The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-06-22
CHAPTER IV-Continued

On Wednesday of that week she
took the disreputable old car and set
out across the wild and lonely land in
the general direction of the govern
ment school for which Satter was the
gathering agent.
She had never been there but she
knew where it was, and she had once
met the superintendent, polished,
hard-eyed efficiency expert who had
gone out of his way to attract her at
tention. He was widower and
seemed to fancy himself considerably,
which was more than Sonya did.
The large rooms were sweetly cool
in the early summer heat, and she
took off her hat and leaned back in
her chair in grateful enjoyment.
She had not long to wait, for pres
emily the superintendent, 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 you
this is a pleasure, assure you
Come right into my Office"
He led her into his private office, a
spacious, comfortable place, it's walls
lined with filing cases, and pulled up
the deepest big chair.
"There!" he said. "That's better.
Now relax. You must be tired"
NO." said Sonya, I'm not, and I'm
in somewhat of a hurry. I've come for
the two children of the Indian, Hos
teen Nez, over in the big cut beyond
Lone Mesa, just on the line of the
Reservation. This case is rather pitt
full, Mr.. Sparrow, and I'd like to enlist
your attention to it. Mr.. Satter will
remember. / came upon him taking
the children, not so many weeks back
very near the end of the term-and
the parents 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, hanging on the
buckboard's tail. She is in serious
condition now, with the grief over
their disappearance. Doesn't eat
Looks awful. And Mr.. Satter had for
gotten to tell them where to come for
the children. 1t is rather hard, when
you think of it, on parents, you know,
either red or white AS it would take
the Hosteen some days to get here and
back with his horses to fetch them, I'd
like to take the children to them my
self. | will be responsible to you for
Them
AS the girl talked the mans sharp
eyes regarded her with an alertness of
expression that changed to guarded
ness as she mentioned Satter's lapse of
memory. Now he leaned toward her,
smiling.
"Why, how kind Of you, my dear
Miss Savarin !" he said. Few women
of this day would take so much trouble
for ignorant Indians. OF course you
may take the little ones. But surely
you're not starting back today? You'll
stay with us for the night and get
good early start tomorrow, if 1 have
my way"
"Oh, my, not" said Sonya. 'Pll get
on my way as quickly as possible.
Will it take long to get them ready?"
IF you really think you must CO."
he said regretfully, "Ill have them
made ready at once. 1t won't take
long,"
The two were presently brought to
her, their belongings in a neat bundle.
They still looked as they had looked
that day in the blackboard, like fright
ened quail
Sonya smiled at them, took their I'M
resisting hands.
Then she smiled at Sparrow.
II thank you, sir" she said gently,
sand ] shall not forget your kindness
in letting me take them. hope you'll
ask Mr.. Satter to tell the fathers next
time, will you please, Mr.. Spartow?"
Mr.. Sparrow returned the smile with
a look that promised to ask the gov
eminent for million-dollar loan If
she thought it necessary.
And presently Sonya Savarin was
driving down across the illimitable
levels with Joy in her heart and the
hushed little Navajos huddled in
against her with instructive trust.
She was thinking what fun she
would have watching Cactus Flowers