Part 12 (1/2)

”Saw his tepee”

”Ah You've been south?”

”Yes There's a fine open country that aways”

They passed into the Agency, and Parker's sister and housekeeper brought the visitor coffee The house was very plain, roo in the office

”Seen anything of Steyne around?” asked Seth, after a noisy sip of his hot coffee

”Too much And he's very shy”

Seth nodded He quite understood

”Guess suthin's movin',” he said, while he poured his coffee into his saucer and blew it

”I've thought so, too, and written to the colonel at the fort What makes you think so?”

”Can't say Guess it's jest a notion” Seth paused Then he went on before the other could put in a word ”Won't be just yet Guess I'll git on”

The two men passed out of the house, and Seth reits his 'pass,'” he said, as he turned his horse away

”I will”

Parker watched the horsest the bushes Ato his sister

”Wish I'd telegraphed to the fort now,” he said regretfully ”I can't do it after writing, they'd think--I believe Seth ca, and to hear about Black Fox's pass It's a re, but he see”

”Yes,” said his sister But she felt that when two such capable men discussed the Indians there was no need for her to worry, so she took out Seth's cup and retired to her kitchen

In the ain disnificant reason than to wash out the rag he had rescued from the bush south of the Reservations He washed and rewashed the cotton, till it began to regain soinal color Then he examined it carefully round the hem

It was a small, woman's handkerchief, and, in one corner, a na ink The name was ”Raynor”

CHAPTER IX

THE ADVENTURES OF RED RIDING HOOD

It is Sunday The plaintive tinkle of the schoolroo the Christianized Indians to the short service which is held there

”Indian Mission” The name conveys a sense of peace Yet the mission histories of the Indian Reservations wouldFrom the first the Christian teacher has been the pitiable prey of the warlike savage He bears the brunt of every rising It is only in recent years that his work has attained the shts an open foe The ht at all He stands ever in the slaughter-yard, living only at the pleasure of the reigning chief He is a brave rownThe spacious interior is cleared of all but the children and a fen-up folk who remain to hold a sort of Sunday-school