The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1926-12-03
CHAPTER VIII-Continued

Lydia. You get along all right with
out the reservation, why shouldn't the
other Indians. I don't understand"
mo, you don't understand" replied
Charlie, you're like most of the other
whites around here. You see chance
to get land and you'd cruelty each
other if you needed to, to get it. What
chance do Indians stand? But / tell
you this his voice sank to hoarse
whisper and his eyes looked far be
yond her, eff there is a God of the
Indians as we'll as the whites, you'll
pay some day! You'll pay as we are
paying"
Lydia shivered. 'Don't talk so,
Charlie. l wish l knew all about it,
the truth about it. If l was a man,
you bet before / voted I'd find out"
Look here, LYDIA" exclaimed Char
lie, "why don't you come up on the
reservation for a camping trip, next
summer, for a week or SOP
Costs too much" said Lydia.
wouldn't, either. / can get tents
and it wouldn't cost you anything but
your share Of the food. Kent'll go and
maybe one of the teachers would chap
eron."
Lydia's eyes kindled. Gee, Char
lie, perhaps it could be fixed! / got
nine months to earn the money in. It's
something to look forward to-
Charlie nodded and moved away.
you'll learn things up there you never
dreamed Of" he said.
The conversation with John Levine
did not take place until the Sunday
before the election. The fight in the
congressional district had increased in
bitterness as it went on. Family feuds
developed. Ancient family skeletons
regarding the pine CRAFTS and Indian
footing saw the light of day.
On the Saturday week before cleo
ton Lydia went to pay her duty call
on Margery. Elviry admitted her.
'Margeryll be right down." said Ell
viry. "She's just finished her nap
"Her what?" inquired Lydia, politely.
"Her nap. A New York beauty doc
tor told me to have her take one every
day. She went to the hop last night.
She looked lovely in a cream chiffon.
One of the college professors asked
who was that little beauty. Come in,
Margery."
Margery strolled into the room in
a bright red kimono. "How de do,
LYDIA" she said.
"Hello, Margery. Want to play pa
per dolls?"
paper dolls" shrieked Elviry.
"Why, Lydia, you are tifteen!''
81 don't care" replied Lydia obsti.
nately. 81 still play 'em once in a
while"
81 haven't touched one since last
spring." said Margery. want to see
my New York clothes?'
"No, thank you" answered Lydia.
"Pd just as soon not. I've got to get
home right away"
whats in that big bundle?" asked
Elviry, pointing to the huge paper
parcel in Lydia's lap.
Nothing" she said shortly, looking
at the rope portieres in the doorway.
81 got new ones in the East" said
Elviry, following her glance. "Shells
strung together. But 1 put 'em uI
only when we have parties. Who
made your shirtwaist, Lydia?
81 did" answered Lydia, not with
out pride.
81 thought So" commented Elviry
81 don't suppose your fathers had 9
raise, yet. He amt that kind. Does
he pay Levine any rent for that cot
tage?"
"Of course, every month !" exclaimed
Lydia, Indignantly.
"Oh! l just asked! Your fathers
been talking strong for him at the
pillow factory, they say, and we JUS
wondered He's old enough to be your
father, but you're getting to be 6
young lady now, Lydia, and it's very
bad for your reputation to be seer
with him. You haven't any mother
and / must speak"
81 don't see how John Levine's rep
utation about Indians or pine lands
can hurt me any," protested Lydia
angrily, "and / just think you're the
impolitest person | know"
The front door slammed as sht
spoke and Dave Marshall came in.
"Hello Well, Lydia, this is sigh
for sore eyes Thought you'd forgot
ten u.s." He looked from his two WON
en- folks to Lydia "What've you twt
been saying now?' he asked gruffiy.
FNvirv tossed her head. "Nothin,