Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 39 of 253
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30 | ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM, Fayaway sprang from her pony, and, without a word, tripped into the inclosure as light-footed as a fawn. Miss Chapman was waiting to receive her, and immedi- ately clasped her in her arms, much to the gratification of the Indian maiden, who apparently looked upon the young lady as a sort of goddess in disguise. A very beautiful and charming disguise it was most cer- tainly, even for a goddess. Miss Mollie Chapman—better known among the military officers, soldiers, and frontiersmen, among whom she had _ passed the greater portion of her young life, as the Prairie Blossom—was a tall, graceful blonde, with handsome fea- tures, delicate complexion, and golden hair, and a very lively and kindly expression of countenance. There was another lady in the room in which Fayaway had entered. ‘’his was Miss Yearning, sister-in-law of the colonel, and Mollie Chapman’s aunt, a tall, very handsome, and very sentimental looking lady, still on the right side of forty, who had resided with her brother-in-law for a number of years, and who seemed now to by no means approve of the affectionate familiarity with which her neice greeted her httle friend. | ‘To let that little heathen alone, Mollie!” said she, in a tone of high reproof. ‘‘Remember your birth and position, if you forget everything else.’ | “What is the cause of your unreasoning detestation of my poor little protegee, auntie? Be careful, or you will make me suspect something.” eae would you dare suspect concerning me, you silly child?” “Qh, I don’t know as J suspect anything,” said the young girl, laughing; ‘“‘but others might fancy that your dislike of Fayaway sprung from your knowing that she is sam Coolcard’s sweetheart.” ‘Out upon you for your impudence! Ridiculous! Who ever heard of such a thing?” exclaimed Miss Yearning, a bright blush nevertheless suffusing her handsome face. “Beside, I don’t believe that Rocky Mountain Sam really ‘cares a snap for the little chit. You had better attend to your own affair with your Lieutenant Dutton, and leave other people to attend to theirs.” It was now Prairie Blossom’s turn to blush, which she did right royally, comicbooks co