Chapter 30: XXVIII

XXVIII The Sentinel at the Rock But she heeded not the warning, Heeded not those words of wisdom, Hiawatha The streets of Polson bore an air of desertion, as Cogewea wended her way down the board walk in the early morn, nodding to an occasional chance acquaintance. Indecision and anxiety suffused her usually serene face. The girl felt at a loss and the question had come to her often: “Why did you weaken to the importunities of the Shoyahpee against your better judgme…