The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-12-09

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mo, by Heaven, He'd Want Her tc
Go Through"
of something which land Walter
also-had not intended to make known
at present. l am Mr.. Sandry's prom
Used wife and as such l will take
charge Of him"
All her life had this woman taken
chances, sharp chances, fraught with
swift danger and trying to nerve and
skill, but never had she done harder
thing than to face this little group OF
Westerners whose instinct matched
her art
They turned upon her In thunder
stricken silence-the doctor with a
clean amaze, the Indians In stoical
quiet, Ma Daily with an establishment
that was only the forerunner of antag-
onistic reaction. But of them all 1t
was the face of Siletz, fallen upon her
knees beside the cot, that shook the
heart in her, chilled her bold spirit.
1t lifted itself. painting. white and
awful, it's lips where the broken Sign
stood plainly out, fallen apart and col
orless. The dark eyes stared upon her
with an uncomprehending horror that
frritated her.
Il know something Of nursing and
Wen do out best"
But here Siletz sprang up to her
slim height and her voice smote the
hushed room like the swapping Of a
taut wire.
mol" she cried in anguished pro
test mol He kissed me and l am
his woman!"
They faced each other across the
unconscious form of the man, these
two women from the ends of the earth,
and war raised it's banner between
them. Unnoticed, the four Indians
shifted gently until they stood, back
ground for the pallid girl in the rough
western garb. Miss Ordway smiled
though a hard brilliance came into her
face.
Perhaps" she said. "He has kissed
many. 1t is the way Of the outside
world"
She turned to the physician.
when do you think he will recover
consciousness?
Her cool voice terminated the scene. |
She was mistress of the hour.
With both hands extended before |
her Siletz went blindly out into the |
sunlight. She stood a moment, her |
breath coming and going in great |
gasps, like that of a doe mortally |
wounded, and in her eyes was no light
Like the wounded doe. she fed to |
the hills for sanctuary. Coosnah |
swung into his pace behind her; and |
after an hours climb they |
reached the great fir stump on the |
crest of the ridge. Here the girl flung |
herself on her knees, gripping her
braids in savage fingers, and for wild |
space something within her that she
had never known in all her life arose
and shook her. She had gone back a
thousand years. Blind rage was upon
her-she wanted to fight as the pre-
historic female fought for her mate.
So she knelt and rocked in the lust
OF fury while the little clouds sailed
in an azure sky and the hill streams
trickled to the valleys, and suddenly
a bird in high pine top dropped a
string Of notes. clear, silvery, spar
king, tor all the world like the dia-
mond notes of flute and instantly she
under them. covering her eyes
In instructive guilt.
THE Preacher" she gasped aloud
"oh, father! What have l done! RI
have shut my ears to the winds of
Godi"
When, an hour later, she came up
on the cook-shack porch and stood
leaning In the doorway. spent with
her wild passion. Ma Daily grimly fed
the fire in the range, setting about
the supper for the men left at camp
Mother said Silets duly, she
lied"
"Yes-I know It. But what you goin'
o do, child? You love him an you're
'ight-so would l eff was thirty year
for he's q man, East or no
Cast" Il
The general turned to her work and
sigh heaved her ample breast. Il
It's all IN the days work." she
bought, AN you had to take your
hanct, Johnny-but you're strong, my
on, you're q strong man-like yer
laddy." i
So began strange time in camp.
Daily came home in three days, eager
md grim-lipped, and in the pocket OF,
lis flannel shirt he carried the big
heck for which Sandry had worked
md struggled. He had delivered the
aft in safety. along with the scaler's
'eport, receiving the payment which