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"But Wonota can have none of that," explained the Indian maid. "It is apportioned to the families, and Totantora, the head of my family, is somewhere in that Europe where the war is. I can get no share of the money. It is not allowed." So, with the incentive of getting money for her search, Wonota was desirous of pleasing her white friends in every particular.
He seems to have financial backing, too, and claims to have secured a series of stories in which Wonota might be featured to advantage. And he certainly has offered Totantora and the girl much more money than Mr. Hammond would be willing to risk in a star who may, after all, prove merely a flash in the pan." "What do you mean by that?" asked Ann. "I thought she was a sure-fire hit."
Perhaps one less stoical, with less endurance, than an Indian, and an Indian, like Chief Totantora, trained in an earlier, hardier day, could not have done it. But Wonota's father did succeed, and after he reached the American lines he became attached in some indefinite capacity to Captain Tom Cameron's regiment. "When I first saw the poor old chap he was little more than a skeleton.
The chief bent for a minute over his daughter, and then Ruth saw that the girl was free and that she stood up, unhurt. It was all over so quickly that it left Ruth breathless. "Miss Ruth! Miss Ruth!" cried the Indian girl. "I am all right. My father, Chief Totantora, would not let these bad white men carry me away a captive." Ruth waved her hand to the younger girl.
"Buy it if it pleases you," Ruth said, rather wondering at the firmness with which Wonota drew back from selecting and paying for something that cost less than a dollar. "No, Miss Fielding. Wonota does not need that. Chief Totantora may be lost to me forever. I should not adorn myself, or think of self-adornment. No!
And I should not want her to find out that Totantora has died in captivity, before my picture is finished." "Whoo!" breathed Jennie. "You sound sort of selfish, Ruthie Fielding." "For her sake as well as for the sake of the picture," returned the other practically. "I tell you Wonota has got it in her to be a valuable asset to the movies.
Whether Totantora told Wonota the details of his imprisonment or not, the white girls never knew. Wonota, too, was inclined to be very secretive. But she was supremely happy. She was to have a recess from work, and when the special car started East with Ruth and her chums, Wonota and her father accompanied them to Kansas City. Then the Osages went south to the reservation.
"What girl's father?" demanded the visitor, and now he seemed surprised. "Wonota's. Chief Totantora is the name he goes by. It strikes me that he ought to have a deal more to say about the girl than any Government department." "Why, he's nothing but a blanket Injun!" ejaculated Bilby, with disgust. "Mebbe so," rejoined Uncle Jabez. He still remains the girl's father."
"I felt it at the time. But Mr. Hammond contracted for so many weeks' use of this island and the time is running out already." "And Wonota and Totantora are gone!" "Exactly." "Do you know where they have gone?" "Haven't the least idea. But Mr. Hammond knows." "He went to town?" asked Ruth thoughtfully.
As for Wonota, she said: "I used to sit beside my grandmother and work like this. Yes, Chief Totantora taught me to shoot and paddle a canoe, and to do many other things out-of-doors. But my grandmother was the head woman of our tribe, and her beadwork and dyed porcupine-quill work was the finest you ever saw, Ruth Fielding. I was sorry to leave my war-bag with Dakota Joe.
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