She
had views of her own upon the rearing and management of children, and
these views she did at first oppose to those of Angela, but not for
long. In this, as in her choice of a husband, Angela had to read her
declaration of independence to the elder woman.
There is another room filled with relics of their frontier
days,--Indian weapons, blankets, beadwork,--and among these, in a
sort of shrine of its own, there hangs a portrait made by a famous
artist from a little tintype, taken by some wandering photographer
about the old Apache reservation. Wren wrote them, ere the regiment
left Arizona, that she who had been their rescuer, and then so long
disappeared, finally wedded a young brave of the Chiricahua band and
went with him to Mexico. That portrait is the only relic they have of
a never forgotten benefactress--Natzie, their Apache Princess.
THE END.
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A DAUGHTER _of the_ SIOUX
By GENERAL CHARLES KING
A Tale of the Indian Frontier
Illustrations by Frederic Remington and Edwin Willard Deming
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SOME PRESS NOTES
The Chicago Daily News
A stronger story than any he has written for many years.
The Philadelphia Item
A genuinely delightful tale, clean, wholesome, thoroughly
enjoyable.
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