not imagine
that the miner, the settler, or even the most hardened about the camp,
felt ennobled at this sight. I tell you there was a murmur of
indignation and disgust heard all up and down the canyon. The newer and
better element of the camp was furious. One man even went so far as to
write a letter to a country paper on the subject.

But when the editor responded in a heavy leader, and assured the camp of
its deadly peril from these prowling savages, and proclaimed that the
Indians were being taken where they would have good medicine, care, food
and clothing, and be educated and taught the arts of agriculture, the
case really did not look so bad; and in less than a week the whole
affair had been forgotten by all the camp. Aye, all, save old
Forty-nine.

By the express order of sub-Agent Dosson, the old man, who had been
declared a dangerous character by him, was not permitted to see the girl
from the first day he discovered that she still clung to Logan. But the
old man had worked on and waited. He had kept constantly sober. He would
see and would save this girl at all hazards.

And now, as the sorrowful remnant of a once great tribe was being taken,
like Israel into captivity, he rushed forward to meet her, to hold her
hands, to press her to his heart, and bid her be strong and hopeful.

The agent saw the old man and shouted to the officer; the officer called
to the soldiers--the line moved forward, the bayonets crossed the old
man's breast as the prisoners passed on down the mountain, and he saw
the sad, pitiful face no more.

Keep the picture before you: Chained together in long lines, marched
always on foot in single file, under the stars and stripes, officers in
uniforms, clanking swords--the uniform of the Union, riding bravely
along the lines! The two men who had done so much to get this desperate
Indian out of the way, remained behind to keep possession of his house
and land. They had not even the decency to build a new cabin. They only
broke down the door, put up a new one with stouter hinges and latch; and
the long-coveted land was theirs.

As for old Forty-nine, all the light had left the mountain and the
valley now. Carrie, whom he had cared for from the first almost, little
Stumps, whom he had found with her, hardly big enough to toddle
about--both were gone. All three gone. John Logan, whom he had taught to
read and taught a thousand things at his own cabin-fire in the long
snowy winters--all the