The song was exquisitely worded and touching, and the singer's voice was sweet and limpid as the notes of a bobolink. Here and there, also, upon the mellow level, stood a clump of poplars or white oaks-prim like virgins without suitors, with their robes drawn close about them but when over the unmeasured plain the wind blew, they bowed their heads gracefully, as a company of eastern girls when the king commands.Īs the two horsemen rode silently around one of these clumps, there suddenly came through the hush the sound of a girl's voice singing. The tiger lily, too, rose here and there like a sturdy queen of beauty with its great terra cotta petals, specked with umber-brown. On either side was the wide level prairie, covered with thick, tall grass, through which blazed the purple, crimson and garnet blooms, of vetch and wild pease. There was not a motion anywhere in all the heavens, and the only sound that broke the stillness was the dull trample of the ponies' hoofs upon the sod. "How red it is and mark these blood-stains upon its face! It gives warning to the tyrants who oppress these fair plains but they cannot read the signs." "The day is nearly done, mon ami," said one, stretching out his arm and measuring the height of the sun from the horizon.
The beasts must have ridden far, for their flanks were white with foam, and their riders were splashed with froth and mud. The sun was hanging low in the clear blue over the prairie, as two riders hurried their ponies along a blind trail toward a distant range of purple hills that lay like sleepy watchers along the banks of the Red River.
LE CHEF FALLS IN LOVE WITH THE HALF-BREED MAIDEN.Ī FIGHT A CAPTURE AND THE GUARDIAN SWAN.
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