Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-11-16
0aao ALFRED a .kNoeFINe @as3M eA ssEv.esstSs:

Not till then did he avert his gaze,
and turn again to the store. The
great man of the company was still
talking to the h~alf-breed, and the
other half-breed had risen from his
seat and was staring into the store.
He looked round as Stane ap-
preached him.
"By gar" he said enthusiastically,
dat one very fine squaw-girl dere."
Stane looked forward through the
open doorway, and standing near the
long counter, watching a tall indian
bartering with the factor, saw the
beautiful Indian girl from the neigh
boring camp. He nodded an affirm
alive and seeing an opportunity to
obtain information turned and spoke
TO the man.
Eyes, but that girl there with Mr..
Ainley@'
"Oui, m'sieu. But she no squaw-
girl. She grand person who make
re tour with re governor"
"And Mr.. Ainley, what is he doing
at Fort Malsun?"
"Ah, M'sieu Ainleyi He also is &c
great man. He is to be among the
governors-one day. He also visits
ze posts, and will no doubt travel
WITH &c bONG A III "AiC3 PAChS5
he IS"
Stane made no vocal reply to this.
He nodded carelessly and passed
into the store. Factor Rodwell
looked round as he entered, and sur
veyed him with a measuring eye, as
if taking stock of Il @ acquaint-
ance, then gave him q curt nod and
resumed his barter with the Indian.
His assistant being also busy for the
moment, Stane turned towards the
Indian girl whose liquid eyes were
regarding him shyly, and addressed
her in her native dialect.
Little sister, why did you run
from me yesterday"
"I had never seen such a man be-
fore.p
Never seen n white man beforei"
he cried in mock amazement.
az did not say that l had never
seen a white man before. / ave
seer many. The priest up at Fort of
God, the doctor priest at the Last
Hope, the factor there. and M'siel
Ainley who came TO camp yester-
night. And there is also this fat man
they call the governor-a great chief
it is said; though he does not look
as such a great one should look.
Yes, have seen many white men,
but none like thee before"
Hubert Stane was routed once
more by the girls direetness, but
strove to recover himself by a re-
turn of compliments.
well" he laughed, "for that MAJ
Ter there are none so many like thy
self in tho world. | wonder what
thv name is?"
The girl flushed with pleasure 1T
tire compliment, and answered his
question without reserve.
81 am Miskodeed."
''The Beauty of the Spring. Then
thou art well named, little sister
The girl flushed with pleasure
Tho flame that had lept in her darS
eyes at their first meeting burned
once more. and where, but for M
interruption. the conversation would
have drifted can only be conjeetured.
But at the precise moment the tall
Indian called to her.
"Miskodeed."
The girl moved swiftly to him and
with a gesture that was almost royal
the Indian pointed to a pile or trade
goods heaped upon the long counter.
The girl gathered as much as was
DoSSiplt III Hti diHi7, nv 9N"5SNh3N
with her load from the store. and as
Factor Rodwell nodded to him, HUI
bert Stane moved I'M the counter,
and began to give his order.
II was quite late in the afternoon
when the opportunity he sought wa
given to him. Impelled by the mer-
est curiosity he had strolled over to
the Indian tepees and had there en-
countered M~iskodeed teaching a
puppy-dog tricks. He had stopped
to speak to her. and was still en-
gagged in q rather one-sided CONVEX
sation when the sound of English
voices caused him to turn round.