When Wilderness was King: A Tale of the Illinois CountryParrish, Randall
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When Wilderness was King: A Tale of the Illinois Country
Parrish, Randall
Illinois -- Fiction
In spite of every effort at control, my heart swept into my eyes; she
must have read the swift message, for her own drooped instantly, with a
quick flutter of long lashes against her cheeks.
"I have already told you how greatly I admire you," I faltered, "and
you make no less fair a picture now."
"Then I shall not tempt you to add to your compliment," she hastily
responded, rising to her feet, "for I like loyalty in a man better than
mere gallantry of speech. You ask me about Little Sauk. He holds me for
ransom, although Heaven knows 'twill prove but waste of time, for I am
aware of no one in all the East who would invest so much as a dollar
to redeem me from Indian hands. Yet such is his purpose, as told to me
this morning."
"Perchance, then," I urged, doubtfully, "you may prefer remaining
quietly here rather than risk the peril of trying to escape?"
She looked at me keenly, as if in wonder at my words; and I could see
that her eyes were moistening with the sudden rush of feeling.
"You are either dull of comprehension, John Wayland," she said, a bit
pertly, "or else you understand me less than any man I ever knew. If
I seem brave and light of heart amidst all this horror, 'tis merely
that I may not utterly break down, and become an object of contempt. I
feel, Monsieur, I am not devoid of heart nor of the finer qualities of
womanhood. Prefer to remain here? Holy Mother of Christ! It would be
my choice to die out yonder on the prairie, rather than stay here in
these Indian lodges. There is no peril I would not face joyfully, in an
effort to escape from this place of torture and barbarity. I confess
that an hour ago I cared not greatly what my end might be; I had lost
heart and hope. But now your coming, as of one risen from the dead, has
brought back my courage."
"You will go, then, whenever and wherever I say?"
She stepped forward with her old frank confidence, resting both hands
in mine, her eyes upon my face.
"Out yonder in the night, and amid the sand, John Wayland," she said
earnestly, "I remember saying I would travel with you whithersoever you
wished. I know you far better now than I did then, and I hesitate not
at taking upon myself the same vow."
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