The latest novel by this well-known and popular author. She has never written a stronger story than this, which is full of that subtle charm that compels a sympathetic interest from its opening chapter. The author takes her characters to the wilds of Idaho, in the land of the Kootenais, where the reader is made acquainted with people who win admiration for their honest, sincerity, and the whole-souled generosity of their natures. Montana is a typical wild-flower of the west, nurtured among the confines of her beloved hills.
the Indian, when a word from a squaw drew her attention to the river.
A canoe had just turned the bend not a quarter of a mile away, and was skimming the water with the swiftness of a swallow's dart. Only one man was in it, and he was coming straight for the landing.
"Some miner rushing down to see the train go by," remarked Mr. Haydon; but the girl did not answer. Her face grew even more pale, and her hands clasped each other nervously.
"Yes," said the Indian beside her, and nodded to her assuringly. Then the color swept upward over her face as she met his kindly glance, and drawing herself a little straighter, she walked indifferently away.
The stolid red man did not look at all snubbed; he only pocketed the money she had given him, and looked after her with a slight smile, accented more by the deepening wrinkles around his black eyes than by any change about the lips.
Then there was a low rumbling sound borne on the air, and as the muffled whistle of the unseen train came