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8 Sowing the Seeds. he graduated. This depended, however, on his general good behavior, and Bruce was trying hard to win the - coveted reward. The friendship of Linn Hilliard was a great support to him, and kept him from yielding to many temptations that presented themselves. He looked up to Linn, and valued his good opinion, and the two were to- gether so constantly that their classmates dubbed them David and Jonathan. The third individual who is to play a part in our story was standing a short distance from Bruce and Linn, the centre of a group of friends. Deerfoot was the captain of the Government school’s football team, and he was the son of the noted Sioux chieftain, Flying Thunder. He was eighteen years of age, and most superbly built. fie looked more like a Hindoo prince than an American Indian, for his complexion was light, and the high cheek- bones were conspicuously lacking from his features. Deerfoot had been brought East to be edticated a year before, and he had already earned a_ reputation for bravery, skill in athletics, and truthfulness. “But he was a y; poor scholar, and took little interest in his new life. Hus face was constantly sombre and sad, and it was no secret that he bitterly hated and despised the trammels of civ- ilization, and longed with all his heart to return to the wild, free life of the plains, and the uncouth habits of his kinsmen. Among the shouting, rollicking groups of students was Steve Halsey, a rather flashily dressed lad of seventeen, hailing from a large Eastern city. He was the leader of the fast set of the college, and was more noted for his dissipated habits than for proficiency in studies. As a matter of fact, he was nearly at the foot of his class, and was likely to be dropped at any time. | Steve had celebrated the victory by a drink or two from a concealed pocket-flask, and his flushed face showed that GOmicbooks: Go