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Updated: June 11, 2025
"They wouldn't imagine YOU was enjoying of yourself, not if they was feeding their eyes on you every day. But I'm awful bothered about Lahoma. I tell you, it ain't right to keep her shut up as in a cage. Can't you see she's pining for high society such as I ain't got it in me to supply, and you are too cussed obstinate to display?" "I guess that's so."
"Oh, Lahoma!" he cried with sudden tenderness, "what will become of you?" She returned gravely, "What will become of Brick? Northers are bad, but not so bad as some men Red Kimball, for instance." A terrific blast shook the half-frozen overcoat about her shoulders as if to snatch it away. "Don't you wish the Indians built their villages closer to the trail? Ugh!
What's your name?" "Lahoma." "Born that way, or Injunized?" "Father before he died, him all time want to go settle in the Oklahoma country settle on a claim with mother. They go there two times three but soldiers all time make them go back to Kansas. So me, I was born and they named me Oklahoma but all time they call me Lahoma.
I come home and told Bill, 'Them's the people to tow Lahoma out into life, says I. So they invited her to spend the winter with them, the Sellimers did, and show her city doings." "Yes but how did it come about?" "Nothing more natural. I goes over to their tent and I tells them of the curiosities and good points of these mountains, and gets 'em to come on a sort of picnic to explore.
And I happen to know the sheriff; he's a man that couldn't be turned from his duty good friend of mine, too." "Is, eh? Then you'd better advise with him for his good." "Think of Lahoma. If you killed a man whether the sheriff, or this Red Kimball Lahoma could never feel toward you as she does today." "And how would she feel toward me if I was hanged, uh?
"Doing my best," he called, "but I made a bad bargain when I got this beast. This is his best lick, and it doesn't promise to last long. However, it was the only one left at the barn." Lahoma slightly checked her animal. "That's a good thing, anyway if there's none left, those horrible men can't follow." Wilfred did not answer.
"I suspicion he has his reasons for not," Atkins observed gravely. "I has, and I shall never go back to the States." "Then what's the use civilizing me?" demanded Lahoma mournfully. "I want you to enjoy yourself. And when I'm old and no-'count, you'd need somebody to take care of you and you'd go full-equipped and ready to stand up to any civilized person that tried to run a bluff on you."
"We stroll," he gravely announced, responding to the pressure of her fingers, but at the same time feeling somewhat guilty as Bill rolled his eyes fearfully at Brick. When they were a few yards from the trees Lahoma whispered, "Make for the other side of Turtle Hill. I want to feel grown up when I do my strolling, but I'm nothing but a little barefooted kid when Brick and Bill are looking at me!"
"I reckon it ain't right," said Brick Willock to Bill Atkins as they went one morning to examine their traps before Lahoma was astir, "to keep our little gal to ourselves as we're doing. You're getting old, Bill, awful old " "Well, damn it," growled Bill, "I guess I don't have to be told!" "You ain't very long for this world, Bill, not in the ordinary course of nature.
These were two sisters, going to the evening's station where the coach would stop for supper, and Lahoma discussed with them their plans and hopes with bright cheerfulness and ready friendship. Wilfred watched Red Kimball as he glared in that direction, and guessed his thoughts.
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