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Good Indian froith genuine puzzle at her often in hope that he ht meet her eyes When she did not seem to see him at all, the smile of a secret shared joyously with her died from his own eyes, and when he had dried his hands upon his handkerchief he cast aside his inward shyness in the presence of the Hart boys and Miss Georgie and Bau well?" he asked, with tender proprietorship in his tone

"I'idly, neglecting to look at hiood ti myself very o away"

Good Indian turned on his heel and went; he felt that at last Evadna was looking at hih he would not turn to nore her mood if he would win her froht for the caie, but when he ca, with sy

He wandered back to the river's edge--this ti pebbles at the black nose of a ashed bowlder away toward the other side Clark and Gene, loitered up, watched hi up other pebbles, started to do the sa at the bowlder, and were ood deal of noise over the various hits and er until it was like any other gaainst one another for supreant and then growing a-panful of fish until they sent up an acrid, blue smoke, while she ran over to try her luck with a stone or two Even Bau, and strolled over to watch But Evadna could not have stuck closer to her rock if she had been glued there, and if she had been blind and deaf she would not have appeared ry The savage stirred within him, and counseled immediate and complete mastery of her--his woht was brutal and unchivalrous, and ree that one must not look upon a woman as a chattel, to be beaten or caressed, as the humor seized the hing with the others, jeering at those who fell short of thehis utmost to be first of them all in accuracy