Golden Face: A Tale of the Wild WestMitford, Bertram
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Golden Face: A Tale of the Wild West
Mitford, Bertram
Dakota Indians -- Fiction; Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction
Now, of this life Vipan had become heartily sick. Accustomed as he was
to come and go at will among the camps and villages of the Sioux, the
restraint of knowing himself a prisoner galled him. For although
allowed a certain amount of liberty, and rather ostentatiously treated
as a guest, he was carefully watched. But it is doubtful whether
another cause had not more to do with his weariness and disgust. That
was no mere passing passion whose expression had so nearly escaped him
when standing in the dug-out with Yseulte Santorex. By an inexplicable
rebound from his wild and reckless life, this man's mature mind and
strong nature had sprung to the other extreme. Well he knew--none
better--his position, or, rather, the utter lack of it, did he return to
civilisation, and there were times when he felt tempted to throw himself
in heart and soul with his Indian friends, to lead them on the war-path,
and in ferocity and daring excelling even the savages themselves, to
devote the remainder of his life to acts of vengeance upon that
civilisation whose laws had placed it in the power of a specious
hypocrite to drive him forth from its midst a pauper and an outcast--
acts of barbarous and bloody vengeance that should render his name a
terror to the whole of the Western frontier. What had he to do with
softness--with love--at his time of life? Yseulte Santorex would be
safe in her English home by this time, probably recalling--when she did
recall it--their acquaintanceship only as a passing romance embedded
among her other adventurous experiences. With such reflections would he
lash and torture himself.
More than once when accompanying some of their hunting parties into the
mountains he had been seized by a wild impulse to make a dash for
liberty. But the cat-like watchfulness of the Indians never flagged,
and upon such occasions a glance was enough to show the impracticability
of any such scheme. The first step would be the signal for a volley of
bullets through his body--moreover, he was never allowed the use of
anything but an inferior steed.
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