The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-11-18
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But Siletz looked from his face
down to the nand upon her arm. The
blood rose slowly in her dusky cheeks
and when she raised her eyes again
they were dim with the same look oil
Intoxication as had come with the mad
ness of the rushing wind on Black
Bolts back.
"Yes," she said dreamily, Il am the
Night Wind. That's what they call me
my friends the Indians. But how
did you know?"
Il didn't. / Just heard the words in
my heart. They are right"
He did not remove his hand, and
silence fell between them while they
stood gazing into each others eyes.
Sandry saw the heavy look In hers. the
dull fire that bespoke very drunken
ness OF emotion, and In another mo-
ment he had lost his head. Without
thought, as simply as the first runner
OF those forests took what he wanted,
he leaned forward and kissed her,
softly. lightly, on her smooth cheek.
Her eyes darkened perceptibly and
she covered her face with her hands.
In sudden great embarrassment
Saudry stood silent beside her, his
heart pounding and his manhood al
ready upbraiding him. He searched
his clearing brain for some word of
apology, some contrite expression, but
found none, and the next moment
could not in any case have spoken 1t;
for Siletz lifted her face and 1t was |
gloritied. The intoxication had drifted |
away from her features, leaving them
bare in the utter simplicity OF the pri-
meyal woman, and there was in them
4 white fire of self-surrender.
Without woodland Sandry knew
that she could not speak
she turned to Black Bolt, threw the
ems over his head, crouched beside
lin on little lift OF moss and leaped
Upward. He watched her land on the
Iorse's blanketed back with that in
mitable grace or the wild, turn and
ide swiftly down one OF the mysteri-,
JUS paths whose nodding ferns closed
fter her. Coosnah, following with a
1.-THE rolling of all his huge muscles,
asst a lowering glance backward at
he man.
The incident had taken all the help
illness out of the day and the wilder
ess. and Sandry wendell his way slow
back to camp, arriving just in time
)r supper. Siletz tended the table In
er usual silence. but when she
cached him she was constrainedly
oof, as II fearing to break spell by
word or touch. Once he looked up :
her. striving for recognition, but
10 avoided his eyes and to save his :.
10 he could not repress the wild :
rill that had betrayed him in the
lis, though he was conscious OF an
II flushing hot upon IT, He suffered :,
very real humiliation In that he had !.
far forgotten his training, his sense =
the fitness of things, as to kiss this
Id mountain creature. His ances- !.
ii blood rose up in condemnation. :,
The next few days were crowded
Il to overlooking with work and he :.
d aside all personal perplexities :"
10 first raft of logs. great cigar =
aped monster, laced together in all :.
length and breadth with giant ~
aims. lay In the backwater at Toledo "a.
ldy for its voyage into the world be-
nd.
\ crew of river drivers was picked -
m among the men and all was In
Idiness save for a draft of direc- y.
MS which was 10 be given, along :,
h the raft, into the custody Of Cap :.
Il Graftz of the long dun-colored -
amer that would stand in across O.
bar at Newport on the twenty ~
tn.
andry thrilled with contemplation ~
the great, reddish-brown floor,
htly raised in the center. sloping
tly to the sides. It's building had ~,
n thing of wonder TO him, II ~
lid in all probability scatter to the sn
s of the earth, and it's worth ran 81
into five figures. He watched its
arturo, an impressive matter of A.,
;gish rising with the tide, of al -.
Il imperceptible motion and then of -.
NNbAN opNth Nlitii NdlAAON ~ nNaS
d toward the ocean. Then he a.,
led back to his logging camp with =
aightened joy in the new life. -.
hat night he wrote to the white ."
ed gentleman who was then going r. r.
ed under siiken covers with the aid -. .,,''
he faithful Higgins; and his letter ''
long and brilliant, touched with
cheer and hope. that light of S a.
kening strength and ability which
beginning to stir his heart to itS
ldation. J-
Ah!" said Mr.. Wilton Sandry when -. ~,
.ot that letter, looking down on the
cant Of Riverside drive in its win A.
livery, what boy he is! What a s,s,
The metal is beginning to ring" -. 80.
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