The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1914-08-15

she stood before me, slender, erect,
the blanket draped about her, her eyes
lowered.
ut was mine to remember mon.
sieur." she said simply, as IL it was
all the most ordinary thing in the
world 81 knew not what would hap
pen, and there was food there. When
the women ran away, and would not
go, because you told me not, / knew
1t would be best that take some. You
do not blame me, monsieur"
Blame! you are a jewel; but / see
nothing of It! Where"
| l please YOU"
| She flung aside the blanket, drop
ping It to the ground, revealing a
black ammunition bag strapped across
| her shoulder. / remembered now feel
ing 1t when, held her In my arms,
vaguely wondering what It was. She
unclasped and opened it.
Monsieur must eat" she said grave
ly, "and sleep. Then he will be strong
again"
| tried to do as she said munching
a few mouthfuls. Her actions, her
words, her manner toward me, both
| bewildered and angered. She had as
sumed the part of a servant-chosen
it, as II she would thus teach rue my
own place. In every possible way she
showed me she was not there from
choice, but necessity. lay back, toy
ing with the food my appetite gone.
The wounded horse had been down to
the river and drank; now he was paw
ing the snow in an effort to discover
feed. Over in the east, but some dis
tancg off, a rife cracked ominously in
the silence. My head fell back against
the bank, and / was sound asleep.
II was two days later when we toiled
up long hill, and came out upon the
summit. | no longer needed to lead
the horse, and was Flooding along
YEARLY behind. Much of the snow
had melted, leaving the soil soft, and
the trees appeared bare, phantom-like
against the sky. Rene rode silently
wrapped in her blanket, for the air
was chill and damp. her head bent
remembrance that we had spoken for
an hour Beyond the hill summit
there was an escarpment of rock, Civ
ing an open view ahead. AS l gazed
off, over the trees below, my heart
gave a great bound-there, scarce n
mile away, flowing between leagues OF
forest, was the broad Ohio, its waters
silvery In the sun. turned to her
and pointed.
AT last, Rene" | cried, forgetting.
we are safe now; see! There is the
river"
She lifted her eyes and looked.
YES, monsieur"
why do you ever speak to me in
that tone? You answer me always ss
II you we're my servant"
Your servant" She was looking at
me now. Am ! not, monsieur"
"Of course you are not You are
free; whatever put that in your head?
l haven't known what to think, what
TO do since we have been together.
Back on the Maumee II thought you
loved me-"
81 do love you, monsieur
"You-you love me- / stammered
and yet bear yourself as you do?"
Yves, monsieur; how else could I
do? You are white; l am an Indian"
rs that all! You think that makes
it different? Rene, | love you; out
yonder is my home; / would take you
there; would say. to those who know
me-here is my wife"
"Your-your wife, There was
doubt, questioning in her eyes.
Yes, of course; how could you
think otherwise"
"Oh, monsieur, how could know?
How could believe? l was an Indian
girl, a Wyandot 1t is not so the white
men come to our villages. have seen
them-the red-coats, the traders of
France. They take with the strong
hand, and then laugh, and go away.
Then you came and grasped me, snd
said get into the canoe. | tried to- not
go, but you said yes, ! must. You
did not ask me, monsieur-you spoke
stern, angry was frightened, dare
not say no, so did as you said was
your prisoner; you had taken me as
the warriors of the Wyandots take the
maidens of the Ojibwas."
Then if that was so, why did you
not leave me--that night the Indians
passed us in camp
Her cheeks famed
Il cuold not, monsieur loved
you"
And now?-now you will go with
me down there---a prisoner no longer,
but my own"
Always and forever"
Always and forever" I answered
gravely.
There was something new, wonder,
full in the depths of the dark eyes that
looked into mine. | saw her hands
clasp the white cross at her throat,
then they we're held out to me.
81 ain so glad, monsieur" she said
softly. so glad!"
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