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"Only Sitting Bull's war-party! I could have told they'd be here around the Little Big Horn, without our coming." Sitting Bull's war-party! That meant Sioux, with a vengeance. Lieutenant Sibley said nothing. Reporter Finerty caught his breath. They focused their glasses upon their back trail, and upon the country north. They had no need of glasses. There they were the Sioux, riding up the valley.

"I've made up my mind. If you have to think about one person, you should stop thinking about another; anyhow, you've got to make yourself stop. So I'm going to marry and stop." "Who are you going to marry, Kitty? You don't mean to say it's John Sibley !" "P'r'aps. He keeps coming." "That gambling and racing fellow!" "He owns a big farm, and it pays, and he has got an interest in a mine, and "

"Mart, I'm going back to Sibley." He looked at her with startled eyes his brow wrinkling into sorrowful lines. "For how long?" "I don't know it may be a good while. I'm going away to think things over." Then she added, firmly, "I may not come back at all, Mart." "For God's sake, don't say that, girlie! You don't mean that!" His voice was husky with the agony that filled his throat.

The band had just struck up a livelier waltz than usual, and Ida and Sibley were whirling through the wide apartment as if treading on air; but when, a few moments later, they circled near where he stood, he saw upon the young man's face an expression of earthiness and grossness that was anything but ethereal.

"From Fort Sibley, Alice?" "Yes, mamma, all three, Miss Craven, Mrs. Hoyt, and Mr. Jerrold. Would you like to see it?" And, with rising color, she held forth the one in her hand. "Not now," was the answer, with a smile that told of confidence and gratification both. "It is about the german, I suppose?" "Yes.

Yes, the magic of wealth had spoiled her for Sibley and the ranch. To go back there was impossible. "I will try the East," she said. "The Mosses will help me." And yet to return to Chicago after having played the grand lady would be bitterly hard. Suppose her friends should meet her with cold eyes and hesitating words? Suppose they, too, had loved her money and not herself?

So I kind uv growed up with the curi's notion that wimmin folks wuz too good for our part uv the country, 'nd I hevn't quite got that notion out'n my head yet. One time wall, I reckon 't wuz about four years ago I got a letter frum ol' Col. Sibley to come up to Saint Louey 'nd consult with him 'bout some stock int'rests we hed together. Railroad travellin' wuz no new thing to me.

Good-by; and keep a good lookout. That fellow may be here again." And in an hour more Armitage was skimming along the winding river-side en route to Sibley. He had searched the train from pilot to rear platform, and no man who in the faintest degree resembled Mr. Jerrold was on board. He had wired to Chester that he would reach the fort that evening, but would not resume duty for a few days.

"Well, when you've got an idea you can't control and it makes you its slave, it's a vice. I'm John's vice, and I'm thinking of trying to cure him of it and cure myself too," Kitty added, folding and unfolding the paper in her hand. "Here comes the Young Doctor," said her mother, turning towards the house. "I think you don't mean to marry Sibley, but if you do, make him give up gambling."

"Yes," said Ida, rising abruptly from the table, "I am sick sick of myself, sick of the world." "Good gracious!" exclaimed Mrs. Mayhew, sharply, "are you so wrapt up in that fellow Sibley, that you can't live without him?" Ida made a slight but expressive gesture of protest and disgust; then said, in a low tone, as if to herself: "If my own mother so misjudges me, what can I expect of others?"