Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1916-11-17

an Indian trader admits he may have
done some better than to have come
out even, we can guess what that
MEANS
Nom dun chien!" grumbled Dupont.
saint the risk to count?'
ut has been an unnecessary risk for
you to keep your daughter on the res
ervation after the killing of Mr.. No
gen. reproved Hardy. Il presume she
is now going away not to return until
the trouble has passed.
"You are quite mistaken, Captain
Hardy" said the girl. II am going for
the drive and to send off mail order.
We can rely on the police. Anyway,
none of the tribe would hurt me-
Dupont scratched his head and NUT
tered: "Well, mebbe so. You can't al
ways tell what they'll do"
"Nhy, Perez" exclaimed Marie, "you
know there's not the slightest danger
to me.''
"Well, mebbe MOTTO you," he ac-
guessed.
"Yet it will be advisable for you to
remain away until have the situation
we'll in hand" said Hardy.
The girls eyes flashed at the slight
suggestion of dictation. "I'll do as I
please, thank you,'' she rejoined.
"In this instance you may" agreed
Hardy, "since your father admits that
you are in no danger. Otherwise I
would order you to remain away"
"You'd dare to order me?"
Certainly. You should know the
scope Of the agents authority. 1t in
cludes the right to order off the reser-
walton anyone not a member of the
tribe"
The girl smiled mockingly. "You for
get told you am quarterbreed."
"NTarie!" demonstrated Vandcrvyn.
"Aiind your own BUSINESS She
flashed back at him. Il am not
ashamed that I'm q member of the
tribe, and / don't care how soon he
knows it, even if he is an officer Of
your little American army"
She turned upon Hardy, flushed, de-
faint, naughty. "My mother was the
granddaughter of Sitting Bull. What
have you to say to that, Mr.. West
Pointer?"
Nothing, Miss Dupont, unless" he
paused, smiled and continued-''unless
it is to remark that am glad the po-
lice are so near"
The girls eyes flashed with anger,
With a swift movement she bent over
and snatched her driving-whip from
it's socket on the dashboard and stood
poised, the whip appraised to strike.
Dupont's heavy jowl dropped. Van
deryyn swung his rifle around his
large blue eyes glinting with eagerness.
Hardy faced the girl with no change in
his smile. Had his steady gaze wavered
for an instant, she would have slashed
him across the face.
"Yoa-you she whispered. ''Twit
me With the treacherous killing of my
great-grandfather, would you?'
"Treacherous? How is that?" he
asked
lie was murdered-by the police 70
she cried. "You know it,"
y beg your pardon" he replied. 81
had not the slightest idea of abiding
to what to you must be a painful oc-
eurrence. But, since you have referred
to it, wish to say that you are misin-
formed. Sitting Bull was shot while
| resisting arrest. The police were act
Ing under orders. The man who shot
the chief had first been shot by one Of
the chiefs men,"
The scarlet that famed in the girls
cheeks deepened to crimson. Her gaze
wavered. Instead of striking Hardy,
the whip dashed down across the backs
of the team. The young broncos
plunged and jumped forward; they
whirled the blackboard down the slope
away from the river.
The girls companions jerked their
ponies about to gallop after her. Hardy
spoke to them in peremptory com-
mand: "Wait! Dupont, 1 shall ask
you to bring my baggage from the rail-
road. Here come the police. 1 shall
detail four of their number to 60 with
you as escort"
''We don't need no escort" said Du-
pOnt. 'Do we, Mr.. Van?"
'They will go in place Of Mr.. Van.
aervyn," explained Hardy. II must
ask him to accompany me to the
agency"
The young man looked the new agent
up and down with an insolent smile on
his handsome, boyish face. "What if
do not choose to go back?
continued next week.