Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, August 23, 1902, Page 9

S Te o e Al - S raiic: THE OMAHA DAILY BEE: SATURDAY, AUGUST 23, 1902. “ On the Reservation By FRANCES ROBERTS, (Copyright, 192, the 8. 8. McClure Co.) Henry Young Bear lounged into the agency store just in time to hear the store- keeper say, impressively: “And the teacher's goin' to be married tonight and take the 7:30 train west. She's goin’ to the Philippine islands. Her man's & soldier. Mollle told me all about it when she came down for a dozen lemons and a pound of chocolate. Miss Bates dido’t expect him. She was seurprised when he came over last night and wanted to be married right away. If they don‘t catch the train they won't catch the steamer, and if they miss that steamer he's liable to be court-martialed and shot.” Henry straightened his shoulders and walked up to the counter. “What you say?’ he asked, forgetting that he had not spoken English since he returned from Carlisle. The storekeeper gave a etartled jump. “I always sald you could speak English if you wanted to,”” he grumbled. “It wasn't Any use your hanging around the teacher. Bhe's goin' to marry a lieutenant of volun- teers of the United States of America, and leave here forever on the night train. “She is not!” Henry spoke calmly, but with determination, and before the store- keeper could more than gasp at “the cheek of the Injun” he left the stores His face was as black as his hair and his heart heavy as he stumbled over the doorstep. He knew tho man spoke the truth. He had seen Miss Batee when she met her lover, agd the expression on her face convinced him that the Interest she had shown in him was for his race, not to him an individual. his thoughts flew back ove few months of their friendship. He was a Carlisle Indlan, home from school for the first time since he had left the reservation 4 mere boy. How he hated the dirty hut. The uncouth manners of his people fretted him. Life was unbearabl He had learned the tinsmith's trade at school, but there was no work for him on the reserva- tion and. his people would not let him leave. 8o ‘be sulked around the town, adopting the evile of civilization, refusing to talk ‘or understand Englis! d meetl: all questions from the white man with a blank stare. He had seen Miss Bates first in the store ‘where she was golng into raptures over the Indian bead work and trappings. She had entered the service with her mind filled by an ideal Indian, combination of Alessan- dro and Chingachgook, and had yet to learn the real red man. Her tall, slonder figure ‘was outlined against the dingy interior of the store and Henry watched her, magne- tized. She was like the women he had seen in the east, and he followed her back to schonl and sat ‘on the steps in the sun until Capt Brown came out and ordered him home. b The next day he had met her on the lake shore and she had been curtous to try his bark cance. He showed her how to crouch Indian fashion and under the influence of her eagor questions his tongue was 100s- onad and’ ha spaka the 's lam guage. After that they met often, at the simple school soclals, at church and at the agency. Now she was going away, going to be married. He ground his teeth and swore she should mot. It she did not catch the train the lleutenant would be court-mar- tialed and shot. He did not know what for and dld not care. _The storekeeper had sald it would be so. He sat bent nearly double out on the dock and failed to hear the sound of steps behind him until a volce always called back the uzdl mru-k?‘ L Bad, learacd at school eald gayly: “‘Here 1s Henry Young Bear. He will take you over. Henry, will you take Lieu- tenant Stanton over to town? The launch has gone. To please me, Henry,” she #dded, as she saw his unwillingness. His face brightened. He pushed the canoe 1nto the lake and motioned Stauton to get in. The latter looked ruefully at the light craft dancing on the water. “How do I get in and what do I do with myselt after I am in? I say, Miriam, I can’t go in this." < ““Yes you ean,” she laughed. “Henry will Whow you. He gave me my first canoe ride, Do you remember, Henry, the night after I came? We went down the bay to get pine needles.” A Hebry nodded his head and showed Stan- ton how to place himself so as to preserve the balance of the canoe. “Be sure and be back for lunch,” called Miss Bates, waving her hand. “I will wait for you." Stanton talked pleasantly as they left the agonoy farther and farther behind them, untll they rounded a point and lost it al. together. He asked the usual questlons, but Henry preserved a discreet silence. Indeed, 4id not hear him. He had made no definite plan, but hip determination to prevent Miss Bates' marriage grew with every stroke of the paddle. He did not like . His oyes were too blue and he laughed too much, He was too short to marry & girl as tall as Miss Bates, and Henry drew himself up to his last inch and ‘made the canoe rock dangerously while Stanton drew his lips in & long whistle. Ag they neared the town and saw the United States marshal on the dock, Henry smiled to himself and his pulss heat slower. Hulf & dozen Indians were lying in the - i ki H i sun. Some of them wore blankets, others were in store clothes, but they were all comfortably walting for anything that might bappen. Their beadlike eyes saw more than their lips would ever tell As Henry beached the canoe the ma and his companion turned and went uptown. “I wait here,” muttered Henry, when he | had landed the lieutenant directly in front of the knot of loafers. “I shall not be long. a telogram.” “You go by store. Get me whisky.” He pulled haif a dollar from his pocket and gave it to Stanton. “All right,” promised the lleutenant, and he burried up the road, impatient to be back at the agency. Henry joined the group in the sun. & word passed between them, ut knew the thoughts of the others. It was perhaps balf an hour later that Stanton came back. His hands were filled with papers, and a brown parcel stuck out of his pocket. He gave it to Henry, who tore off the paper and held the bottle so that all could see, and then slipped it into his pocki “I forget” (he must see doctor. You can wait?” “If you don't take any longer.” Stanley sat down on an overturned boat and opened his papers. Henry went back to town, and two of the Indians rose and followed him. Stanton never read his papers. The broad sheet of blue water that fluttered and I just want to send Not each turned to Stanton), “I Be back in ten minutes. “HE CHANGED HIS MIND THE NEXT MINUTE, J| [ |aver at once. 1 am In a hurry.” | “You needo't be,” dryly. of time. You're my prisoner Stanton's face was very white and his |eyes flashed fire as he sald in a voice that | trembled with anger, “If you don't take me T'll go myselt.” Before he could reach the canoe the In- dians caught him at a signal from the marshal. He struggled violently, but he was |one against a dozen. “You might as well come peaceably,” sug- | gested the marshal “I tell you Miss Bates is waiting!" Unfortunately the marshal had been filted not three days before by the girl of his cholce and his interest in matrimonial small. can't interfere with justice,” he said, shortly. “Take him to the hotel, t the agency Miss Bates was pack- ing her trunk and singing softly to herself as she stopped every few minutes to look At the fringe of pines mcross the bay. She roused herself with a happy smile and folded another gown, only to fall into an- other day dream that curved her lips and eent a new light Into her eyes. An ex- clamation of dismay in the next room was followed by the entrance of Miss Greene, the sewing teacher. "0, Miss Bates,” she began, breathlessly, “It's too awtul!” Miss Bates dropped her pretty gown and rose to her feet. “What {s it?" She tried to speak calmly. “Mr. Stanton has been arrested for sell- Ing whisky to the Indlans and s locked up at_the hotel!” The color came back cheeks and she laughed. “Is that all? 1 thought, from your man- to Miss - Yapes' R danced before him drew his eyes from the printed lines, and his thoughts followed the little waves back to the agency and Miss Bates. He remembered how she had begged him to let her come to the res tion for & yoar. “Just a year,” she had asked. “It is s0 little. Think how we have wronged them. Oh, I must do something!” He had smiled at her womanly desire to recom- pense the Indlans for the injustice they had suffered from the white race, but he did not object. He had been ordered to Cuba, and they could not be married at once. The reservation would give her something to think of, and teaching Indians would o cupy her time. This was his firet int course with the red man, and he 1dly co fossed to himself that they were neither as bad nor as picturesque as he had expected. No, he decided, as he looked at his drowsy neighbors, an Indian may steal, but he s too lazy to be treacherous or cunning. He is too indolent to plan deviltry. He changed his mind the next minute, for the marshal put his hand on his shoulder and roughly brought him back to the dock. “You'll have to come with me,” he said. “Isn't Henry geing back? 1 promised to walt for him,"” Stanton yawned. ““You can't go to the agency or anywhere else,” growled the marshal. He was feel- ing rather sensitive. He ha# come up to arrest two Indians for horse stealing, and ‘when he stepped from the train they we miles away, hidden in the rice flelds. bad not been fortunate in making his ar- rests and his rival for office was calling at- tention to the fact. His term had almost expired, and if he wanted a reappolntment he could not afford to make another mis- take. Consequently his manner was & little more unpleasant than usual. . o st you,” he sald, with swelling chest, “for selling whisky to the Indians.” “I never sold a drop of whisky in my life,” Stanton spoke, indignantly, but the marshal interrupted him with & wave of his band. Henry Young Bear,” he asked, “is this man who sold you & pint of whisky?" €h!"” Henry had forgotten his English agaln, “Did you see him, Big Thunder and Long Grass?" A chorus of grunts answered him, ero’s witnesses enough to send you to Jall, he remarked pleasantly. “It's a pretty strong case against you. It's past m how & man's always trylng to sell whisky to these poor devils when he's so down on them for drinking it." “I pever sold a drop of whisky in my life,” repeated the bewildered Stanton. *I bought & piyt of whisky for Henry re- quest and #ave me the money to pay for it." ‘The marshal looked at him in open scorn. “Don’t incriminate yourself,” he advised. “He gave you money and you gave him whisky. If that ain't selling I'd like to w what is. I'm afraid you're doomed to spend some months i fall. You'll bave to come with me.” ““Where to," Stanton was trying to think it out. He remembered now he had read that selling whisky to the Indians was pun- ishable with and imprisonment and he bad also read that the Indians not In- frequently played upon the ignorance of visitors and thereby secured whisky, wit- ness fees and mileage to the United court, wherever the case was tried. ong. Then Stanton rose and looked up at the marshal from his helght of five feet and eight inches. “Do you know who I am? Lieutenant John Stanton, United States volunteers, 1 am go- ing to marry Miss Bates at the agency this afternoon.” Henry looked pagt him out over the lake and the corners of his mouth iwitched, “and I will thagk you to wend mie ner, he must have been tipped out of the canoe and drowned.” Miss Greene gasped. ‘““Have you forgot- ten that you were to be married this after- noon? And do you remember the penalty for selling whisky to the Indians? The marshal is going to take Mr. Stanton to Duluth tonight to stand trial.” “But we were going to take the western traln. The mer sails on the 27th.” Her lip quivered. *“Where is Captain Brown? “He hasn't come back from the island. Miss Greene paced up and down excitedly. ‘How could Mr. Stanton be so careless?" “It wasn't his tault” (quickly). *He did not know.” A light flashed through her mind. “Where s Heory “He is the Indian who accused Mr, Stan- ton. You won't get any help from him.” Miss Bates did not stay to argue. She bad long been convinced that Alessandro and Chingachgook were not normal Indians. Pete had just brought the agency launch to the lock and was preparing to tie up for the night when Miss Bates called to him. He shook his head at her request to be taken to the village. When she explained that her lover had been unjustly accused— womanlike, she never questioned his inmo- cence—he nodded the other wa ‘Jump 10" he said briefly, “I bhain't a-goin’ to let a lyin' Injun spoll your wed- din’. There's the captain; better take him along. He'll give official standing.” Captain Brown joined them at once, and his good-natured face was drawn into a puzzled frown when he heard Miss Bates' story. He did not doubt its truth. He knew the Indians. He had had several experiences with the marshal and did not court another. He was very silent as the launch cut the waves and its shrill whistle announced to the unhappy prisoner that friends were comin The marshal was pompous as & mar- shal could be. His late experience mado bhim turn his back on Mi: Bates when she begged to see his prisoner. In valn the captain stormed and threatened. The marshal accused him of interfering with justice and used language eo emphatie that the captain drew Miss Bates from the room. He was furiously angry and his eyes had a glitter that was full of promise for the marshal. As they went down the hall they saw Henry standing stifly befor door, Miss B wiped her tear-stained eyes and tried to curve her lips into a diplomatic smile, The effort was pitiful and caused Henry's pride in bis undertaking to shrink. He hung bis head, and when she softly asked if she might see Mr. Stanton, he would bave opened the door if the marsha! had Bot appeared llke a very disagreeable jack- in-the-box. He requested her to go on and sent Henry to the office with a mesage. Henry waited for her at the foot of the etalrs. He had not thought that she would uffer it he sent Stanton to prison. He ted Stanton to suffer. But the sight of her sorrowful face told him & story that made him open his mouth, and he stood before her ashamed to 1ift his eyes. “I aldn’t think you cared,” he stam- mered. Bhe looked at him and he felt her glance to his heels, She had all of a woman's horror of arrest and her fear broke through her natural reserve, “Care!" she eaid, and the passionste voloe cut through his selfishness like & kuife. “If I could only show how much I care! Heary, you arrested him. Can't you free him? He must cateh that steamer in San Fraucisco. Ob, 'is there no way of escape, He bas done no wrong. You know that!" Henry bad spent slx years at Carllsle, There would always be times when the In- dian would predominate, but there would | be other times when the influences of those (Mx years would overcome nature. [lnnk«d at Miss Bates. A question burned in u've plenty | her eyes. He dropped his own ! “I will free him,” the dock.” His confidence impreesed her, he sald. “"Meet us at | mever doubted him. She belleved that a man, red or white, could accomplish what he wished. So she beamed on him with a thankfulnees that made him shift his weight from one foot to the other. He had not the faintest idea how he was to perform his Fate sent & helping hand. Young Bear,”” called the marshal. “Come here and stay with the prisoner. I want to go over to the postoffice.” He locked the door on Stanton and his jaller and put the key in his pocket. He felt no hesitancy in leaving Stanton in the custody of the man who had caused his arrest, especially as the door was locked and he carried the key. He forgot that there were two doors to this stufty little room, and he did not know that Henry had the key to the second. Stanton looked at the Indias ‘v a curlous, impersonal way, and thougit that he would believe everything about the Indians that had been written. Henry was not {mpret by his manner. His mind was Alled wi other things. He touched Stanton on the arm. “Come quick,” he whispered. Stanton 1dly kicked the bed. ““White squaw at the dock. Wo must &O before marshal comes back.' Stanton sat stubboraly still and kept on kicking the bed. “Come,” begged Henry. “White squaw waiting.” Stanton flushed. “It's too late,” he sald. “I want to stand my trial and s you red sneak. how &ou come out of it, d ~t ry ignored the epithet. He stood like & statue, although he knew the marshal must have reached the postoffice. “We couldn’t take the train, anyway,” went on Stanton, drearily. *“The marshal would rearrest me. no way out of this blasted country. ““Government launch,” suggested Heory. “I can run it. Take train et the junction. The marshal won't kmow. The white squaw’s walting." Stanton stopped kicking the bed &nd his fe 's my hat? Do you think we ean do it, Henry?" “Pay no attention to peopl Henry as he opened the door to th room through which they would reach the hall. “Nobody knows you.” It was this fact that enabled Stanton to reach the dock. In front of the postoffice, at the far end of the street, they could s the marshal, the center of & knot of telling again how he had taken a sob, as she saw them. Ragardless of Henry, Stanton took her in his arms and kissed her. Vill you do this for me, Mirlam? We are sure to find a minister on the train, and if not w n be married in 8t. Paul.” e begged. ‘“We have only I thought you would Can you do it, Henry?" never come. Henry did not answer in words, but the boat shot out from the dock without th shrill scream with which it always o nounced its arrival and departure. Even as they steamed away they could hear the whistle of the western traln at the cross- ing, five miles below. The junction was just beyond the village, around the bay. The wind wae Inst them, but Henry fought his way with . recklessness that made Miss Bates hide her face on Stanton's arm as the waves dashed over the boat. The train whistled at the village. Four minutes and it wonld ba at the junction. The twinkling lights seemed very far away. “You will never make 1t,” exclaimed Stanton, “I will make 1t,” gasped Henry. And he did. Just as the train slowed up at the junction the launch grated on the sand. ‘‘Come, dear, hurry,” Stanton lifted Miss Bates to tha shore. “In a minute, thapk you." hef s caressingly over his shoulder, she lef Stanton lead her into the brilliantly lihted train, Anocaer whistle, that sounded a deflance to the marshal still telling his story—to the new arrivals now—and the train roiled away, leaving nry standing straight and Still beside the lsunch. He 4id not move until ti last glimmer of light vanished down the track. When he turged into the boat, for the first time his lite be knew what physical ‘weakness meant, and he climbed weartly in, to &0 back to the ageacy alonme. —— One Result, Baltimore American: I understand,” says the well read. person, “that the wit- nesses of the coronation re limited to sixteen square iuches of space. 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