The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-04-04
A Tale of the Vanishing
 People
By REX BEACH
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 From that time on to the finish of the game my eyes seldom left Run ming Elk and then only to shoot quick gIances at my companions. Although the skill of the young Sioux overtopped that of all the oth- CTS, the opposing team played as one Han, as wonderful. well oiled piece or machinery. and they scored. All through the first half Yale struggled to retaliate. but at the intermission had not succeeded.
 'In the second half of the game the son of Sioux chief led the men of Eli as Hannibal led his Cartha ginian cohorts uI to the gates of Rome with the same irresistible progress, showing withal the military genius of a Chief Joseph. He was indefatigable, mag nifieent. and he tied the score.
 tsIt was grand exhibition of cool ness and courage, for he was every where. always alert and ready, and it was. he who won the game finally.
 .sThere came some sort of tumble. too fast for the eye to follow, and then the ball rolled out of the scrim- mage Before we knew what had hap pened Running Elk was away with it, n scattered field ahead of him.
 -.I dare say you have heard about that run, for it occurred in the last three minutes of play and is famous in football annals to this day. It was q spectacular thing, apparently de- Tised by fate to make more difficult the 1abors of old Henry and me. Evers living soul on those high bank ed bleachers> was on his feet at the finish, q senseless, screaming demon. I saw Alicia straining forward, her. face like chalk. her very lips blanched, her whoIe high strung body a-quiyer. Her eyes were distended, and in them saw a look which told me that this was no mere childish whim, that this was moro than the animal call of youth and sex Running Elk had be- come fetch to her.
 s.The father must likewise have rec sgnized this, for as we passed out he stammered into my ear:
 q You see. Doc. the girls mad. It's awfuEawful! I don't know what to dor
 "The press had separated her from as a bit, so answered: Get her away, quick. no matter how or where! Use force if you have to. but get her away and keep her away. I'u see him to- night
 -s T guess it's our only chance mum bIed the old fellow I'll kidnap her and take her to Europe. It's awfulY T didn't go back to the city with them, but sazd goodby at the running board of their machine, finding next morning that the father had taken my advice and that they had sailed unex- pectedly for an indefinite stay abroad.
 s1 spent that evening with Running Elk. who seemed glad to see me. He asked all about his people, told me of his progress and spoke lightly of his victory that day Sound him as 1 would, I could elicit no mention of Alicia Harman's name. He wasn't much of talker anyhow, and at last I was forced to bring up the subject myself, whereupon the silence of his forefathers fell upon him, and all he did was listen. told him forcibly that any thoughts of her were ridicu- Ious and impossible.
 sWhy2s said he
 "I told him thousand reasons why, recountedz them cruelty, unfeelingIy, but he made no sign to me. As a mat ter of fact, I don't think he under stood them any more than he under stood the affair itself. He appeared tc be blinded and confused by the splen- dor of it all She was so glorious, SC different, so mysterious to him that he had lost all perspective. RecogniZ ing this. I descended to materia things which I knew he could grasp
 ss I paid for your education.' said sand it is almost over with. In a few months you'll be turned out to make {, your living. and then you'll encounter this race prejudice I speak of in 2 way to affect your stomach and youl body You're a poor man. Running Elk, and you've got to earn your way Your blood will bar you from a gooC many means of doing it, and wheI your color begins to affect your earn ing capacity you'll have all you car do to take care of yourself alone Life isn't played on a gridiron, ant the first thing you've got to do i: make a man of yourself. You've go no right to fill your head with insan, fancies of this sort
 Yes. sIr,' said he. And that wa. about all could get out of him. Hi reIieence was very annoying
 q didn't see him again for two years I had barely reached the reservation when the stage from the railroat brought two women two strange woni en, who came straight to my office Alicia HaEman and zner French malo.
 Well, I was fairly knocked end wise But she was as we'll poised ane self contained as on that Thanksgiving morning in New York when she an' old Henry had picked me up in thei automobiles tri6e more stunning ant a bit. more determined perhaps. Oh she was q splendid creature, in tn first glory of her womanhood, a per fectly groomed, pulsating, spoiled god dess. She greeted me graefously, wit that queenly air of all great ladies.
 Where is your fatber2' asked a laid off her dust coat.
 He is in New York said she. /. am travelling alone.
 Why have you come out here, Al