Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-08-19
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BY MARY HARTWELL CATHERWOOD
, -, Copyright by Boubs-Nierrln Company

necessary for me to have something of
my own; to have love from somebody!
Collapsed and detected, + crcpt down
the tree and back to the life that was
now forced upon me whether I wished to
continue it or not. Belonging nowhere
/ remembered my refuge !a the new
world of books.
Lying stretched in the boat with oars
shipped drifting and turning on the
crooked lake, | took exact stock Of my
position in the world, and marked out my
future.
These things were known:
l was not an Indian.
l had been adopted into the family OF
Chief Williams
Money was sent through an agent in
New York for my support and education
There were scars on my wrists, ankles
arm and eyebrow.
These scars identified me in Madame
de Terriers mind and Madame Tanks
mind as a person from the other side of
the world
| had formerly been deadened in mind
! was now keenly alive.
These things were not known:
Who | was.
who sent money for my support and
education.
How | became SCARED.
What man had placed me among the
Indians.
For the future l bound myself with
three laws
TO leave alone the puzzle of my past,
To study with all my might and
strength
When | was grown and educated, to
come back to my adopted people, the
lroquois, draw them to some place where
they could thrive, and by training and
education make them an empire, and my
self their leader.
The pale-skIn's loathing of the red race
had not then entered my imagination. 1
said i'm conclusions:
Indians have taken care Of me; they
shall be my brothers"
CHAPTER VI.
T1HE zigzag track of the boat repre-
i scnted a rift widening between me
and my past. I sat up and took the oars.
feeling older and stronger.
1t was primitive man, riding between
the highlands. unCumbered, free to grasp
what was before him.
De Chaumont did not believe in and
was Indifferent to the waif whom his
position of great seigneur obliged him to
protect. What did care? / had been
hidden among the Indians by kindred or
guardians humane enough not to leave
me destitute They should not trouble
my thoughts and neither-I told myself
like an lndian-should the imaginings of
women.
a boy minds no labor in following his
caprices, The long starlit pull ! reckoned
as nothing; and slipped to my room when
daylight was beginning to surprise the
dancers.
1t was so easy to avoid people in the
spaciousness of De Chaumorts manor
that l did not again see the young Bona
parte nor any of the guest except
Croghan. They slept all the following
day, and the third day separated
CrogLan found my room before leaving
with his party, and we talked as well as
we could, and shook hands at parting
The Impressions of that first year stay
in my mind as I have heard the i'm
pressions of childhood remain.
1t was perhaps a kind OF brief child
hood, swift i'm it's changes, and running
parallel with the development of youth.
Ny measure being sent to New York by
DE Chaumont, had a complete new out
MT in clothes; coat, waistcoat and small
clothes, neckwear, Tuffles and shirts,
buckle shoes, stockings of mild yarn for
cold weather and thread stockings. Like
most Of the things for which we yearn.
when | got them l did not like them as
well as the milan garments they obliged
me to shed.
Skenedonk camo to see me nearly every
day' and sat still as long as he could
while / toied at books. 1 did not tell
him how nearly / had disgraced us both
by running secretly away to camp. So
! was able TO go back and pay visits with
dignity and be taken seriously, instead of
encountering the ridlcule that falls upon
retreat
NV father was neither pleased nor dis
pleased, He paid my accounts exactly.
before the camp broke up for the winter,
making Skenedonk his agent My mother
Marianne offered me food as she would
have offered it to Count de Chaumont;
and 1 ate 1t, sitting on a mat as a guest.
our children particularly the elder ones,
looked me over with gravity. and re-
Trained from saying anything about my
clothes.
Our IroquoIs went north before snow
few, and the cabins stood empty, leaves
drifting through fireholes in the bark
thatch.
There have been students greedy OF
knowledge. / seemed hollow with the
fasting of a lifetime My master al first
tried to bind me to times; he had never
encountered so boundless an appetite AS
soon as I woke in the morning / reached
for book, and as days became darker.
for tinder to light a candle. / studied in
cessantly, dashlng out at intervals 10
lake or woods. and returning after wild
activity, with increased zest TO the print
ed world. Ny mind appeared to resume a
faculty 1t had suspended, and to resume
with incredible power, Magnetized by
books, 1 cared for nothing else That
first winter ! gained hold on English and
Latin, on French reading. mathematics.
and history. My master was
an oxford man, and when reused from
dawdling, a scholar. He grew foolishly
proud and fond OF what he called my
prodigious advance.
De ChaumOnt's library was a luscious
field. and Doctor Chantry was permitted
to turn me loose In it, so that the books
were almost like my own I carried them
around hid IN my breast; my coatskirts
were weighted with books. There were
Plutarchs Lives In the old French Of
Amyot. over which I laboFed; a French
Of Homer; corneille's TRACE