The Spirit of the Border: A Romance of the Early Settlers in the Ohio Valley
heavily built as to appear of medium height, while their grey eyes and, indeed, every
d Jim, with his hand on Joe's shoulde
r, Jim, and didn't mea
yourself; what m
was, no doubt, strongly inf
iving up. To try to convert the redskins and influence me for good is in both cases impossible. How often have I said there wasn't any good in me! M
is," said
the girl you w
brother. Jim's face paled
g, apparently because you had gambled with Jewett and afterward fought him, I was not misled. You made the game of cards a pretense; you sought it simply as an opportunity to wreak your vengeance on him for his villainy toward me. Well, it's all over now. Though you cruelly beat and left him disfigured for life, he wil
s a sneaking, cold-blooded fellow, with his white hair and pale face, and always fawning round the girls. I hated him, and
We're out on the frontier, where every man looks after himself. Your being a minister won't protect you here where every man wears a knife and a tomahawk, and where most of them are desperadoes. Cut out that soft voice and most of your gentle ways, and be a little more like your brother. Be as kind as
gh. "Yes, I understand that a new life begins here, and I am content.
the big dog who came nosing round him. "You've b
hind the
is eyes gleamed with delight. One was jet-black; the other iron-gray and in every line the clean-limbed animals showed the thoroughb
Mose stood by looking up, and wagging his tail in token of happiness at the reunion of the three old fr
'll take you
them, trotting contentedly at their heels. Half way to the cabins a big, raw-boned teamster, singing in a drunken
drunkenness out here,"
ow yesterday when he couldn't walk.
ward them. As they met he aimed a kick at the dog; but Mose leaped nimbly aside, avoiding the heavy boot. He did not
he'll tear your leg o
drink," replied the teams
answered Joe, cur
ray eyes seemed to contract; they did not flash, but shaded and lost their warmth. Jim saw the change, and, knowing what it signifi
, sat near the door holding one of Mrs. Wentz's children on his knee. His
is a preacher, and has come in place of
-comer meanwhile. Evidently he approved of what he saw in his quick scruti
ith me. I thank God I shall take into the wilderness one who
you in whatsoever way lies in my
ch these fierce savages Christianity; but I know it can be done, and my heart is in the work. I have no fear; y
ad an opportunity of studying Indian nature and believe the race inherently no
lowing with pleasure. She held in her hand several rude trinkets, and was explaining to her listener,
Nell?" Joe as
an errand for
rown eyes and hair contrasted sharply with Nell's. The greatest difference in the sisters lay in that Nell's face was s
ther. We're going w
girl, looking at the handsome ea
ou for all the world,"
you," said Kate,
all," retorted Joe laughingly. "Well, Kate,
lovingly at the children who were playing with the trinkets; while Kate mused over the young man's remark, and began studying his, half-averted face. She felt warmly drawn to him by the strange expression in the glance he had given his b
interrupted by a low cry from outside the cabin. A
, my pur
door-step. He saw Nell struggling violentl
is lassie fer luck," he sa
s laughing, and a fourth, the grizzled fr
go!" cri
y clutch. Deprived thus of breath, his mouth opened, his tongue protruded; his eyes seemed starting from their sockets, and his arms beat the air. The
He had come swiftly up, and arrived at the
rpose," said the frontiersman. "Leffler was tryin' to kiss the lass. He's been drunk fer tw
swered the fur-trader, and to Joe he added, "H
teamster, and again an odd contraction of his eyes was noticeable. The glance was cutting, as if with the flash of cold gray st
something which she did not hear distinctly, and his calm voice allayed her excitement. She had been angry with him; but now she realized that her resentment had disappeared. He had spoken so kindly after the outburst. Had he not shown that he considered himself her protector and lover
and that she had not even heard what he said, so engrossed had she been with her re
any act on his part. His tender tone conquered Nell, a
red, and then, eluding the arm he e
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