The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1914-05-21

and she had followed MIN. l sprang
aside amid the trunks OF trees, conf.
dent I could not be seen. that every
savage eye would be riveted upon
those two advancing figures. The
light afforded me sufficient guidance.
aud possessed some idea OF where
wished to go. | found Il with a dozen
quick steps. aud. even as the first
wild scream OF discovery burst from
the red throats. | crept In behind a
decaying log. at the very edge OF the
opening. and trust my rifle barrel
across the rotten bark. Deliberately,
coolly. with full determination to act
| drew bead on the red jacket
They were not FIVE yards away. ad-
vancing straight toward the startled
group OF chiefs, the girl slightly In
advance. the freight on her uplifted
face. the white cruciix cleaning In
her hands. The Englishman, step
behind, his first mad anger already
dying. walked like a criminal with
lowered head. and eyes glancing fur
lively aside. Even by then the treach-
erous cowardice OF him had returned
At sight OF his face | cooked my
weapon. every nerve taut as a bow
string, breathing through clinched
teeth. | cannot say that saw much
OF what occurred In that first moment
Il had no eyes but for the red jacket
and yet must have perceived Il all
I remember now the whole scene. as
IL IL hung painted before me. in all its
vivid coloring and rapid movement |
saw the chiefs start up. grasping their
weapons. at the first screech OF alarm.
a fierce intensity In their eyes. A
glance at those two unarmed figures.
and they stood still. gazing at them.
yet with shadow upon the dark.
scowling faces that chilled my blood.
The yelling ceased: there was no
sound. but the pressing forward OF
bodies. and the crackle OF flames. The
Shawnee chief. a dark. saturnine face
showing under his war-bonnet stood
erect with folded arms. Down the
lane of warriors. apparently oblivious
to their presence. Mademoiselle came.
the Englishman slouching behind. The
crowd OF figures hid for a moment
Brady and his guard. and surged in be-
tween me and Lappin.
There was silence | could hear the
wind In the tree tops. the restless
movements. the heavy breathing OF
the excited savages; somewhere a dog
barked Rene stopped. her hand now
touching the soldiers sleeve. her eyes
on the dark savage face confronting
her. A moment he stared at her, then
at the Englishman. while ! held my
breath.
why you-here-'gain7" he asked
In hating English. the face like
bronze. 'I-send you-to forest
why comeback"
Because ! am a Wyandot and a
Christian" she answered. the words
slow and distinct We Kill warriors
in battle, not by torture. Sis-e-te-wah
| come with this that | may beg your
prisoners life. See; II Is the cross
of the Great God"
Huh" he grunted. why should
We listen-to a-squaw? The warriors
of-the Shawnees-are men,"
so are the Wyandots. Sis-e-te- wah
they are as the birds OF the air. Once
they came to the villages OF the Shaw
nees. You know II well-they were
warriors. under great chiefs. Yet they
listen TO words OF wisdom from q
squaw. I am Running Water; | have
sat In the councils OF my people;
am the daughter OF the White Chief
She glanced about her proudly, lookinl
into the ring OF dark faces. Il an
a squaw. but I am a Wyandot-nC
Shawnee dare place a hand on me-"
"'Tis So" he answered gravely. $
know-but not my-young men. i
best you go-I speak true-the white
man will die-it has been decided
the Shawnees know not-your God
the God OF the Long Robes-the Whit
man dies"
"But he came In peace. not war; h
was a messenger to the Wyandots."
The chief had stepped back. AM
lifted his hand, but now he stoo'
statue-like before her.
He great hunter-he warrior-w
have-met in-battle. He kill wal
riors-my tribe-now he diet !
spoken. Sis-e-te-wah llsten-no more.
But you must! you shall" she In
sisted. "'Tis not the Wyandots alon
who say this. You may refuse me
you may disregard the cross ! beal
but you dare not disobey the word
the English-of the great chief acros
the water. II you will not heed tn
word OF a squaw listen to this man
a warrior OF the Red Coats"
81 know him not" coldly, NOR car
what he-says. lie nothing-to Sis-'
te-wah-why Income here"
ITO stop this deed. this dastardl
outrage he speaks for the Great Chic
It's best the Shawnees listen. Nov
monsieur"
She stepped aside and the Englisl
man stood alone. facing the grlm-face
Shawnee. The very desperation OF h
! position had brought to him courage
he knew enough of Indian nature to
aware that any cringing now woul
add to his peril. In calm assuranS
he folded his arms
"You say YOU know not who | ar