Pittston Gazette

              4 KSTAUU S H Jill I H.%0. • VOL. XLU1. NO. :J. » Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, AUUUST2iD, 18112. A Weekly Local and Fasniiy journal. ttfl.SO I'Ull ANNUM I IS AI)\'AN(E. arrival of The regiment at Pawnee, but except a certain dogmatism of manner in discissions over points in tactics, polities, law or whist, he bad decidedly liked everything about him, and told the youngsters as much when he found that they did not. wounded, i have promised to unwrap and express to the address written with- "i\o, than If heaven, lies sound asleep Sergeant iiilis was brought in by the guard hall an hour ago. lie fell ex hau.'.ted at the lines. We've just brought him to at the hospital tent, and from what 1 can make out—he's so weak yet —there's Something back there out on the prairie.au ambulance and women I ran over for you as soon as 1 could, for you probably know him best." had led him to yield lr.s better judgment to her i'uportimity. %inewhere alwut nine o'clock one of the outriders had been dr: off his lHDrse more dead than alive and told a pitiful tale of haviug lDeeu driven before tl:e s torm, and be didn't even l;r,ow how far they had got before lie lost sight of the ambulance entirely, but was sure that one and all they had lost the road and now were tu'rift on the prairie. This was bad enough: but at ten o'clock or thereabout the corral master ealne in to say that the riderless horse of tho other man had just arrived at the gate and, barely able to stagger, was led inside. vestige C.i uiel—and then, with three nil- •, : - , it wasu t tne ambui&nco after a.c no'Jidaunted campaigners at his back, he j_„ , , ■ , , , . . , i had once again turned down stream fol- "S frolicsome band of rase..!., lowing its wanderings in the darkness L away frou. ho nand feeling for ravines he coald not roe ?,an b°ys l U: €ven",« '*fo™' ! along the southern bank. Time and, "SS the gale, deagain they dismounted and ran besid? Z T ° their horses to restore circulation to the Z l. H ! 3 F ?r"„ f T' "' numbed and stiuened fee. ard fingers. ' DJetu,d Ulf £°l™  Time and again they plunged waist amomenfc th« forgot their nusdeep into drifts and the horses flounder- BS theJ watched the chase. Fresh ed to their girths in the powdery snow. T nnh'u^d ™d At last Brewster noted that here and '! hand came sweeping along there far in the northwestern skies the the of distant hlnff, following stars were beginning to [Deep; the clouds ™ af .Te! "™*»vo«w leader am leavwere driving away, the dav.-n was nigh, Zlu Tu * ♦ U the hurricane abating. Broader and knows too much to chaso .a rnnbrighter the daylight stole over the '"'K IDe leaves lmn o Ins own ,Iestorm swept prairie, streaked here and )C68/ ,knowm« il(; w'" 1™kthere with fleeev, winding veins, and ,y 8t°P whou unpursued and can then when at last the sun arose in its un- * headed f f"'1 tun',;,i clouded splendor the gale had died away back £ the 1 S°' to a me le ghost of its furious self, and the nimble herd full tilt toward they rubbed the icy fringe from their th,° clb?w 'th® Sha"°,T where battered eyelidi and gazed long and white streak told ot deep dnfte.d wistfully up and down that slillow, /ke winding valley, all heaped and tumbled " *1?° W° f" with the driven snow, and saw not a Rtretch?l af-v !it racing :.peed on that sign of those whom they had rushed to course bnt for one young warrior on a Ra^.e - . dun colored pony, why with the speed of ' Never for an instant did Brejwt* £ ih® cm'\* d£,f las his efforts. Giving each of his men ievei.snri£p Iwvcnd. gamely, skl Ufa ly a pull at the flask, he selected little "S T ' f 1 Murphy as about the most compact and °nce a T «™le westward, certainly the lightest of the trio, and n ' t'Tl911 eUc:ol t° Cami?_?nC5 hoofs, the whole troop" went bounding vestige of the 'lost ones had' to I'T " "hi"* T!' and suggest that additional parties be to between them nnd the ba d, sent out at once.. rolling heights at the far horizon, miles "Tell somebody to bring my field au *ul.®sa",lD- , glass," lie added, us Murphy was about .. G? ]tt P?K-v! 1 * #lad [°, see. a to ride away. -If 1 had dreamed we  would have found nothing of the ambu- , eVm lance until this time. 1 never should ■— SponU LlSvS as%^"W *C*£* yards a*ay, now the Murphy turned promptly away, spur- ht.H® Sfd ,Cjl P°™". fo"°™S their red his unwilling horse through the ice T lefer-!'ad «««ldenly halted at into the black and racing waters of the the.v^.'B('«e otf SWfe U1P «r slnk '» thC' Wolf and was prewntly following a lit- that lay to southeast of the tie break in the north side which led-by 8DOWy ,the a more gradual ascent to the prairie li roucl"f- 8 dl they and their , 1 horses, from the sharp eves of the ehas "Now, men, one of you ride back to- Indians- Thf:n as «nddeniy. tossing ward the party at the ford, poke into Scragf} nunub- a® t »'D"gli every ravine to your left—tliev re all full '!!?,?"! atT ' T of snow: it may be the ambulance is so ] hll.led ,to thu Miitli, their leader m deep in the drift thev could hear no d«lo"i!,'m a hue flourish of heels as he sound. If yon find anything,- the faint- T , "T • h ' °T est trace, ride up on the prairie and «'e bank pointing to a couple of circle your horse to the left. Morse b obJe«t3 outlmed on the you come with me." glistening white of the snow two oh«4tD i i- , *. iects that came plmiCniiff np from the nh^-P:ir,S,^lieutenant.1 think Mur- jllvisjMe depthfl of the hollow, strut FnrL-ufimr'Vhw R,u' rse' gling breast deep in the drifts, and at indicating the farther snore with a uod f„ t , , ,, , , .. . . " , , i „r, . . last reached the edge ot the prairie, and ot his fur covered head. Whirling eag- foUowed instantly another couple eriyabout, Brewster was surpnsed to see vnrh their j L-.s" erect, with outhis little Irishman, a hundred yards or 8tretchefl teck ;lnd eflger bravil)?s, chu. so away crouching low on bis horse s tered aw in purstlit of" herd. back, still m the ravine and up to his Brewster knev, thcm at .hlIu.,,_Srci, girth in snow, and peenng cautiously rettD3 anlbulauce mules. IndcK.,1, th, eastward, his eyes just level with the ; Lrok le was stn] dft „ 1)8twpea ; bank. Theii lie was plainly seen to Big-, the two\n rear and them ! nal. In an instant Brewster and his me:D ' over the frozen turf. ! were i,ung,ng into the rapid stream, I And that evverv that )m,t „n(] crushing the ice that skirted the shores tunl t0 lbe 8onth OTdC had cost the ban;] and hounding out upon the frozen | their ]ibert Darting along abreast of ground beyond. Again Murphy ; theni, lnlt ;irlv half ;l mile:iwav to th(, forth a hand-ra warning gesture, not a : southD the warrjor cll the dnn colort'(l a beckoning one 'Keep down, keep had shot far out beV(,nd theTnD anu down, lie signaled, and wondering, the now, sweeping around in a wide circlo ittle party of troopers cautiously fol- to his right, rode between them and the raVlnv, - , n broad wastes to the west. Two other In- What do you see? queried Brewster, dians were circling in their front, bareager and agitated. ; ring tlio way to the low hills to tl:e Lpon my son . sir. wish 1 knew: sou^b. Others still, straggling far out out it k more like Indians than anything castward, reined np so as not to inter«7t a v ™ fero with the "rounding" of the herd:' Indians-, where away.' And with a aild in a moment or two more these wild fear at heart Brewster gazetl over three exjierts had turned their runaway' the bank in the direction indicated. property in wide sweep back into tho "Indians, and coining this way. sir. or jhining track of the sun, and in a very Im a tenderfoot, muttered Morse, a few minutes the matter was settled: the man who had served in the Twelfth for ponies were sulkily trotting along the bank beyond the bend, headed for home and hard work again, with the ambu- ; lance mules braying at their heels. Here I the younger Indians, the boys, took i charge, and from the distant slopes, | from south and east and torn the prai- , rie to the west, the others came canter- j ing toward that sharp angle half a mile | away and gathered in eager consulta- j tiou about one who seemed to he their-; NYE AT CjESAR'S HEAD Those who have never traveled by diligence up the Jones' Gap road in the darkness and terror incident to a mountain tempest and with no knowledge or the road, while on the left a bottomless canyon sends Hp a never ending thunder from a white and angry torrent concealed somewhere in its bosom, will r.gree with me that, clothed in outing flannels which have caught golden sunset coloring yf the red clay and been soaked with the gummiest of mud, Bearding for the right way, yet prone to wander into by and forbidden paths or fall over a brink or chasm, it is a solemn moment. 1 do not now even know what it is.'' W "Well, did ho never speak of having lived in St. Louis—having had friends there?" HO W TO GET THERE FROM NEW YORK CITY, m lJK! "Never so much as mentioned the place, doctor." T.CM "Any man with half an eye can see that Knife wants to make the very best kind of an impression on Dr. and Mrs. Holden," said Randolph. "They are Miss Gnthfie's nearest friends aud relatives—at least the nearest whom he knows." But Holden also liked Brewster, liked him well, and could not believe all that Ilolfe was so strenuously urging upon the colonel, tirst, that Ellis was a thief and an outcast, and second, that Brewster had known it all along and concealed it. The more positively and unflinchingly RolfeD asserted himself the more did Holden resent it. For a moment there was silenee, broken only by tlio dismal moan of the rising gale, the flap of canvas, and the creak of straining guyropes. Farguhar was still thinking deeply. At last he looked up. Sights ami Scone* on the Les.i Lrnjfthy .5^ and TVlore Knjoyalile Trip Taken lDy tile "Be with yon iti a minute," shouted Brewster, kicking olf his moccasins and struggling into his heavy boots Popular Humorist — AC1 vantage* of a COPYRIGHT, 1MB, mr 4. a. liwncott company, and IUBU8HIO NY BNCIAL ARKANQIMINT WITH TH1W Flow of Language. I Copyright, 1892, by Ed-ar W. Nye/) [CONTINUED.] ' CHAPTER X. "Lie still, Haddock: you're not wanted," he added. "What tiui6 is it. Doc?' Buck SUO.V.'.S. N. fi We have just completed :i trip to CiPsar's Head, returning via Brevard. It is one of the most delightful and srral renovating trips one can well imagine. Caesar's Head is situated at the summit of Cresar'fi Head mountain, an outlying spur of the Bine Ridge mountains, in Greenville county, S. C., and is 4,000 feet above the level of Arietta street, Touipkiusville, Staten Island. August, "Captain Iiolfe lias lodged with rue very serious charges against Ellis, and bases them on tho report of professional detectives. As you know, 1 gave Ellis permission to rido over to tho railway ou Uorham's report that he had aouie imiDort;iiit personal mattfra to look wut. Has he returned yet?" "Long after eleven— jud-V. C01110 as C;nie!,- --..-f near midnight, I as you can. I'll "Pete had a flask along," said the corral master senteutiously. "That's what's tho matter with him." go right bacli Wo were told that in two miles we would encounter a signboard which would tell us the way, and there we must turn to the right. We were also told that the signboard was eight miles away and that we must turn to the left. One kind friend said it was eleven miles and that the main bridge was washed away. He would keep us, however, if we could put up with his humble fare and rather pronounced views regarding the existence of a "literary hell." Literal hell was doubtless the term he desired to use. We afterward learned that he was not a man of his word. The bridge was not in bad repair. Also, there is no bridge. The Jones' Gap road is a marvel 6f engineering. It was laid out by Solomon Jones, who is Btilf living. His method of laying out a mountain road was to employ a large sow in winter time which, by driving gently down the hill, would naturally sulect through the snow the gentlest descent and the easiest grade. As i\ Result of this method, the Jones' Gap road is well planned and the descent from Crasar's Head as gradual as it is from Queen Victoria to the Prince of Wales. ■s. in the dim light of the hospital [ml. Brewster was bending over Ellis* prostrate forili. Others liatl pulled off his heavy boots and were chafing his half fro::en feet. Hoklew had just ad ministered another dose of brandy, but at sight of Brewster the languid, half open eyes began to gleam and the 111 us cles of the lips to twitch. ill live mint Then Sterrett could stand it no longer. Soldiers there were none to send—they were all over the range, nt the cantonment or beyond: civilians were there in plenty, dozens of refugees from the ranches, dozens of railroad men and train hauds, one or two disgusted correspondents who had got the "tip" aa tc impending movements all too late to catch the lnckier members of that all pervading fraternity ,bn|.w$io Were quick to realize the would Unve in transmitting to their respective journals full and picturesque details of the Dakota blizzard. It is an ill wind that blows nohodv tfood. Finally Holfe had burst out with "He had not up to stables, sir, bat his pass does ftot expire irntil tattoo, and 1 almost hope he has not started in face of this wind. It looks like a blizzard coming.""Well. Colonel Farquhar, Fiu acting in this manner for the honor of the regiment to which I've been attached through thick and thin for nearly a quarter of a century. I heard you were just sending forward a report highly commending these two men, and I believed it my duty to inform 3-011 of their character. As you seem reluctant to accept my statements, 1 request as a matter of justice to me that you refer my report to Major Berrien at once, and he will corroborate my opinion." \ C3'K ill ImiP //» --t*' ., 1 • 1 • "When did Rolfe get these reports, if I may ark?" queried Holden. "I sent a telegram day before yesterday to Mrs. Holden that ought to have reached her that very evening—it was to forestall any sensational newspaper story about the maior's wound—and 1 oertaiulv looked for a reply of soino son vesterday.""Stoop lower. Brewster: he wants to speak to you," said Holden. And Drewster inclined his ear almost to the black mustache. Then with sudden bound lie was on I is feet again. "What!" he cried. "God of heaven, man! do you mean it?' His face was ashen in an instant, but hio eyes never quit their questioning gaze, talis nodded vehemently, Btrivin«yagain to siDeak. Even though every one told him he could accomplish nothing whatever before daylight, Sterrett had a little party of stalwart frontiersmen duly equipped by midnight and ready to start the instant the gale should show signs of moderating. Hour after hour it shrieked and howled, driving the sheets of snow before it, sweeping the fror'.eii prairie clean as a floor, but whirling dense white clouds into every sheltered gulch and ravine, settliug the drifts in the lee of every stack and shed and building at the railway station where, "dead" and abandoned, lay the engine of the eastbonnd train, the passengers huddling for warmtli into a single car and cheerfully discussing the propriety of using ihe other for firewood. Then and not till then diil Farquhar firmly anil almost, sternly call his subordinate to order, and when Rolfe had been reduced to enforced silence the colonel turned to Holden, and Hold en had Riven prompt voice to his utter objection to their disturbing the wounded major with any such matter. "But 1 will send for Air. Brewster, Captain Rolfe, and question him in your presence," said farquhar. And Brewster, who had just been enjoying a hearty handshake and pleasant words with several officers of the Eleventh who, despite the risiug gale, had ridden over to congratulate him, went blithely and briskly to answer the colonel's summons. Warren had giveu him "the tip" as to the letter b-iing prepared-for Farquhar's signatxire. It was a joy to know that his name was to iDe sent forward with the praise of hi.s soldierly and honored chief. It was almost rapture to conjecture what Winifred Berrien would think of him when she heard that his vigilance and dnsh had saved her father's life. "The wired are down both cast aud west, I'm told—cut by 'friendlies' at the reservation, very probably. Js'o dispatch has passed either way since yesterday.'" "Doctor, do you hear?" cried Brewster, in mad dismay. "He says Mrs. Berrien and Winifred are in the ambulance broken down at Wolf Creek." And without another word lie darted from the tent. answered the colonel. "Rolfe's must have come before that. Possibly we will have later news when the sergeant rides back tonight. 1 gave him an order to get any telegrams that might have arrived for the regiment. What timedoes the train get in from the east—do yon. know, doctor';" A solitary and tccll nigh exhausted trooper "Since you ask me, sir, 1 most distinctly oppose its being referred to Major Berrien. He is doing well, but the excitement might bring on fever—and disaster."Ten minutes more, a dozen men of the "black troop" were bracing cinch straps, backling throat latches and loading blankets on their astonished steeds. Despite the howling of the gale, half the camp was tip and astir, Farquhar among the first. Brewster had his own horse saddled and was astride before any one else was fairly dressed, and by this time Ellis had recovered sufficiently  and tell his story. The train from the east came in ou time at three, and he was amazed to see Mrs. lierrien's face. No one dreamed of her coining, for the wires were down. The quartermaster ran to meet her, and the sergeant himself hastened to give her good news of her husband. .Nothing would answer, though, but that she must go to him at once. As the thunder boomed louder and the torrents of rain beat in upon us and injured our cosily and beautiful elothing, a signboard of some kind glimmered in the uncertain flash of lightning that split the drenched and inky world. It was then that I duplicated the experience of Mr. Burdette years ago. 1 got out into the pelting storm, and with the icy torrent running down my frapped spine 1 climbed the post and waited for another flash. I liad tried to light a match, but the place where 1 generally strike a match was all wet, so I gave it up. It was Dr. Holden who spoke—and very firmly *spoke—to Colonel Farquhar four days after the litt.e fight beyond the Porcupine. The colonel sat with bowed head, grave and thoughtful. Before him stood his surgeon, respectful bat most earnest in manner. Beside him on the narro\\\field bed sat Rolfe, with face of gloom—three or four letters and a telegram in his gauntleted hand. Already the wintry twilight was settling down; the wind, that had been moaning through the flimsy shelter for the last hour, was now whistling in gathering wrath and flapping every loose rag of canvas about the crowded cantonment. Mules and horses at the picket lines with one accord were turning tail to the black northwest and pawing the hard and frozen ground in nervous disquiet. "Somewhere about three, sir, but 1 fear there will bo no mail for us foT a day or two. Old hands here say if is madness to face a Dakota blizzard ou the open prairie, and some of the officers think we are iu for a gale, to say the least." LOOKLNQ AT THE SIGN. "Well, Brewster," said the colonel kindly, "your statement is all that was needed to put an end to any idea that you knew all about Ellis before his enlistment. Of course I shall have to look into Captain Rolfe's chai-ges against him; but say nothing about the matter for the present." And then, before the first faint glimmer of dawn, as though spent with its own violence, the gale began to die. The cloudfi scudding southeastward drew aside, uncurtaining the placid heavens, where the stars were faintly gleaming and then twinkling out of sight. Sopu in a blaze of glory and triumph the sun rose slowly over the fir distant bluffs and looked down upon the scene of wrath and (lesolation wrought by rude Boreas in the conqueror's absence; and just then, too, there hove in sight a battered little.squad of troopers on spent and jaded steeds, and the sergeant iu command rode breast deep intotho drift at the south entrance of Sterrett's office and yelled over the intervening shield of snow the stunning question: In leaving New York city for Cssar's Head you cross tho Corllandt Street ferry and take the first right hand road. Caisar's Head is so called because of a peculiar shaped rock at the summit of the mountain which bears a striking re-' semblance to nothing that has ever been seen before in the history of the world, either sacred or profane. He looked therefore the very picture of stalwart, soldierly, brave eyed manhood as he stepped quickly into the colonel's tent ?nd stood erect before the silent trio there assembled. He came with a heart beating high with anticipation: but one glance at Rolfe's somber and half averted face, the first words in Farquhar's grave, though courteous tones, banished all pleasurable thought and nut him on his iruiird. "Mr. Brewster, if 1 remember aright, it was you who presented Sergeant Ellis for enlistment when we were in the Hills. Am I right?" Tho lightning did not make any remarks for a long time, but remained where it was, looking roguishly down on me as I clung trembling to the guidepost, wiping my spectacles on tho tail of my coat. Finally a glare of intense light tore open the somber robes of night and lighted up the silent guidepost. It went on to say: "Facial blemishes, warts, eczema and superfluous hair removed without publicity at your own homes. Also, cash paid for hides, pelta and furs.'" The.cavalry trumpet, weird and fitful on the wings of the gale, was .bounding first call for retreat as Brewster left the colonel's tent and started down the gentle slope to join his troop. Already the enow flakes were driving almost horizontally with the biting wind,.and in the rapidly gathering gloom the men came huddling from their rude shelters, and bundled to the ears in i heir great coats stood stamping and swinging their arms, impatient to have roll call over and done with. The colonel came forth a moment later, and together lie aud Holden tramped over to the turf walled structure in which their wounded coin rade lay. The air was now so thick with snow that objects hundred yardsdistant were blurred and those beyond entirely obscured. Holden softly uti strapped and raised the l!up and poked his fur capped head Vlthin the aperture. Strictly spnaking, it is hardly a mountain, but rather an inclined plane terminating abruptly in a precipice 4,000 feet high, from which one may see the state of South Carolina and objects as small as Governor Tillman. In vain did Major Sterrett plead with her, saying it took live hours to drive over to the cantonment by day and he feared the evening would be dark and stormy Go she would, and the quartermaster ordered out his own ambulance and best four mule team, with his own driver and a conple of armed outriders. He gave Ihe ladies hot tea, fbaded in lots of blankets and robes,and they started about half past three, were in the teeth of tho gale at five o'clock, in pitch darkness and off the road at six, and somewhere about seven the mules became unmanageable in the blizzard, whirled short around and snapped off the pole. By this time, too, one outrider was lost, the other was frozen half to death and had been drinking whisky. The driver was so stiff he could hardly move hand or foot, and he and Ellis had tho ntinost difficulty in cutting loose the mules. There was every prospect of their capsizing the wagon, and they h,id to get the ladies ont until the beasts were free. Then he found" they were close to Wolf creek, more than half way. and Ellis determined to push ou through the cantonment for help, first replacing tho ladies in the covered wagon, wrapping them in furs and blankets and fastening tho curtains. The hurricane increased. He and his horse were both blinded, and at last the poor brute stumbled, fell into a ravine and could barely struggle to his feet Abandoning his horse, Ellis pushed on afoot and reached camp he knew not how. He only remembered hearing that distant tattoo. The orderly who suddenly stepped with- in the tent was followed by a few whirling flakes of snow, and the first match he struck in the effort to light the colonel's field lamp was puffed out in a twinkling. "Give my compliments to Mr. Brewster and ask him to step here," said the colonel after a moment's silence, and the orderly vanished. In the camp of the Twelfth, where Berrien was universally beloved, three names had been on every lip since the battalion's return—those of the gallant major himself, of Lieutenant Brewster and of Sergeant Ellis. Painfully shot and stunned and bruised though he was. Berrien's wits had never left Km. He Objects more than 200miles apart may be seen distinctly by means of the undraped eye. At "Cresar's Head there is a clean and commodicns hotel with a capacity of 200 guests. 1 know of no more delightful place to remain in during the hot weeks of July and August. It is not an exciting life, but it is healing, soothing and elevating. It is very rare that one finds a spot so noarly ideal, even iu this ideal mountain country of tho Blue Eidge. "Did the ladies get back ail right? We can't find the ainbtilauce anywhere along the Wolf." We have now traveled somo thirty odd miles over two or three still odde* roads and "hit a-rainingi" My spirits were greatly depressed and my outinf "Yes, sir." CHAPTER XU. "You knew him before his joining us did 3*ou not?" /s ft'/* j!f Iy C "i rC "A short time, sir; yes." "Where had you known him and how long?" "At Deadwood, sir; I met him there on two occasions before ho decided to enlist." Very little crime is found here at Osesar's Head and malaria cannot exist Mineral springs occur here, as they are apt to do within a few yards of all summer hotels. They contain protoxide of iron, chlorine, magnesia, silicic acidand plain rt-ater. was positive that the rush of war parties "Two occasions? And how long before he came to us?" "Sleeping?" he queried of the hospital attendant. toward the old road portended mischief, and despite tho lateness of the hour he ordered the battalion to saddle at once and march to the Porcupine. From the abandoned lodge poles found along the banks experienced hands had quickslashed together a comfortable litter. Between these improvised shafts two of the most sedate of the elderly pack mules were harnessed fore and aft. A bed of robes and blankets was hung midway, and whiie Rolfe and Hazlett pushed ahead, scouting every ridge and ravine with their keen eyed skirmishers, Qorham and Thorpe followed, escorting their beloved chief. Just as was anticipated, at nightfall the distant flash and report of rifles proved that the hostiles were busily at work in some deviltry or other and, launching forward at the gallop, Rolfe'b long line swooped down into the valley in time to send the yelling circle of mounted warriors whirling away into the ravines beyond the stream, and to rescue a little squad of scouts and troopers, a mere handful, who had ventured forth with dispatches'for Berrien's command and were fighting for life behind their slaughtered horses. Two were already sorely wonnded and all would doubtless have lost their scalps but for the veteran major's clear judgment and the sense of duty that triumphed over physical pain. "ine ouia maris cjear grit all through," said his invariable eulogists, the troopers. But there would have been no dear old man left to them, as Ellis and Scott had borne testimony, had it not been for Brewster's daring charge into the midst of the red warriors. It was "his bullet that laid low the savage brandisher of the knife just as he would have gashed the brave old major's throat; but "White Wolf" had counted his last coup and, stripped of lus finery, lay stiffeqin g on the prairie a painted corpse, awaiting funeral honors at the hands of his howling comrades. Every soldier's heart rejoiced that it was Brewster who saved the major's life, for Brewster, of all the subalterns, was first favorite among the rank and file. And as for Ellis, though he was too exclusive—"too much like as though he wanted to be an officer"—to be generally popular among the men, he had always commanded their respect, and his unexpected prowess on this occasion won their genuine admiration. What nerve the fellow had. to be sure, to lie there "playing possum" just as though he were stone dead and ripe for scalping, and eo tempt his assailants out from the cover of the ravine, and then never stir until they were so close he simply couldn't miss, and so "got in his deadly work." Brewster and Ellis were the major's avengers, the two troopers who £ad dealt out death to the Toe, and who were therefore, from the soldier point of view, the men most entitled to the honors of the day. "And you had never known him or of hi in before?" "Perhaps a week, sir." "Sleejring like a baby, sir," -whispered the soldier, as he tiptoed to tl;e entrance "Captain Hazlett was reading to limi over an hour, and then he just dropped away, and the captain left at first call.' There is a daily mail at this hotel, hired help and a pack of cards. The thermometer never rises above 70 degs., and did not even during the terrible heat of July, this year. "I had seen him, but I cannotsay tbat I had ever known bini.*' "M/. Brewster," burst in Captain Rolfe at this juncture, before he could bo checked, '-do yon mean to tell me you*vero not well acquainted with this so called Ellis long before you met him in the Hills?" "That's capital," said Holden. turning to the chief. "He has worriefl so over the effect the news might have on his wife that 1 couldn't get him to sleep. Now, if we can only tide him over until morning and if this beastly gale will only subside, we'll have good news for him." The respiratory organs seem to take a new interest in their job here, and the 6luggish blood may be observed to man tie in the cbeek of the invalid. The distance from Greenville is twentyeight miles; from Hendersonville, twenty-six miles; from Fletcher station on the R. & D. R. II., thirty-two miles; from Europe, 5,532 miles via Asheville. many a year. "What on earth can they be doing bo far south of the agency? You don't think iiny of the hostiles have got down this way?" "They're all hostiles, sir, when there's only three or four ag in them. It don't matter whether these are from the agency or the Bad Lands now, if they can catch a 'white man a-napping, and something h»6 brought them ont here." "Captain Rolfe,'* was the instant answer, and the flush leajied to Brewster's cheeks, an angry light to his eyes, "1 mean to tell you nothing whatever. 1 am answering Colonel Farquhar." "Aim well, wen, but fire lively." Before quitting the ambulance and its precious freight Ellis had made such examination of the. neighborhood as was possible in the thick darkness, uud discovered that they were close to the edge of a narrow, winding ravine with alD- ruptly sloping banks, and it was in here that those sagacious mules bad sought shelter from the force of the blast. The ambulance w;is standing on a veritable ridge, exposed to the foil fury of the gale, the slope to the rapid running Wolf just in front, the ravine to the right rear. Shouting to the ladies to fear nothing, he had 110 difficulty, when aided by the driver, in starting the wheels, and the instant the vehicle was partially turned into tho track of the storm it was blown backward down into the soft bed of Know, already thick and deep. Here, under the lee of the banks, the stout wagon was comparatively sheltered, for the top of the canvas cover was just a trifle below the general level of the prairie. The mules, startled from their fancied security by the rattle of wheels and canvas as the ambulance was rnn down the slope into their midst, seized with one of their unaccountable panics tore blindly away up the farther bank and out upon the storm swept level beyond. "Well, den't let Rolfe get nenr him,r said Farquhar with a quiet smile. "There isn't a bettor duty officer in fill the Twelfth, but somebody has to suppress him once in awhile." "Permit me to conduct tins matter, Captain Rolfe," said Farquhar, stretching forth a restraining hand and checking the captaiu as he rose with another question on his lips. Rolfe with almost any other man might possibly have persisted. He knew Farquhar, however, and knew that however gentle and courteous might be his manner he could come down hard upon thos» who crossed him. So, with evident effort, he held his tongue, but remained standing. "Be good enough to resume your seat, captain." continued the colonel, all grave politeness: and Rolfe slowly and reluctantly subsided. An easy way to go is to wire Hendersonville for a team and take the Richmond and Danville road to that point, having the team ready and provided with a large lunth. Diseases of the lungs, throat and nervous system promptly relieved. Farquhar never hesitated. Brewster never asked. Holden made him and each of his men swallow a cup of steaming coffee, and the colonel took it as a matter of course that Curly was the very man to go. leader. "He ought to be married." laughed Holden in reply. "My God, man! you don't suppose they've heard of the ambulance?" All this, and much more. Brewster and his man were watching with leunding pulses, in bte&fhless .excitement, Brewster with feelings of mingled hope and despair. Now he knew that the ambulance must be somewhere near at hand, possibly op that long ravine on the south side that slanted in from the prairie not a hundred yards away below them. Surely the banks looked as though there were a good ford at that point. Might not that be the very one of which Ellis spoke? Now, if it were but possible to drop back out of the drifts in which they were hiding and recross the stream, they might yet creep unobserved into the incmth of that gully and feel their way afoot until, somewhere in the snow, they came upon, as he now felt sure they must, the stormbound wagon with its precious contents. From their crouching place it was impossible to see across the ridge that separated them from the ravine referred to: but to the southeast the prairie lay before them, and the keenest eye could detect no sign of hollow between that which lay so uear them and that from whiqli thostvagabond mules had emerged far out upon the plain. Somehow Brewster felt certain that now_at last he was actually within pistol shot of the ambulance, within speaking distance, almost, of the girl he so fondly loved, whose very life at this instant depended not only on his courage, but also on his judgment. One false move would ruin all. o\ Cesar's head. That night when the trumpets pealed tattoo the musicians braced their backs against the blustering northwest and blew as best they could, though Horea# strove to silence their lustiest effort, and no trooper on the windward side could hear a note. Over the whistle  of the gale, far out on the desolate prairie., far to the southeast, however, the stirring, welcoming, hope-reviving strain was borne to the frozen ears of a solitary and well nigh exhausted troojDer, bidding him pluck up courage, rouse himself to renewed effort, and once more plunge forward into theblackness'of the night. flannels were a sight to behold. Our carriage has a fringe around a canopy top, and even long after the rain ceased this wet fringe, which had been full of dust, shed mud all over us as the vehicle jostled over the stony roads and jarred the soiled water in our ears and down our spines. "They hear things quicker than we do, lieutenant. Day or night, calm or storm, those fellows can all around bent us in getting news." 1 took my own team and added a phaeton attached to a saddle horse, but would not advise this course for others. The team is designed more for ornamentaJ driving down the mall at Ticktown, and after thirty miles up a mountain road these gloss.v steeds have not life enough to even stab feebly at a tly with their deformed tails. Also the saddle horse Dandy loped in the phaeton a good deal of the way and tried to follow a pack of hounds at Buck forest. Nothing can be less dignified than a saddle horse hitched to a phaeton riding tc hounds or seeking to follow the bounding coon up a sour wood tree. "You have brandy and blankets iu plenty?" ha asked. "Holden is loading more into the ambulance, and it follows at once. Off with you now." "And they are coining from the northeast, lieutenant," chimed in Murphy. "That means if they are from the villages near the agency they've circled around our people." Impatient even of this brief detention, Brewster led his little baud of troopers off into the. night. There was not a man in the Twelfth that wouldn't have faced worst things than a blizzard for old Berrien's sake, and as for this it was but a bagatelle. "All we've got to do is scud before the gale, fellers." sung out Murphy, joyously, as they went cantering out of camp, and in a second more were lost to sight and hearing. Then came the clatter and rattle of the hospital team, the ambulance, weighted down with robes and blankets and a brace of heavy troopers, despite which ballast the light vehicle was well nigh whirled over by the force of the gale. And then Farquhar and the doctor had time to turn to Ellis and to think. Yet we were not cast down. X think that at such a time one should still be gay, especially if on a picnic or excursion. Before starting on a., picnic we should have decided fully to be merry under the most adverse circumstances, so as to mislead spectators. Did ypu ever see a group of straw riders who did not have tin horns and an air of false gayety and assumed mirth? Breathless the little party watched the coming dots. The stream bore to the northeast after a deep bend about halt' a mile away, and on the farther bank, moving nearly parallel with the valley, about a dozen dark objects could be seen moving at rapiO lojie, the springing, tireless giiit of the Indian pony. Ponies ihev were unquestionably, and each yith his rider. Every moment brought them nearer and nearer, until, as they spread ont in extended order across the level surface, it was possible to count their number, eleven; possible to note that every now and then some one of the number in front or on the flanks would rein in suddenly and circle around and stop, as though examining tracks upon the prairie. "You went to Helena once some five years ago as witness before a court, and the train was held up by road agents, Mr. Brewster. Did you not meet this man about that time?" "Yes, colonel, 1 saw him, but I did not know him from Adam." So long as he kept the gale in his battered face, so long would ho be struggling toward comrades and shelter Staggering, stumbling, spmetiines crawl ing a few paces on hands and knees sometimes turning his back to the icy blast and gasping for breath, sometimes burying his face in his arms, sometimes stretching those arms aloft to heaven and lifting up a sileift prayer for help, for strength, he liad struggled on afoot long after abandoning his fallen and crippled horse. No beckoning light, no glimmering star to guide, only the rude buffets of the cruel, pitiless' IJist, the stinging, biting, thrashing of trie snow pelting hiin like small shot, to point the way, j et savagely to beat him bavk—to bid him face and force them, yet furious to overwhelm and down. Weak and ex hausted, he had well nigh abandoned the last rustige of hope, and a wailing cry went moaning aloft from his cracked and frozen lips: "God in heaven guide me; bear me up: give me strength. It in not for myself, but those jioor women. God in mercy hear mo. God in pity answer.'" So I have learned to put on a society smirk even while having my teeth bored out and tilled with hot lead. Thia is th» proof of refinement. This is the difference between the thoroughbred and the "hoy pulloy." The barbarian swears and hops about on one foot when he hits his crazy bone against the gotMc end of the pew while taking his accustomed place, but the refined and hijrh church communicant clinches his teeth, leans his head forward, smiles a peritonitis smile and bites his hymnal till you C3n read on it the name of the man who wade his teeth. "You conversed with him, did you not, and were at the same hotel at Helena with him?" We started from Fletcher armed with a map made from memory by Dr. Fletcher. Our course was mainly south, along the course of the French Broad river toward its head. We crossed Mud creek, a sullen torrent which looked some like the Chicago water supply, and passed on through the musical woods. Our road was fringed with flowers and berries, the berry season being continuous from May to September. Then fruits of other kinds are plenty everywhere."I did: yes, sir; and I was at the same hotel for thirty-six hours. But he was a total stranger to me. His dress was that of a gentleman, so was his manner, and almost everybody in our car got to talking with him. He was the only one who really saw the train robbers—it was all done so quickly, while we were in our berths; but he had got aboard at some station just before the thing occurred."Then in the whirling cloud of snow Ellis had remounted, shouted again a few encouraging words to the ladies within, assuring them he and his sturdy troop horse would have no diffienlty in reaching camp and bringing aid. urging them meantime to keep snugly bundled in their robes, and with Mrs. Berrien's brave voice and cheery "God speed von. sergeant!" ringing in his tare, he rode gallantly away, forded the shallow stream at the mouth of tho coulee and then, lacing the gale, spurred forth upon his perilous mission. Tho driver and the already somnolent Pete, with what was left of the contents of the depleted flask, crawled into the snowbed beneath the wagon body, rolled themselves into their joint stock of robes and blankets and prepared to spend .a comfortable night. It was an old story to both. •'They must have got uiy dispatch Tuesday uight and left by the earliest train," said Holden. "IIow utterly outrageous a proceeding! Anil yet 1 might have known it of Mrs. Berrien." "It is not possible tho ambulance can have got so far"bver as that," mattered Brewster. "It is not possible that they can have heard of it in all that fearful storm. Why, Morse, it's madness to think of it!" Meantime there had been dismay at the quartermaster's depot. Sterrett, noting the increasing severity of the gale at nightfall, had begun upbraiding himself for liaving allowed,the ladies to persist in tho rash attempt. He had done his best to persuade Mrs. Berrien and to asjure lifer that the major was doing well; he pointed out to her that they had nothing but rough shelter of log and turf and canvas at the camp; that there was absolutely no place where delicately nurtured women could be cared for. He offered her and Miss Winifred his own warm, snug, though rudely furnished room at the station, and ordered his chief clerk to clear out ami sleep in the office. He told her how impossible it was for him to leave his post and his duties of forwarding supplies. and explained that there 'was no officer to properly escort them. But one by one sho had promptly overthrown his objections. Escort? Here was Sergeant Ellis. What better could sho ask? As for hick of accommodation at the camp, had she not lived all one winter with her beloved Dick in a Kansas dugout just the year after their marriage? Had she not camped with him on the Yellowstone?—nursed him in a deserted log hut through the mountain fever in the Big Horn? Were there not women, school teachers and the agent's and trader's families there at tho agency? What had she to fear for herself or Winifred in the midst of the Twelfth? Later on we passed a mission school. in the door of which sat a big, plain boy with large, comprehensive bare feet. He greeted us pleasantly with his thumb on his nose, making some mystic sign which we could not understand. Possibly it was a sign of distress and meant that he needed a handkerchief. School was taken up at the time and we ot a whiff of knowledge as we pas.-. the door. "Did you not know when he enlisted that h« gave an assumed name?" So we moved calmly on with a subdued gayety and now and again a little burst of chastened, English humor, till at half past 9 at night the welcome lights of the hotel at the summit loomed up in : the darkness. No hotel was ever more welcome. No landlord ever looked more tagelic, and how we slept! An apprentice in the business could have robbed me of my all. A plain woman in middle life could have come in and carried me away to her eyrie without waking me, but through some strange oversight it was not attended to. "No, colonel, 1 did not. For all 1 know Ellis is his own name." "I don't know bow far the team mr.v have been driven out that way, sir, but the blizzard came from the northwest, from their left front; it beat across their path all the way and mules won't face it, and if it isn't the ambulanco they're after, what can it be?"' So long as the Indians kept up their powwow at the bend, so long was Winifred safe. Tho longer they delayed the nearer would it bring Murphy and the men from the main crossing three miles away up stream. Then, six to six, he Could laugh at the Sioux. But any one who kne\v Indians at all knew that the discovery of the mules would only set them to work to find the snow camp from which the animals had broken away. Aye, even as these things flashed through his mind, Brewster could see that they were signaling "halt" to the herd guard, and that two of the youngsters were lashing their ponies out in front of the band and gradually bringing it to a standstill. Almost at the same moment, too, those in consultation separated, three riding swiftly after the herd, while the other three, slowly and cautiously, began to advanee toward the hollow wheuce the mules had emerged. Evidently they expected to find the white won't! Tvocrrvn ♦.VIPTV* "Yet yon knew him as Ralph Erroll at Helena," burst in Rolfe.again. "Captain Rolfe," said the colonel, with marked emphasis, "I will ask yon to withdraw; but, except by Dr. Holden'8 permission, you will not speak of this matter to Major Berrien. I desire to see Mr. Brewster for myself. No, Holden, you remain." "My God, if we only knew where it was!" groaned Brewster. "Come what may, men, we've got to stand 'twixt it and those scoundrels. Here, Murphy, lively now, slip back down into the valley and ride for all you're worth to the ford and bring those fellows back with you, every man of them. Tell them tc keep under the bank and ride like hell. Off with yon, now." And this time there was 110 recall: Murphy was out of sight We soou reached the French Broad river, and followed its banks closely for three hours, it is a majestic river with an ornamental fringe of beautiful trees and a solemn and dignified carriage that wins the respect and esteem of tho beholder.And over tho wrath and fury of the mad hurricano, triumphing above the shriek and howl of tho temptest, ringing like the voice of archangel through the vault of the storm lashed skies, God's answer fame. The divine pity, riding indeed upon the storm, spoke to him in the glad, thrilling, familiar strains of the far away trumnota of the Twelfth. There was no help for it now, Rolfe had to go: and go he did, without a word. Then Farquhar, in his courteous tones, repeated his questiou and received prompt reply: But. despite all tlio driver's efforts on the way, the gale had forced them far to the right of the main road and those which paralleled it, the only ones at all familiar to the Twelfth, and when Brewster and his little squad reached tio ford, along toward two o'clock in the morning, tney sought in vain in evenravine and break—shouted, tired their carbines aiul sour.ded their trumpet, all to no purposp. Not an answering cry rewarded their efforts. From Ellis' description Brewster knew that the L-diCs were so muffled in furs that within their canvas shelter they could hardly suffer greatly from the cold. lie was assured that the driver and Pete were with them, also well provided with robes and blankets, and that they were in no immediate danger of freezing: but ho could not bear the thought of the long, weary waiting, the dread anxiety, the darkness, the isolation in all that howling wilderness. He could picture Winifred nestled iu her mother's arms, wondering. wondering, as the hours dragged by, when, if ever, human aid would come to their relief. At four o'clock he and his party had searched and scouted for half a dozen miles up and down the valley. Some of his best and stanchest men were giving out, and these, with Sergeant Brooks, he ordered to push along with the gale and seek news and Rlielter at the station. In the morning the view burst upon us as it would if wo had been brought there by enchantment. 1 wish that I had a command of language and I could make a nuisance of myself by taking up a column of valuable advertising space here with a description of the unlimited view. A friend of mine, who has a wonderf uLcommand of language, and who is a great reader, being a regular subscriber to The Century Magazine, said yesterday, rather tersely, it seemed to me, that it seemed to him the scene beggared description.Farming is indulged in along this valley by those who can afford it, and is uot a harmful practice so long as one does not neglect his family to do it. 1 "He certainly gave his name as Erroll in Helena and as Ellis when he enlisted, colonel, hut which is right or that either is right I have no means of know ing." And yet, at the very moment when every other man in the regiment was landing their names and congratulating them upon their deserved laurels, one captain, Rolfe, was practically demanding at the hands of his colonel that they should be stripped of their high estate and Bent to the rear in arrest. As Dr. Holden stood there listening to the accusations and arguments brought forward by Captain Rolfe, he could not but recall the remarks that in one form or other had occasionally been brought to his ears at Rolfe's expense. Even so conservative and loyal a fellow as Warren, the adjutant, had once summarized his character in forcible terms. "I respect his ability," said he, "but damn his egotism. Rolfe in this regiment is just like the one juror who said that they could long ago have agreed on conviction but for the eleven blooming idiots who held out for acquittal." Rolfe was a man of such intensity of opinion and purpose that once having made up his own mind as to what somebody else ought to do, he deemed it not only a right but a duty to instruct the other party, no matter what that party's in a flash. Nearer and nearer rode the savage horsemen, now about a mile away. Already Morse and his silent comrade had swung their carbines out of their leathern buckets, thrust a cartridge in the chamber and loosened others in the woven thimbles. Brewster never for an instant quit his gaze, but his hand had stolen back and loosed the flap of the holster at his hip. The movements of the Indians had puzzled him; they were riding not as though moving on some point already determined, hut rather as if searching, feeling their way. Every now and then. too. some of their number cantered to the edge of the bank and seemed to scrutinize the valley. CHAPTER XL never allow my farming here in North Carolina to interfere with my club life. As soon as 1 see that agriculture is getting too much of a hold on me I go to New York, where 1 engage board and try to think of something else. "Well, I am told that ho gave you much of his history and that you lent him monev in Dead wood." "I did lend him, though at the time 1 thought 1 was giving him, twenty dollars to pay pressing debts which he had to settle before he could leave there and come to us. He was destitute and starving. He did tell me something of his past, but whether it was true or not 1 cannot say. The more 1 see of him the more 1 believe it; believe he was a gentleman born and bred, and that he had had hard luck, lost home and friends and fortune: that ho *ook to the west and mining; that he made and lo?t alternately: that now he is reaping tome reward for his labor. What I know is that he is a tiptop soldier, of whom tho whole regiment has reason to be proud, even though 1 don't know what may l»e his own name." At Calhoun we paused for refreshments and allowed the horses to rest 8% hours. Calhoun is a quiet hamlet consisting of a house and barn. The house contains a store also, aud in this store almost everything from a thrashing machine to the little mammoth pill for tired feeling may be obtained. As we started gayly away we learned that we had fourteen miles .vet ahead of t;s of mountain road with which wo were not familiar. Soon after this wo began to inquire about the route and distance. Wo got a great deal of information, such as it was. The psalmist said in his haste that all men were liars, if he would travel in the mountains here be could take all summer for the statement and make a typewritten copy of it also. [TO EE CONTINUED,] This flow of language with him seems All Amendment. Bui finch—How are and his wife getting along together? Wooden—Ob, I don't to be a sort of gift, and be has strengthened it a good deal by a careful course of reading. He has read all the standard works, he says, and is a good grammarian. I was witli him eight days on a trip once, and he spoke so correctly, even when under the influence of liquor, that it was almost a relief to hear the driver violate a rule of grammar now and then iu pronouncing a enrse on his mules. makes vou ;tsk? KUOYV v.'hai 'But the regiment is ordered to march tomorrow,* said Sterrett. "It is uii open secret that the Indians have slipped away from the troopn along the Cheyenne, and there's the mischief to pay." Bnlfirieh—Oh, nothing; oulv when they got married thay had one of those mottoes, "God Bless Our Home." in the sitting room; and now ho has it up ;n his smoking room with "As fai as pos- "Snowdrifts are too deep and plenti ful in there, around that lDeiid, sir That's why they're up on the prairie.'' •nble" written underneath it.—Boston Courier "All the more reason for my being at my husband's side," promptly answered this army heroine. "Dr. Holden will have to go, and Dick will be left practically alone. Winifred and I start at once, even if we have to walk." Brewster's heart seemed almost to stand still. All on a sudden the leaders swerved; the blanketed riders could be seen bending low and over as they swung their nimble steeds in circle tc the right. And then, then, an instant more, and, tossing the powdery snow all in a tleecy white cloud, there came tearing up out of the depths of some unseen coulee a lively herd of Indian ponies rejoicing in their unwonted freedom and determined not to he herded back to slavery without a struggle. The Sticking Point. The Chicago Girl—Plague take this eastern culture! In Seaifli of a Hasb.inil. Holden was listening eagerly to every word. Of course that ended the matter. Against such determination he was powerless. Having first done his best to detain them he had then bent all his efforts to the duty of transportation, and now at a late hour in the evening and in the energetic and familiar language of fie corral was blaspheming the fate that Her Boston Aunt—What is the matter, iuv dear? He—So your friend. Mis* Welldo, has gone to Europe, Miss Ethel? Miss Ethel—Yes, Clara sailed last week with her aunt. Brewster led his tittle band of trooper* off into the night The road from Calhoun is said to be very wild and beautiful. We traversed tho most of it after dark and in the midst of a terrific mountain storm, so it struck uie at the time as rather uionotonousand "hita-raining." Half thetiine one woulJ have to pause and say, "Mr. Sneaker, where was 1 at?"  "May 1 ask a question, colonel "Certainly, doctor." "Who's there?" demanded Brewster from beneath his robes and blankets, as late that night his name was called. Three others he jKisted near the main crossing of the Wolf, under the lee of a little bluff, where they and their horses speedily stamped a hole in the snowdrifts around the hospital ambulance and huddled for warmth—fires they could not light, even had there been a The Chicago Girl—I've really become interested in Ibsen. 1 think he's bully; 1 take to transcendentalism without any trouble; I'm getting used to eyeglasses and I dote on dignity, but I can't gel. over saying "Rats!" instead of merely elevating eyebrows.—Life. rank or station might be; and this was practically what Rolfe had been doing to his colonel ever since Holden appeared upon the scene. Personally Holden had nevfer met Rolfe before the "Brewster, did ho ever tell you where his home was—where his relatives now live?" He—She will doubtless have a pleasant time. "It is 1—Holden. Tumble up, man; 1 want you quick." Ethel—Yes; still Clara is bent on business rather than pleasure. She has finished her sixth season.—Texas Sittings"Yes—Louisville; and I have a packet whioh, should he be killed or mortallr "My Cod, doctor, is Berrien worse?" It was hard to repress the shout of j«y that sprang to the soldiers' lips. Then