The Bossier banner., 1915-10-14

isto view and as this Indian was arm
ed in manner as astounding as 1t |
was irresistible, Wilcox rose to his |
height of six feet three, lowered his |
weapon and advanced to meet him.
When he was near, the Indian-the
same chief from whom Wilcox had
fed on the day of his intended house
warming-sprang lightly to the ground
and lifted from the horse that defense
which he had borne in front of him on
penetrating the cove. 1t was the child
for whose sake Wilcox had separated
himself from his kind
At first Wilcox thought he was
dreaming The Indian made a sign to
the little girl to remain with the horse,
then he glided forward, holding some
what ostentatiously. filled pipe in his
extended hand
WAS it you that left pipe and
tobacco on my stove two years ago!
Wilcox asked abruptly.
"Yes. You got it? We will smoke"
He seated himself gravely on the
ground.
Wilcox went into the cabin and
brought out the clay pipe. They smok-
ed. Wilcox cast covert glances toward
| the girl. She stood slim and straight,
her face rigid, her eyes fixed on the
| horse. Her limbs were bare and
| blanket that descended to her knees
seemed her only garment. The face OF
the sleeping child of five was the same,
however, as this of the seven-year-old
maid. except that it had grown more
beautiful.
| Wilcox was wonderfully moved, so
much so that his manner was harsh.
his voice gruff in the extreme.
"Where'd you find herr"
"NGt been lost Her safe all time.
Sometime in one village-here, then
there, two. three-move her about. Safe
all time. never forget. There she is.
You take herr
"Yes, III take her. Where's. her
da6dy?"
Him great man."
"Well-go ahead; tell the rest Of it."
Him settle among my tribe; him
never leave our country. Big country
fat country, very rich. Him change
name-everything; him one of US
Marry my daughter. That girl not
his daughter-daughter of dead woman
Keep her away from him all time sc
him never see white man, white WON
an, white child, forget white people, bt
good Indian. The girl make him think
Of dead woman. When man marry
again. not good to remember dead
T woman"
I He rose, straight as an arrow ant
e turned his grim face toward the horse
: II see. And you don't want to tel
! me where he is, because you want hin
: to forget he is a white man?"
D Him always live with my people
e him marry my daughter"
K Tell me this, Is he far away?'
; Every far Many days. You neve
find him. You stay here, keep gir
b and me and my people your friends
e You come after him-not your friends.
/ "Why, bless your heart, never war
l. to see that man again. Your daughte
e is welcome to him. but I'm afraid she
d got bad bargain. This girls just q
+, I'd have her-unencumbered. Pm av
II full glad you come, pardner."
n He strobe forward and addressed til
h girl. Are you willing to stay with m
n little one?''
It She shrank back from the wild fl!
: ure. During his two years of hiding
1t the mountains Wilcox had cared not
10 ing for his personal appearance. II
garments ON disintegrating had bee
s. replaced by skins, thus giving an a
le pect of assorted colors and materia
I'd rather remarkable.
le He was greatly disconnected by b
n attitude. 'I guess I've been so mut
u with myself that l amt noticed II
IS outside as a man ought Won't "
b. make your home with me, child?"
ir held out his rough hand appealingly.
e. She retreated farther, saying wi
re disapproyal, Much hair!'
IS Wilcox laid his hand on his brea
at returning, Much heart!"
ne Him white" said the Indian, swiI
,e. ing himself upon his horse Him sa
pit your life. Some time me come Wis
"a come eat, come stay with you"
Ter AS he wheeled about she held {
II her arms toward him, crying wild
er. Don't go! Don't leave me! Him mu
.pt hairr'
nd The Indian dashed away with'
us turning his head.
M "Good Lord, honey" exclaimed Y
of lock, at his wits ends, "don't cry!
he can't do nothing If you cry. We
lly you come look at your new homer?
'ut Hole In the ground!' cried the
desperately II want my tepee. Al
his a prairie dog?
In "No, honey, you amt. You and
OF Is both white, and we ought to live
rth gether. It amt right for you to
with red people that kills and bu
to your own kith and kim"
sal She looked at him repellently thro'
oor her streaming ears. "Big hair!
,ys cried. big hai'r
to "And must / cut it off? I'll M
vas my head as smooth as yonder b
ON headed mountail peak IL It'll keep
hus from crying"
he Her sobbing grew less violent.
the spite his feroe ious aspect, no
could remain j, ner heart at sigh
f a that distressed countenance, at SO
self Of those conciliadory tones.
pen 'sI'm going to do whatever you
the honey. and you're going to be
the queen Of the cove. Amt you n.
ins been lonesome among all them red
ln.f ils2 Amt Won missed Your moor m