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THE JEALOUS HUSBAND. 11 wife. It could not have been expected that La-la would love him, and she did not, but she was dutiful, and waited on her lord and master, and did his drudgery, quite uncomiplainingly. Although she accepted her fate with resignation, shé! was’ far from happy, for her heart had been given, years ago, to the young warrior who was walking by her»; side under the cot- tonwoods. | } “ La-la must go to her lodge,” she amar ina voice that was singularly soft and musical, : :s Why must.she go?” responded the manly accents of the warrior. “The dew has not yet begun to fall; the smoke is still, rising fromy the lodges, and the sun hae not aie the ‘Ops of the mountains.” not _ Nip-muck-we will wonkist ; he wilh ‘say I have been 3 wan- dering with Kotselo, and that I am not a good wife to him.” “He will know nothing of it. The Bear has*gone on the prairie to hunt. He said he was: going to hunt, but Kotselo ~ knows: that he lied, for some of our best young men went with him, in -their war-paint. He would not:take Kotselo; for he -hates\me. |. His:foot is now on the war-path, and your lodge will not see him again, until he can bring scalps tothe Village.’ We can. walle as we choose, and need have no fear - of Nip-muck-we.” > “T know that 7 is” abate and lie said that — suns wroubil set. before he should return; but, old As-moo-tah is in’ the lodge, and. she watches me, as he has told her to, and he knows where I go and what I do.” ‘““ Why should he set a watch upon you? Why; should we not walk as we choose? What-harm do we do?:'.We were children together, and we are but as children now. To- gether we played about the lodges; together we sought the flowers and grasses; together we culled the willow-twigs' and wove our baskets ; together we floated on the stream, by‘sun- light and by moonlight. Why should we not walk together and talk together, as we have always done? Does» Nip- muck-we think that Kotselo has the heart of a snake, that he will crawl in the grass where he ig hid, and that. there is poison in his tongue? Haye the eyes of the chief grown old, 60 that he sees things that are not?” “The chief thinks,” answered La-la, the Indian gutturals connicloooks.comi