The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1915-11-04

to their tent ana 1 tells them of the
curiosities and good points Of these
mountains and gets 'em to come on a
sort of picnic to explore. So here they
comes, and they gets scattered, what
with Bill and Lahoma and me taking
different ways. They liked Lahoma
first time they see her, as a matter Of
course. And so that Miss Sellimer she
gets separated from all the rest. and
I shows her dandy hiding place where
nobody couldn't find her, and l shows
her what a good joke it would be to
pretend to be lost. So l leaves her
there to go to tell her crowd she dares
'em to find her. Are you hstening?"
.Of course"
We'll, while she was setting there
waiting to be searched for of "a sudden
great big Injun In a blanket and
feathers and red paint jumps down be-
side her and grabs her and picks her
up, and about as quick as she knew
anything she was gagged and bound
and being bore along through the air.
/ reckon it was terrible moment for
her. Now, there is Il crevice in the top
Of the mountain that nobody don't
never explore because it's just crack
in the rock that amt to be climbed out
Of without ladder So the Injun car
ries her there and let's her down with
a rope that 1t seems he must Of had
handy somewhere, and he puts out, and
| there she is In holler In the mountain.
not able to move or cry out no more
than If she'd been captured by regu-
lar highwayman."
Wilfred stared at Wilcox in COM
plete bewilderment. Wilcox chuckled.
There was a terrible time." remark
ed Bill
Dark was a-coming on before the
party got plumb scared" Wilcox con-
tinued. but they brushed and combed
that mountain looking for the poor lost
lady, and as tells 'em she's abiding
a-purpose they think it a pore sort OF
joke till midnight catches 'em mighty
serious. 1t must Of been awful for
pore Miss Sellimer, all bound and
gagged in that horrible way, but 1t
/ takes heroic treatment to get some
/ cures. and so Lahoma went with 'em
/ to spend the winter"
But the Indian
Needn't think about him no more.
son; we got no more use for that lnjun.
i Well ON the next day Lahoma is look
ing everywhere. being urged on by me.
and. 10 and behold. when she comes to
that crevice-looked like she couldn't
be induced to go there of her own will.
but it was brung about finally-what
does she see but tomahawk lying
right ut the edge what must have been
dropped there recent or the crowd
would have saw it the day before. 1t
come to her that Miss Sellimer is a
prisoner down below. She looks. but
it's too dark to see nothing. Not tell
ing nobody for fear Of starting up false
hopes. she gets light and lowers it,
and there is that miserable young wo-
man, bound and gagged and her pretty
dress all tore. Lahoma jumps to her
feet to raise the cry, when she dis
covers ladder under bowlder which
| the Injun must have put there mean
ing to descend to his victim when the
coast was clear. Down she skins and
frees Miss Sellimer who's half dead
pore young lady! Lahoma comes up
the ladder and meets me, and / car
ries her out just like a feather Well
can't you imagine the rest? | reckon
If Miss Sellimer lives thousand years
she'll never forget the awfulness oi
that big Injun and the angel sweetness
Of the little gal that saved her. Why
IL Lahoma had asked for the rings of
her fingers she could have had en-
Wilfred rose and went to stare at thu
darkness from the small square win
dow. Not word was spoken fol
some time. At last the silence wal
broken by the Indian-"Ughr' gruntet
Red Feather.
Just sor' remarked Wilfred. witt
exceeding dryness.
What are you thinking. Wilfred? !?
demanded Brick Wilcox
I'D have thought Lahoma woul'
recognize the ladder"
$50 she done, but couldn't the Injul
have stole my ladder and carried,it t
that bowlder? Just as soon as Mis-
Sellimer was well enough to trave
nothing couldn't hold her In thes
parts. and that's why your brother ha'
to leave before seeing you-he's settin
to Miss Sellimer. and If Lahoma don
J git him away from her reckon he
a goner!'
Bill Atkins spoke vaguely. 1T wash
none OF my doings."
Wilfred looked steadily at Willock
"What about your whiskers?"
"Oh, as to them, 1t was like oil
times. You takes cloth and cuts
out-painted red. Pshaw! What are W
talking of? Bill. let's show him he
letter. What do you say?"
II reckon 1t wouldn't hurt" Bill cor
ceded. who'll read it?'
"Let Wilfred do the deed" Willoc
suggested.
Wilfred drew the only stool in th
: room up beside the lantern. and Bi
and Brick disposed themselves on til
bench. Red Feather. his beady eye
: fastened on the young mans face. 8;
: gracefully erect. apparently alert to q
that was going on.
Continued in neat 10eeE's Bonner.