Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1934-05-09
well Of course

Ies, vi cUuI6St 1hal . IL 1uht y
always 1t from the white mans
viewpoint. Well. old dear. you can
Just hold yourself in readiness to
ball me out Of Jail, for I may need
1t. I'm going over to that school
and get those youngsters and take
them back to that hogan. IL It's the
last thing / do. School Ia already
out for the season, and that fat
Satter hasn't taken the trouble TO
return them or to even tell the IA
Their where to come for them. Can
you beat that for sheer downright
meanness? II you don't need the
car, I'll take 1t and go over to the
school sometime this week-maybe
day after tomorrow. o. K,
Serge?"
20. K, honey. I'll begin looking
round for bail In tie meantime In
ease you find something you can
use as an excuse to hop the school
authorities"
Sonya was az good as her word.
On Wednesday of that week she
took the disreputable old a and
set out across the wild and lonely
land in the general direction Of the
government school for which Satter
was the gathering agent.
The large room were sweetly
cool In the early summer heat, and
she took Off her hat and leaned
back In her chair In grateful enjoy
ment.
She had not long to walt, for
presently the superintendent, a Mr..
Claude Sparrow, came In briskly
with extended hand.
why, Miss Savarin - Doctor
Savarin, | should say, though the
austere title don't seem to belong
to a girl like youths Is a pleas
ure. I assure you'll Come right into
my Office"
He led her into his private office,
a spacious comfortable place, its
walls lined with filing cases, and
pulled up the deepest big chair.
"Therei" he said. "That's bet
ter. Now relax. You must be tired"
NO." said Sonya, nm not, and
I'm In somewhat Of a hurry. I've
come for the two children of the
Indian, Hosteen Nez, over In the
big cut beyond Lone Mesa, Just on
the line of the Reservation. This
a s Is rather pItiful, Mr.. Sparrow,
and I'd like to enlist your attention
TO 1t. Mr.. Satter will remember.
came upon him taking the children,
not 80 many weeks back-very near
the end of the term--and the par
ents are wild Indians They don't
understand either the necessity or
the methods employed In the mat
ter of giving up their children, and
/ begged Off the littlest one from
Mr.. Satter. The mother had run
herself nearly into collapse. hang
ing on the buckboard's tall. She II
in 4 serious condition now. with
her grief over their disappearance
Doesn't eat. Looks awful. And
Mr.. Satter had forgotten to tel
them where to come for the chill
dren. II is rather hard, when you
think of 1t, on parents, you know
either red or white. AS 1t would
take the Hosteen some days to gel
here and back with his horses Il
fetch them, I'd like to take the chill
dren to them myself. | will be re
sponsible to you for them"
As the girl talked the mans sharI
eyes regarded her with an alertnesl
OF expression that changed Il
g~uardedness as she mentioned Sat
ter's lapse of memory. Now hs
leaned toward her, smiling.
"Why, how kind Of you. my deal
Miss Savarini !" he said. Few
women of this day would take 81
much trouble for ignorant Indians
OF course you may take the littl,
ones. But surely you're not start
ing back today? You'll stay will
Us for the night and get a good
early start tomorrow. II / have m.
way"
"Oh, my, mol" said Sonya. "T1
get on my way as quickly as posi-
BILE. Will 1t take long to get then
readyY'
IF you really think You must CO.
he said regretfully, I'm have then
made ready at once. 1t won't TAX
long"
The two were presently brough
to her, their belongings In a nea
bundle. They still looked as the,
had looked that day In the buck
board, like frightened quail.
Sonya smiled at them. took thei
unresistlng hands
Then abe smiled at Sparrow.
81 thank you, sir" she said gen
tly, "and / shall not forget you
kindness In letting me take them
I hope you'll ask Mr.. Satter to tel
the fathers next time, will you
please, Mr.. SPARROW"
Mr.. Sparrow returned the smil
with a look that promised to as
the government for a million-dolla
loan II she thought 1t necessary.
And presently Sonya Savarln wa
driving down across the Illimitabl
levels with Joy In her heart and tn
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