Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1914-12-10
Evening Star S
Daily Story
GRAY FEATHER
BY GLADYS GORDON.

1914, Dy Ine Mcclure NGW3-
paper Syndicate
over 20 the westward lay the ser
ted ranges of the Sweetwater
fountains. In the foreground was
cen and fertile valley, through
hich trickled a silver stream.
Helen Madison, sitting her sturdy
sttle pony, climbed to the top of
zagle Hill and looked down into the
alley, looked across the valley,
Iapked everywhere save into the face
oK the strong, brown young man who
Eas waiting for her to speak.
'Helen," he said at last, and his
E1ice was stern.
'Yes?" She turned cold face TO
MS. There was no fire in her dark
YES. no love-nothing. Save, per-
haps. disdain and indifference.
'Yop have not forgiven me?' he
asked slowly.
There is nothing to forgive. You
are free to choose your own way-1
gsve back your freedom last night.
Il know-I did not believe that you
would throw me over just because
wanted to make this venture with
Dickman; have invested every
penny in that abandoned mine, but
have faith in its development. though
it is a hazardous undertaking in
q why's lIldIl OHe.
81 was satisfied to marry you and
settle down on the ranch with you"
said Helen obstinately. How could
She explain to Dan Summer that her
hurt lay in the fact that he was will
ing to postpone their wedding in
brder to speculate in the old Mizpah
mine in the hope OF getting a fortune
out of 1t? Dan would never know
why she had refused to countenance
bis going-nor why they had quar-
Peled.
II know-dear, / know he said,
smiling tenderly at her averted face.
But l have made the Venture-the
lie is cast-yet you will not forgive
he, you will not waltz
1T is too late" she said.
Then, 1t is good-by?"
1T is good-by."
sForever?'
we may meet some day. she said
eerelessly.
S. The muscles around Dams lips
frightened. He lifted his broad felt
lat with the old gallant grace she
3oved.
Then, will say eood-by now,
Miss Madison
Helen WINGED.
Good by she said, steadily
She did not turn her head as he
fode down the hill. When he had
uisappeared from view she shook
Der shoulders and breathed deeply.
Oh, it's good to be free!" she cried,
devoutly.
Pretty lady SO glad-heap cry,
said dry voice at her elbow
Helen turned quickly and saw the
squatty form of demure little In
dian squaw astride a ragged pony.
you frightened mel" she cried with
an unsteady laugh.
A"How, Gray Feather"
"How?" saluted Gray Feather SOL
emnly.
"Oh, you have papoose with you'll
Do let me see him. cried Helen
touching the bundle on Gray Feath
er's back.
Gray Feather swung the cradle
around to her arms and uncovered
rhe sleeping face of the dark-skinned
Indian baby. Him grand papoose,"
she smiled fondly.
-"Have you named him YETI asked
Helen, touching the little fingers.
Gray Feather grunted response.
What do you call him Strong
arm. like his big father?"
''No-my man no want papoose
called Strong Arm, so we name him
for big kind man who save my mans
er, Dan Summer, name papoose Dan
Summertime-h always smile like
big white brother-so!'
- The baby smiled a grave Indian
smile and opened beady black eyes
' 81 would like to kiss him!' cried
Xzelen, impulsively.
Gray Feather smiled and held up
s'#zze cradle and Helen kissed the vel
K &4ty cheek Of Dan Summertime.
hi Id lyf yfRC
64poose," approved Gray Feather de-
Rxhrely.
Helen blushed scarlet and looked
8noyed.
A keen look came into Gray
eather's dark eyes. She laid slen-
3sr, red-brown finger on the sleeve
f Helen's white blouse.
Him white brother gone away"
ne asked sharply.
Eyes"
.,Come back to you some day."
FNo."
mo want?' persisted Gray Feather
HELEN hesitated. Then her lips set
5stinately and Gray Feather saw
1at she looked much like her father,
&5B great ranch owner, who was said
<o never change his mind If it was
& nee made up.
eYou send away white brother?'
1.1tked Gray Feather softly.
''No; he went because he liked to
+ @ig in a horrid old mine better than
"a loves mei'' burst out the girl inn
iBtuously. 'T1e has bought up the
ID Mizpah mine, Gray Feather, and
&gainst my wishes he has gone to
reclaim it. He and Dickman believe
here is gold in 1t"
Indians say there is much gold in
Bizpah mine" said Gray Feather
boughtfully. Him go away-mad." !"
''Yes-that isl was angry with
i'm. IL hate him!'
'I hated my man once" said Gray
Ne take me for squaw. He go away
On hunt; 1 say, stay; he laugh and
say go to wigwam, little squaw-to-
E be: men must hunt for food 1t very
bad time for Gray Feather! Now,
bout big white brother she went
|bn briskly: that Mizpah mine very
bad-danger place--kill plenty men
maybe your man no come back-you
te glad, huh?"
81 Helen paled. "You are trying to
frighten me, Gray Feather" she said
"No-danger is! What / say no
make morei" argued the Indian
s sternly. my man he lose himself on
hunt that time-me almost die for
s Morrow; then go and walk and walk
S Ind trail step by step for three days
md nights till at last find him, hurt
host dead for thirst. Me drag him
kn miles to home!"
.'You saved his life?" whispered
n ellen softly.
g Gray Feather nodded stolidly. 'Tfe
my man." she said simply.
' Helen looked over to the western
ILLS beyond which lay the famed
&lizpah mine. Dan Summer was go