Bisbee daily review., 1921-12-31
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Harold and return him to Virginia. This smirch in Harolds life was d question for the two to settle between them
 It did, however, complicate the work of regeneration. Bill had known squaw men before, and few of them had ever regenerated.
 Harold shrugged once more. And IS 1t anybody's business but my own?" he asked
 Tt hadn't ought to be, but it is,' was the answer. Its my business, and somebody else's, too." He turned to the woman. You're Joe Robin sons sister, Sipdy, aren't you?"
 Then you left Buckshot Dan-to come here and live with this white man?"
 Harold turned to her with a snarl. Don't answer him, Sindy. It's none of his business" Then his smolder- ing eyes met Bills. Now we've talk ed enough. You can go"
 we got one question, Lounsbury- do you think, by any .chance-you've got any manhood left? Do you think you're rotten clear through?"
 Harold leaped then, savage as a wolf, and instantly his rifle swung in his arms. Bills form, impassive before, seemed simply to waken with life. Seemingly with one motion he Wrenched the gun from the mans hand and sent him spinning against the wall. ,.s,
 Before you start anything more," hear what I've got to offer you" His voice lowered, and the words came rather painfully. It's your one chance, Lounsbury - to come back. Virginia Fremont has come into the North, looking for you. She's at my camp. She wants to take you back with her"
 Lounsbury's voice caught with strange, sobbing sound. Virginia up here?" he cried. Does she know about-this-." He indicated the cabin interior, and all it meant, with one sweep of his arm.
 'Of course net. How could she? Whether you tell her or not is a mat ter for you and she to decide. She's come to find you - and bring you back
 My God! To the States?"
 "Of course"
 For the instant the black wrath had left his face, and his thought swung backward to his own youth - to the days he had known Virginia in far off city. He was more than a little awed at this manifestation of her love-
 But quickly the expression of his face changed, and Bill couldn't have explained the wave of revulsion that surged through shim. He only knew blind desire to tear with his strong fingers those leering lips before him. Harold was lost in insidious specula- tiOns. He remembered the girls beauty, the grace and litheness of her form, the holy miracle of her kisses. Opposite him sat his squaw -swarthy, unclean, shapeless. Perhaps it wasn't too late yet
 You won't tell her-about Sindy?"
 Not as long as you're decent. That's for you to settle for yourself whether she finds out about her"
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 Build a fire and put on some water to heat-fill up every pan you have, Pill instructed Sindy.
 Whats that for?' Harold asked.
 You didn't think I was going to take you looking like you do, do you into Virginia's presence? The first l thing on the program is-a bath" He once moro to Sindy. And see | what you can do about this gentle {, mans clothes, too; if he's got any clean underwear or any other togs, | load 'em out"
 Anything else?" Harold asked sar- castically.
 Yes. shave, And when you bathe. | bathe all over-don't spare your face or your hair. Water may seem strange ! at first, but you'll get used to it."
 An hour wrought profound and | change in the mans appear ance. He had conscientiously gone to ! work to cleanse himself. and he had | succeeded. His hair. dull before, was a glossy dark brown now, he had | shaved off the matted growth about his lips, leaving only T small. neat his hair was trimmed and parted. The mans skin had also resumed it's natural shade.
 For the first time Bill realized that | Harold was really a rather handsome man.
 "There's one thing. before we start" Bill said. "I want you to tell these understrappers of yours to take that squaw and clear out of Clear. water"
 The half-breeds. understanding per fectly, looked to Harold for confirma- tion. J
 "Go. as he says" Harold djrected : \
 One asked a ouestiOIi i'm the Indian 
 Harold glanced once at Bills face. saw by his expression that he was baffled. and answered in the same language.
 Once more the Indian questioned, and Harold hesitated an instant. as if seeking an answer t seemed to the Dther white man that his eye fell on