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Updated: July 25, 2025
The girl's face grew pale, then deadly white, and her big, dark eyes were opened wide as she dropped the letter and looked at the faces about her. "It is from Father Josef," she gasped. "He writes of Little Blue Flower somewhere in Hopi-land. He asks me to go to Santa Fé at once for her sake. And it says, too " The voice faltered and Eloise turned to Esmond Clarenden.
Awhile we watched the flashing ripples on the river, and the sky's darkening afterglow. Then we turned to the moonlit east. "Do you know what the people of Hopi-land call this month?" Eloise asked. "I don't know Hopi words for what is beautiful," I replied. "They call it 'the Moon of the Peach Blossom', and they cherish the time in their calendar."
"Life has its tragedies everywhere, but I sometimes think that none of them American, English, Spanish, French, Mexican, nor any others of our pale-faced people, have quite such bitter acts as the Indian tragedy among a gentle race like the people of Hopi-land." "I hope you will stay with us now." I didn't know what I really did hope for.
"But now the message comes that he is out in the heart of Hopi-land, and because Little Blue Flower is protecting him her people may turn against her. For Beverly's sake, and for her sake, too, my daughter, we must start at once to find her and maybe save his life. She wants you. It is the call of sisterhood. Sister Gloria and I will go with you. I have much influence with my Hopi people."
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