and glanced out into the
night.
1T Is an hour yet until day." she
said coming back. That will give you
time. They will be here with the first
light Of dawn. There will be no attack
until then. You must delay no longer"
We followed her out into the night,
across the narrow clearing into the
fringe of woods. There we're clouds
overhead, and very dark. but there
seemed to be a path winding through
the dense tangle of underbrush. Only
for moment did the girl hesitate.
bending down and listening. Then she
led the way around a narrow point of
sand, pressed back some bushes, and
revealed the sharp Prov Of a canoe.
Brady flung down his pack, and hauled
the light craft down to the edge OF the
water.
Lay hold there. Schultz" he Or
dered in low voice, till we get her
afloat."
stood alone back in the shadow,
hesitating, uncertain. 1t was in my
heart to refuse to desert her there.
She turned toward me.
you must get away at once" she
said. There is little enough time
Head straight out for the opposite
shore"
But l have no wish to go without
YOU"
without me?" her voice question
ing. There is nothing for me to fee
from; l have nothing to fear from In
dams. Is it SO hard for you to recall
what ann"
Eyes, it is, mademoiselle," l plead
ed earnestly. my thought will not
associate you with these savages, Per
haps l might il knew your people,
but not such ruthless murderers as
those yonder, wearing the scalps Of
women. Who IL to protect you from
that motley crew? Will it be Girty? OF
that English agent?"
Her eyes met mine even in the
darkness.
Il shall need appeal to neither. mon.
eieur. You do not in the least under.
stand. am not mere sQuaw Of the
Wyandots, but q teacher they love.
There ia not q tribe from the Wabash
to the upper lakes among whom my
name is not known. have even sat
in council with the chiefs. and spoken.
Touch me. those outlaws! Not one
would dare lay q finger upon me.
am as safe among them as my father
was"
But he was killed"
by no Indian hand. Please, mon.
Hieur, do not urge me any more. AS 1t
Is I am balanced between two duties
to go with you, guard you, and see you
safe, or remain and condemn my IA
TIERS murderer"
You believe then"
That he was the Englishman who
bears your name. That man alone
had knowledge Of this hut on the
island; he alone possessed opportunity
| The scarlet jacket left behind, and hie
sudden appearance in the Indian camp
all point direct to his guilt. l remain
to make sure; that is my duty, Mon.
sieur Brady!"
The scout rose to his feet, a black
smudge in the night, and came up the
low bank to where we stood.
"You called, mademoiselle?"
| Yes; was talking with the officer
but perhaps you do not understand all
Captain DAuvray was known to the
Wyandots as Wa-pa-tee-tah. He is
dead, and his body will be taken to
Sandusky; shall tell the Wyandots
how he died. There is no longer need
| that monsieur should meet them in
council. 1t is better that you return to
Fort Harmar."
She paused, but neither of US spoke
and she held out her hand.
| "Good-by, Monsieur Brady"
He accepted the proffered hand awk
wardly, dropped it almost instantly
and stepped back.
II reckon that would be the best