Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1916-01-20

den paths Hour after hour thew
threaded the familiar way. and pres
emily the forest lightened fell away
left them at the steep shore OF the
Siletz river. gurglins along in the
darkness, swift and shallow.
Fields and pastures lay here upon
right and left and cabins stood squat In
the shadows This was the headquar
ters of the reservation. Through the
small settlement. up lane and across
a woods.lot went the trio. and pres
emily Siletz drew rein where a sorry
shack crouched forlornly beneath
mammoth fir The sound brought to
its door a bent figure that came and
stood at Black Bolts head like a
shadow.
Siletz spoke in jargon. slid down
trailed the reins on the earth and en-
tered the little house
An hour later she stood against its
closed door, facing dusky circle OF
seuatting figures. her trim form
straight in the lamplight her shirt
open bit at the throat. her slim
hands eloquent in quiet gestures
Near the pine table that held the
titful light stood old Kolawmie, q
splendid illustration of the white
mans ways
He might have been fifty years OF
age, he might have been a hundred
Pure blood of chiefs ran in his veins
and he had memories of the time when
the Oregon country reached from the
Sacramento. About him gathered q
silent CIRCLE young men who could
speak good English and write essays
on the evolution of man. older ones
who accepted the modern modes with
reservations, and few like himself of
the ancient time.
To them Siletz was speaking.
Trouble has fallen upon the Night
Wind" she said sweetly, land she
comes to her friends for help. Sandry
at the camp is deserted by his men
The camp fails. the work is stopped.
the engines are silent at their posts.
and a big contract that means much
is ready to be lost-and Hampden of
the Yellow Pines laughs in glee, for he
has done this thing. Men there are
not in the country-and to go to Port
land means loss of time on the great
contract. Therefore Sandry sits with
his head in his hands, thus"
With swift art she bent her dark
head forward upon her palms, dropped
her slim shoulders, and instantly De
spair doomed before the dusky circle
For which the heart of S'letz sick
ems, for she is Sandry's woman"
There was silence for a space The
girl was an artist.
she would help him. Therefore
she comes to her friends, whose hearts
are large with friendship. though their
hands are soft with leisure The ST
letz need not work Will they give
the free gift of labor for the Night
Winds man?'
1t was heart-speech, il was in jar
gon and it was successful. for with
the early dawn, blue-gray with mist
and sun shot with crimson, Sandry
who had not slept. standing with fur
rowed brows on the office step, heard
sounds Of hoofs at the valleys head
He looked and beheld cavalcade o,
horsemen. riding with ease on their
ragged ponies. and led by Siletz upon
Black Bolt, who still stepped proudly
after his day-and-nights tourney.
while Coosnah rolled with swinging
ears at his side
Here said the girl as she rode up
they will work for the big contract.
And she slid down with a little sigh
of WEAKNESS before Sandry could Of
fer his arms
GOSH" said Daily to himself in the
shadow of the office. the Siwashes!.
Mr. Sandry," he said to the owner
when the long tables were filled In
every place with the best Of the van
ishing tribe that Sietz could pick.
I'm kickin' myself that didn't think
of the Indians myself though Lord
knows e we can whip EN- in line. TOR
II would take the devil himself to
make a Siwash work"
but il did not take his majesty. II
tnos only the word of kolawmie. who
gad given command which a quiet
naifhreed who seemed the leader or
the crew arQessly repeated to Sandry
We will work till the contract s
saved" he said; in giving to you we
give to Sletz. who is your woman"
And Sandry, astosnded beyond meas
nre. opened his mouth and closed it
without speech.
And it was work indeed for all San
dry himself as he had grimly threat
, ened once. Learned how" and tended
hook Collins took Hastings place al
/. the reading donkey. selecting a slim.
J brown boy as fireman while the fore
man proved his worth dozen times
. over, by being everywhere at once,
| by filing things down 10 the moat
rigid system, by planning. executing
finishing, with the hand and mind of
an artist
It would have been contrary to nu.