The pursued - a tale of the Yellowstone (1887) (14594566020)

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Title: The pursued : a tale of the Yellowstone
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Authors: Gordon, W. J. (William John)
Subjects: Sequoyah, 1770?-1843 Indians of North America
Publisher: London New York : Frederick Warne and Co.
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University



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noe, andshe waited by the riverside with her child. Kiss me Johnny/ said Pierre, The mother held the boy, and his father stood therein the canoe. Then a thought of good, or evil, flashedthrough his mind. I will take the boy j And the canoe shot out into midstream, Give me back my child, shrieked the mother. I will look after him, was the answering shout as thecanoe leapt along. * Come back ! Come back ! And Brownbloom ran by the riverside. Give me my child! But the only answer was the swifter paddling of thecanoe. For an hour or more the poor woman ran after thescoundrel, who had begun to curse her and threaten herlife. At last she slipped and fell exhausted , and fatherand child swept on down the stream. They reached St, Louis in safety, and Pierre Laruemarried the girl for whom he had disgraced liimself. Tohim tliat hatli shall be given—and the sooner the better, 42 THE PURSUED. said lier father, and he added dollar for dollar to theamount shown him hy Larue. When he heard how the
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quite proud of a son-in-law who could thus outwit tlie A HERO AND A TRAITOR. 43 thieving redskins. And as to the boy, well, of course,you will bring him up, and turn him adrift when hebegins to give trouble. A highly respectable family wasthat of which Pierre Larue had become a member ! Their respectability was not to go unshocked. Threemonths after the marriage there walked into the pleasantlittle sitting-room of the house she had done so much tofurnish no other than Brownbloom! She had trackedher husband back, and come all alone to claim her son.Pierre refused to give up the boy, ordered her out of thehouse, and at last threw her out. Little did he knowthe Ojibwa woman. Two nights afterwards the housewas broken into, and the child stolen. Brownbloomwould not leave her boy to be the toy of the paleface.She fled with him in her arms away to the north to herpeople. With them he lived for the next eleven years.The old josakeed had looked after him and practicallyadopted him, which, howe