Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1931-10-22

Well" shouted Sabra In the tones
of Felice venable herself. eff you do
90 You needn't come hack" She
marched ont to the front porch. where
the sight Of the lonngIng Gin only
aggravated her annoyance.
This ends 1t. That girl has got to
leave"
What grlf"
Ruby. Twenty women this after
noon. and she says she's going to the
reservation, They'll be here at half
past two II was rather incoherent.
but Gin. surprisingly enough, seemed
to understand.
"Rnf she told yon a month ago"
Told me what? How do yon
know"
Because she told me she told you,
ever so long ago"
Maybe she did She never men,
TONED IL agaiD. | can't be expected to
remember every time the Indians have
one Of the powwows. told her she
couldn't 90. She's in there getting
ready. We'll. this ends IT. She needn't
come hack"
She f1nunced into the kitchen There
stood mild-mannered Young Indian
girl unknown To her
what do YOU wantf"
II am here" the girl answered. COM
posedlv ito take RUBY Big EIk's place
this afternoon. nm Cherokee She
told ME to come" She plucked Ruhy's
blue and white checked Bingham
kitchen apron of the hook behind the
door and tied ii around her waist.
Well" gasped Sahra, relieved. but
still angry. Through the kitchen win
dow she saw Gin htrhing up the two
pintos to the racy little yellow phaeton
that Yaneey had bought She must
run out and fell him before he left
He had seemed disturbed. She was
glad he was clearing out. She liked
having the men folks out OF the way
when afternoon company was due.
Ruhv's door opened. The girl came
out. Her appearance was amazing.
She wore dress Of white doeskin
hanging straight from shoulders to
ankles. and as soft and piahle as vel
vet. The hem was fringed. Front.
sleeves. collar were finely beaded In
an Intricate pattern that was more
like embroidery than beading. On her
feet were moccasins In ivory white and
as exqulsitely headed AS the dress. It
was the robe Of princess. Her dark
Indian eyes were alive. Her skin
seemed to glow in contrast with the
garment The girl was, for the mo-
mpnt. almost beautiful.
Hello. Theresa Jump. This
Is Theresa jump SHE will do my
work this day. ! have told her. I
will he back tomorrow morning"
She walked slowly out OF the house
by way Of the Kitchen door. across the
yard with her slow insolent dragging
step. A stab OF suspicion cut Sabra.
She flew to the hack porch. stood there
a moment Ruby Big Elk walked
slowly toward the harm Gin drove
out with the phaeton and pintos. He
saw the Indian woman in her white
doeskin dress. His eyes shone.
enormous. He lifted his head as
though to breathe deeply. At that look
in his face Sahra ran across the yard.
One hand was at her breast. as though
an Indian arrow had pierced her.
Ruby had set one foot in its cream
white moccasin on the buggy step.
Gin held out his free hand.
Sahra reached them. painting. where
are you going?'
I'm driving Ruby out to the reser-
vation.'
NO. you're not No. you're not"
She put one hand In futile gesture
on the buggy wheel, as though to stop
them by main force. She knew she
must not lose her dignity before this
Indian Woman-before her son. Yet
this thing was, to her way of think
ing monstrous.
Ito be continued)