Pulp Fiction, 1908 · page 23 of 100
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Ps = ABOUT MAGGIE BRAINERD. g Sioux, I believe, who is a great friend to your family. ce “Christian Jim, I suppose, 7 mean.” “That is the name. Do you “7 can not tell; he makes gw where he is?” | home near. the Lower * - Marian } has told me something,” said he, “of an inti Agency, but he is a very frequent visitor at our house. Some years ago, before he was converted, father saved him from injury, when he was in a drunken quarrel, and he-has never | | a than he does us.” forgotten it. I doubt whether he loves the missionaries mora “A true Indian never forgets a kindness nor an injury, either. What sort,of a fellow.is this ?” } _ “ He, ¥ should say, is your personification of a rekinane except perhaps in his appearance. He is all that is noble and good, but at the same time, he is as homely as the rest of his race.” Maggie Brainerd was somewhat surprised at the fluency with which she maintained her part of the conversation; but Adolphus Halleck’s extensive experience had secured to him that delightfui art of placing any person at ease in his pres- ence. Besides this, the most awkward anc reserved being in the world, can converse in the nfoonlight. There is an in- describable influence in it, that is perceptible to us all. And moonlight, too, is like a fairy veil thrownszover the rugged, disproportional outlines, softening down the harsh expression, smoothing out the wrinkles of time, and giving @ mellow beauty to the plain and homely. Adolphus Halleck, with his hat resting in his lap, one leg carelessly thrown over another, leaning back in his chair and leisurely smoking his segar, was a picture that possessed many prepossessing points. . nan = handsome, under the magic touch of the moonbeams. 3 98 he in turn, gazed down, into the youthful face beside him, and occasionally caught the dark eyes upturned to his, he could but admire the sweet, blooming health of the girl, and her ingenuous simplicity.of manner. The most accomplished His high forehead, fair skin, and even features, were genuinely And, heroine with whom he had ever flirted, had never afforded - him more pure pleasure than he experienced as he sat téte-~de te with Maggie Brainerd. “I should like very much to see thie Jim that you refer A} (E10 b r y iw ’ » 8 / 4 ’ we ae TO ana Tae ee ae ‘ . ; an : ; Ay ‘“ ; : OR +f aig ' : , ° us eee adhd cS (C@) J00