Pittston Gazette

              VHL.ISJIK1) I H50. t VOL XLVII. D0. 7. I Oldest Newspaper in the Wvuming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE 00., PA., FRIDAY. OCTOBER 3k 1S96. A Weekiy local and Fam ly Journal. f"-?8 SStlStS Lieutenant Warren, and the maddest, "miserablest" man in all the garrison was Lieutenant Will Farrar. When a voting fellow is full of soldierly ambition, when he knows he is master of his work and is eager for an f r* — X \" VfCl - D J WNtsooaen ana stupenca, Drink, drink, driuk. Iu some form lio would find the poisou and gulp it down, waxing crazed and nervous if it were withheld from him, turning mad and reckless if it were given. Drink he surely would all through this blossed Christmas eve, and at any hour, any moment 011 the morrow she might expect him to appC ar before them all, iu the midst of their joyous Christmas pathering, in drunken exultation, demanding his seat at his wife's side, at his mother's hoard. What- that would mean to that gentle mother, whose very life seemed now hanging by a thread, God alone cocid sav. veil or lace and cast black shadows on the dazzling surface. Every where about the post lights were twinkling in the quarters and sounds of soldier merriment and revelry came from the barracks. Over at the assembly room Iiorke and his party were still busily at work hanging festoons of green and completing the decorations for the morrow, while iu the several households among the officers dinner parties or similar entertainments called together under one roof or another almost all the families as well as the bachelors of the garrison. The children were rejoicing in their great Christmas tree at the chapel. The colonel had bidden them all to his big house for a .Santa Claus party after the public ceremony of the post Sunday school, and Aunt Lueretia, a garrulous, flighty, feather braiued fairy of 40 summers or more, was doing her best to get the little gifts in proper order against their coming, being aided in her perplexities and complications hy the dreamy, but devoted, Wayne. Kitty was dining at the Farwells'—a temporary truce haviug been patched up between her and Will about sunset—and Ellis, too, very, very much against her wish, was one of this party. Ormsby was, of course, bidden, aud had been placed next the lady of his love, but averted eyes and monosyllabic answers were the only returns of his devotion. to call every duty officer to his presence, even by day, and he would be almost the last man to break in upon the festivities of the season with a stem call to arms unless arms and men both wore needed somewhere. The day had been one lofig trial to Mrs. Farrar, aud since noon one long torture to her cherished friend. And so, as they were seated about the chaplain's fire and the trumpet notes were heard, aud a servant hastening in said, "It's officers' call, sir,"just as Ellis feared her mother was seized with sudden faintuess. "My boy. Willy! They won't take him," she faltered, and then sank back nerveless iuto her chair. at the doorway already, the corporal's guard, obeying the impatient summons of the young officer in command, came trotting up at double quick, a noncommissioned officer and two troopers. One of the latter, stocky, heavily bearded, slouchy, with lnrtive, bloodshot eyes, looked uneasily about him as the detail halted, and, springing up the steps, the corporal lightly touched the cowboy on the shoulder. Thorpe had turned back as though to hurl some parting shot or sarcasm at the oppressor, but at. the touch of the corporal's hand looked coolly around. "Well, sonny, what do you want?" was rousing the county with a vengeance, hoping to ride down the valley in strong force within the hour and "wind up I he whole business" lDefore the cavalry could coine to the rescue of the offending band. Will could hear the occasional whoop and yell that came ringing over on the still night air, and he was in a petulant mood bordering on exasperation when admitted at the chaplain's and ushered into the parlor, where Kitty still lay clasped in the mother's arms. lover, if not actually to wish that she were a man and could go too. Ellis, quick to notice Ormsby's coming, had slipped back within the hall and partially closed the door. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see that her mother had left her reclining chair and was bending fondly over Will, smoothing his tumbled hair and striving to soothe and comfort him, but it was evident that Will was sorely hurt, for he turned away in irrepressible chagrin ana distress and covered his face with his hands. Helen Daunton, forgetful for the moment of her own bitter trouble, had sought to aid her friend in consoling the boy, but it was her first experience in such a case. She had never realized what it meant to a proud and ambitious young soldier to be held ia garrison when his comrades were being sent to the field, and, finding presently that she could be of little aid, she drew away toward the window to join the chaplain and his wife, who were gazing out upon the parade, when the stirring notes of adjutant's call came trilling through the hazy moonlight, and, with a groan that seemed to rise from the depths of his heart, poor Will threw himself face downward upon the sofa, utterly refusing to be comforted. opportunity to prove it, when everybody has been treating him as a boy and he known hC- has all the ability of a man, when his sweetheart, even, has been teasing and twitting him ujion his apparent lack of consequence iu the eyes of the garrison, and he is therefore all the more mad to prove at any hazard that it contains no more daring and spirited an officer, such an opportunity as was here afforded Mr. Farrar was not to be lost. He had implored Colonel Penton to let bim be the bearer of the message and was broken hearted at the kind but firm refusal "Th# Indian is peculiar, Will," said the old soldier gontly. " He never forgets or forgives. If his father had been killed as yours was he would hold it something to be vyentred, although resentment had to -fan concealed, perhaps for years. They know you are his son. They know that the white men are leaguing now to avenge the death of Pete. They cannot understand such a thing as while soldiers, from sheer sense of duty and justice, interposing against their own kind to save the red man. lit your coming they would read only treachery and would argue that you came to urge their remaining so that we might join onr "white brethren in surrounding and wiping them out of existence. Whatever you urged, even in my name, they would be sure not to da No, I must send Warren. They know him well and trust nun.' tint Fonton was thankful he had so good an excuse, for even without it he could not have brought himself to send Marjorie Farrar's only remaining son upon amission that might prove perilous—that would certainly seem perilous in her eyes. Hastening to the chaplain's as soon as Thorpe made his melodramatic exit, Ornisby was met at the door by the good old dominie himself and begged him to say to Mrs. Farrar that there was no cause for alarm. There had been a fight between Indians and cowboys several miles away, and Colonel Penton had decided to send a force out to keep the peitce. She heard his voice, and faintly but eagerly a ked that he should come in. It was ilehu, not Ellis, who bore her message—lieltsn, who noted with ■ comfort, and Ellis, with mixed emotion, that the mother had learned to lean upon this stanch and devoted friend. Mrs Farrar took his hand and looked appealingiy up into his face as he briefly told her what had happened tuid what the colonel had decided to da "Will Willy have to go?" was her one question, and, ignorant as yet thaf Leale's troop would be designated to remain, Ormsby gravely answered that he presumed the entire command was ordered out. "But," he added reassuringly, "that fact itself is the surest guarantee of peace. There can be no further disorder in face of so strong a force.'' She scrambled to her feet the instant he entered and tDegun an energetic outburst, bnt the sight of his woebegone face checked her suddenly. Mrs. Fr.rrar |fcaCl instantly the cause of his gloom, and her eyes brightened with rejoicing. "Willy, my boy, then you don't have to go?" COPrfciCMl. *89W. B* t. TLNNYSON Hill.V* And here she lay, hesitant, impotent, cowardly, when the lives and happiness of those dearest to her were at stake, shrinking even now from an appeal to Onnsby, who alone in all the garrison probably was competent to advise and help, and Ormsby had already suffered, and suffered much on her account. In the loyal observance of his promise he had brought himself under the ban of suspicion, and with half an eye Helen could se-e that Ellis looked upon their relation with utter distrust. Great heaven! Was she to be a curse to every one who had been kind to her? The thought was intolerable. wrnie aiong, »en," saia tne corporal quietly, then started back involuntarily at the expression of amazement and wrath that shot suddenly iuto the cowboy's face. t eyes, that leering, hal£^lruiiken,swollen, triumphant face came to torment irtid distract her. If she opened them, it was only to find sweet, anxious futures br tiding over her,foil of tender™ ss, sympathy and unspoken inquiry. Do v;hat /he could to allay it, Helen Daunton saw plainly that Marjorie Farrar more than suspected that there was some exciting cause for that sudden prostration. In utter helplessness she lay, striving to plan, striving to see a way out of this new and most appalling complication. That the man who had wrecked her life should return as it were from the grave was in itself horrible enough, but that he should reappear in the flesh here, at Frayue, Where his presence was a menace to tl.e peace of so many who were dear to her and to the very life jierhaps of the gentle invalid who was nearest of all, was torment indeed. Ormsby turned and sped away for the offiea At least he could ascertain the cause of tho summons and bring them ridings if meant no move, but the tirst glance through the window at his uncle's face, as he stood surrounded by his officers, told tho New Yorker, already experienced in frontier garrison life, that, something imminent was iu the wind. Penton was talking rapidly, as was his wout when roused, and tho only faces m the group that did not seem to kindle in responso to the light in hiB keen, sparkling eyes were those of two heavily blanketed Indians standing sullen and imperturbable beside bim. Out in the snow half a dozen noncommissioned officers were gathered in a group by the little knot of Indian ponies and cowboy bronchos. An Indian boy. lolling in bis saddle, replied in monosyllables to their eager questions. A brace of cowboys, one of them obvi-onsly in liqnoT, sought to impress upon all within hearing (heir version of some row that had evidently taken nlane Among the bystanders was Ormsby's old friend, the sergeant major, and to him he appealed. Alarmed at Mrs Dannton's failure to rejoin them, Leale had touted the reins to his orderly, and, leaving Mrs. Farrar seated in the sleigh, hurried into the building in search ot her. It was a prostrate, sennele.\s form he found, close to the inner door, and only after a deal of trouble did she revive. Greatly alarmed, Mrs. Farrar had caused her to be driven straight home, and there the doctor came and Ellis and ministering angels without stint and quest*"*"-'* without number, but meantime Leale, with wrathful face, had gone to his troop quarters and summoucd his first sergeant. Graice had not been with the men at dinner, was that worthy's report. He was at the post exchange eating sandwiches and drinking beer at that moment, and Leale sent for him. CHAPTER VIII. "What!" hissed Thorpe, striding a pace forward. "You here? You officiating as policeman to show mo off Uncle Sam's jailyard. You, you sneak aud scum!" he shouted, shaking a fist in Graice's sodden face. "You, you braggart and blackguard—you coward, who left poor Crawford's wife without a defender. You cur, who stole the last cent he had and then betrayed him to the Indians; you liar, who brag of being an officer's son and dare not own your own name! "Don't have to go!" was the wrathful ans- have tQ bo) been on my knees to that stony hearted old rip for the hist ten minutes, and he won't, lot me go," "God bless him!" were the mother's fervent words. "He knew —he well knew—what it would cost me to have my only boy torn from me at this time," was the thought that flashed through her mind, and her eyes welled with grateful tears, though she could say 110 more. It was Kitty who restored the social equilibrium. "I won't have you speak of Uncle Fen ton in that disgraceful way, Mr. Farrar. You ought to be thankful you don't have to go, as you put it. Have yon totally forgotten our engagement for tomorrow night?" "Oh, for heaven's sake, Kitty! What is that at such a time as this? There won't be a sign of a dance unless ihey all get back in time, and I'd rather be dead than left here the first scout the regmient has after my joining it." He threw himself disgustedly into a chair, refusing to see his mother's outstretched hand and for the time being absolutely indifferent to Kitty's reproaches. It was the discovery of this fact that taught Helen Danuton amazed her friend by springing from her bed anil throwing up the window Rash. "Air, air!" sho moaned. "I feel as though I were suffocating," and, leaning far out into the wintry twilight, bathing her aching head in the cold, sparkling air, she gazed wildly northward • toward the bluff. Aye, muffled in the heavy canvas overcoat, the fur cap down about the bloated, bearded face, slouching along the sentry post was the form she dreaded, hated to see, yet sought with burning eyes. As she gazed he saw and stood and, leering over the intervening drifts of spotless snow, kissed his fur gloved paw nnd tossed his hand in half defiant, half derisive, all insulting salutation."Come," said the chaplain in a low tone, "they will be better left to them- Belves. Let us go out and 'see the troops form line," and, hastily quitting the parlor, they came suddenly upon Ellis lingering at the outer door. Grieved and hurt at first, the sterling fellow was finally stung to reprisals. He was guilty of no wrong. He was worthy far kinder treatment at her hands, and, noting her apparent determination to talk only with the men across the table or with Captain Amory, who had taken her in, the New Yorker presently succeeded in interesting the lady on his right, and, when dinner was over and the women passed out into the parlor, was enabled to make way for Miss Farrar with a very courteous but entirely ceremonious bow. Ellis flushed, but, inclining her head, paused him by without a word. "Stand back!" he fiercely cricd as the corporal once more strove to place a hand upon his sbouldei. "I've no quarrel with you, Reddy, or with this other poor devil, who can only do as he's ordered, but I'd die in my tracks before that white livered bound should escort me off this post. Out of the way!" he cried, and with one magnificent bound reaehed his horse, leaped into his saddle, and dashed a few yards away. Then, whirling about, he swung his hat in air. "Good night to you, gentlemen. Merry Christmas to you, one and all. You've got one of those bloody murderers here, so keep him if you choose, but we'll have the other three before tho sun rises in spite of all the thugs and thieves like that fellow you can muster iu the cavalry." Something had tended to sober the man, for he came into the captain's presence, looking sullen, but self possessed. "I warned you after that affray with Crow Knife,"said Leale, "that you were to keep out of temptation and mischief until you were sober enough to understand what I had to say to you. Where were you between dinner call and 12:80?" For sr-.mc hours she lay there facing lier fate, shutting out all thought of her "Mr. Ormsby was saying goodby to Kitty," she nervously explained, "and I remained here for a moment. He is still there." iiewlorn hojDe and joy thus summarily blasted, seeing ouly, thinking only of the peril that involved her friend. The short winter day wore on. The spirits the younger members of the social circle seemed undimmed, for, as stable call was sounding, she could hear merry chat and laughter again in the parlor below stairs. Ellis alone seemed to share with her mother the anxiety or uneasiness which followed the events of the morning. She had refused to join (he little party that had gone up, as they expressed it, "to call on Kitty." She had refused partly from a feeling Yes, still there, although he bad said adieu to his little sister, and the squadron was rapidly forming on the parade. Still there and looking now and then beyond Kitty's pretty, pathetic little face, clouded with a trouble altogether * new to it. Still there, and longing for a sight of the face he loved as he did no other despite all its coldness and aversion. Then they came hurrying forth— the old dominie and his faithful helpmeet, the two young and beautiful1 women—and at sight of them Ormsby suddenly dismounted and passing the reins to his orderly ran nimbly up the steps and extended his hand. "Good night, chaplain—good night, Mrs. Ransom. We count on eating our Christmas dinner here despite the night march. Good night, Miss Farrar," he added gravely; gently. "We still hope to be here to wish you merry Christmas. Please extend my sympathies to WilL I; know how bard it is for him to stay., Good night, Mrs. F—Mrs. Daunton," he stumbled on, and extended to her the .hand which 'he had withheld "What's up sergeant?" "Been a fight, sir—cowboys and Indians." Christmas drunk, I reckon. The cowboys were having some fan with 'heir lariats, and they roped old Big Road off his pony and shot at him when be showed fight. Then his two sons shot Laramie Pete, and it looks like a general scrimmage. Big Road's whole village is cammed only ten miles down stream, and they're war dancing already. There's a lot of •drunken cowboys over at town, and tbey swear they'll rouse the county and clean out the whole Indian ontfit." "Walkiing off my heat, sir, as the captain directed." It was then nearly 8:30 o'clock, and the gleeful voices of the childten could be heard returning from the chapel, and, mindful of his promise to Helen Daunton, Ormsby was already figuring for an opportunity of temporary escape. It had been arranged that most of the officers and 1 adieu were to gather at the hoproom atter 10, "just to see if the floor was in good shape for tomorrow," and Jack well understood that Ellis did not mean that he should be her escort, and, as matters now stood, he did not desire her to suppose that such was his wish. Even as he was pondering over the cigarettes and coffee how he should manage the matter and giving but absentminrted attention to the cheery chat about bim Captain An.nry suddenly lifted his hand and said, "Hush!" Leale stood closely scanning the swollen face of the soldier. He was always grave and deliberate in dealing with the malcontents of his command, rarely speaking in anger and never in a tone indicativeof irritation. Under the captain's calm, steadfast scrutiny (iraice plainly winced. His bloodshot eyes wandered restlessly aliout, and his fingers closed and unclosed nervously. "Mrs. Farrar," she cried in utter desperation, turning madly away from the hateful sight, "I—I must get into the open air awhile. Yon won't mind, dear. I must walk, walk, run, rnsh in the cold. No, don't come, and pray let Ellis keep with you. In 10, 20 minutes at most, I'll return." X And with a parting malediction at Giaice and a lash of the stinging quirt, he whirled his broncho and dashed away at the gallop. :f indisposition to any gayety, partly fium a sisterly sympathy for Will, who, she felt wC 11 assured, longed for an uninterrupted half hour with his capricious ladylove, and partly because she shrank from appearing in the colonel's parlor, thereby possibly giving Ornisby half a reason to think she sought him. Evidently the young people had had small mercy on Will. Evidently Kitty had lent herself not unwillingly to the fun at his expense, for, after biti'jg savagely at his finger nail and tugging furiously at his mustache, the body had pitched angrily out of the colonel's house and come homo for comfort, and thither had they followed him, two or three happier couples, and, catching him in the parlor, all unconscious of Mrs. Dauuton's seclusion aloft, were us bent on coaxing him to tetura with them as he, with assumption of lordly indifference, was determined to make it appear that he had no such desire or intention. He carried his point too. He knew well enough that Kit's complicity in the ploi was for the piirpose of teasing him. He couldn't afford to let them see he was indignant at her or at them; neither could he afford to let her see that he was not justly offended. And right iu the midst of all the babel of protest ami laughter the doorbell rang, and at the head of the stairs, just as stable call was sounding, listening ears beard the unctuous, jovial tones ot Corporal Rorke inquiring for Captain Leale. "Damn that fellow!" said Ponton. "I like him in spite of all his deviltry. There's no help for it, gentlemen—the Twelfth has got to spend its Christmas standing between those rough i4ders and the very banc} that killed our colonel three long years ago.'' "All, Helen, wait until Willy, until Malcolm Leale, returns from the stables. Set\ they're coming now. They will walk with you." "You have made but an ill name for yourself thus far, my man," said Leale, "and this day's work has not added to your credit. SVliat started the trouble with Crow Knife?" Thanking the staff sergeant for his information, Ormsby on to the crowded room and stood in the outskirt of the throng of officers. Fenton was speaking as he entered the hall, and his voice had no uncertain ring. He had been questioning one of the cowboy leaders, a scowling, semidetiunt, but splendidly built specimen of frontier chivalry, and it was evident that the verdict of the commander was against these turbulent gentry and in favor of the Indians. "Oh, no, no, no! Do you not see? 1 must lie alone. I cannot talk with any one. Let me go," she cried. Then, before eithei the mother could interpose or Ellis, who came hurrying into the room, could urge one word, she had seized a heavy wrap aud gone almost bounding down the stairs. "He struck me," was the surly anew er. CHAPTER X. Just as first call for-tattoo was sounding (no one having thought io tell the orderly trumpeter that, both on accouut of the holiday and the unexpected duty for the garrison, "the rnles were suspended") a long column of cavalry wound away through the shimmer of the snowy moonlight and disappeared from sight along the flats below the post. Fen ton and Wayne, with four of the six troops, had ridden down stream for a ten mile march. His object was to bring Big Hoad, with his little village, warriors, women, children, ponies, dogs, dirt and all, within the lines of the reservation of Fort Frayne. Once there even cowboy dare not molest them and no self appoint* d shtriff could impost his authority. With all Thorpe's blus ter Finton felt reasonably assured thai even in so turbulent a corner of Wyoming the hustlers could not muster in force sufficient to wan ant an attack that night. "You have teen drinking liqucr today, Graice, and it is suid of yen throughout the whole "troop that when drinking you are ugiy and ill tempered I have known Grow Knife a long time and never knew him to be in trouble tiefore. Youaie the first maij of this command to quarrel with him. Let it he the last time. Ho bears a good name; you have made a bad one. Another thing: You were working there at the hall this morning under Corporal Rorke. What became of you when the other men left and went to dinner?'' Out across the parade, quick, stitring and spirited, (he cavalry trumpet was sounding "officers' call," and every man sprang to bis feet. "What can it mean?" "What has happened?" were the questions that assailed them as they came streaming out through the parlor in search of their greatcoats. At the threshold she recoiled, for there, his honest face full of eagerneod ad the door flew open, stood Jack Orms- from Ellia. "Oh, pardon me J Did Farrar give yoma note I intrusted to him for yon?" 'Willy, my bo-y, then you don't have t-» "By your own admission, Thorpe, your fellows are on a tear, and whether they meant it as fun or not it was rough fan at best and nothing less than a mad brained trick in my eyes and an outrage fiom the Indiiui point of view. Big Road would have been no chief at all if he hadn't resented it furiously. It may be, as you say, that he was first to pull his gun. but you pulled him off his horse. The men that did it deserve to be her how thoroughly in earnest he was, taught her that there was something alive in his heart of which she might well be jealous, and for the first time in her life the girl stood a little in awe of him, and, relinquishing her purpose of upbraiding, she turned baok, baffled and defeated, and took refuge by the mother's chair. yot" "Not yet, Mr. Ormsby. He has hardly thought of anything but his grief at being retained here." For answer she bowed her head aud hid it. in white hands. No wonder it seemed as though Christmas ever brought its tragedy to her at old Fort Frayne. "Well, ask him for it before 10 o clook It"—and he was halting painfully now, for Ellis, withdrawing a pace from the group, was gazing straight into his face—"it—it explains itself. You 11 understand it. Good night; good night, all. I must hurry." And with' that he ran down the steps and out ofi the gate, mounted quickly, and without* a backward glance rode quickly away to take his place by the colonel's side. Another moment and the adjutant, gal-' loping out in front of the long line ofc horses, had presented the squadron to Major Wayne, and that distinguished* officer, unexpectedly awake and lively,, lost no time in preliminaries, but broke, his command at once into column ofi fours, and with the band playing ita joyous march music, and with old Fen-, ton himself in the lead, away they werifr down the winding road to the flats to the east "Did you ever know such a regiment?" exclaimed the hostess impulsively. "I do believe we never get through Christmas without a tragedy of some kind" And then she birher tongue as she caught sight of Ellia Farrar's startled face. " "I—was thirsty—and went for a drink," was the shifty .«a*wcr. "Went where? You were not then at the post exchange." And then came diversion that was merciful. There was a rush of light footsteps, a flutter of silken skirts on the porch without, a bang at the door and in came Kitty, flushed, disheveled, tearful, indignant. "Tell us who are to go, Willy," said Mrs. Farrar entreatingly. "Everybody but me and Leale. They'll be off hi'ten minutes tea Even Jack Ormsby goes, and I'm ordered— absolutely ordered—to stay here, as if I were some—tome baby in arms, unfit to do duty with my fellows. I'll never forgive Fenton as long as I live." The soldier turned redder, if possible, hitched uneasily, the bloodshot eyes still wandering warily u.bout, as though eager for any light other than that which burned in the clear, stem gaze of his captain. "I went for a drink," he repeated, "and I'm not bonnd to say Where and .so get some one else in trouble. I'm not without friends here even if I haven't them among my officers, and I can bo true to those who are true to me." "I think if yon will excuse me, Mrs. Farwell, I will go to mother a moment. She is at the chaplain's by this time and Mrs. Daunton is with her. Still, I feel anxious. All this may excite her very much." I ti IfSt S* "What's this about Willy's going?" she demanded. "Where is he? What business has he— Why, he cannot go, Mrs. Farrar. He's engaged to me for the germ an tomorrow* night." And so, while the officers went hurrying away across to tlio adjutant's office, Ormsby found himself, after ail, tendering his arm to Miss Farrar. He was th*' only man left. Kitty, excited and agitated, she knew not why, had made some comical attempts to detain Will, but his long logs had by this time carried him half way tothrfscene of the sudden summons. Big Koad's braves were few in num ber, but they were lighters to a man. sins, like those of all their tribt and kindred tribes, had long since been forgiven them by Uncle Sam, and it was not for his vassals to keep up thC feud. Rare, indeed, are the easts wher the soldier has long cherished a grudpt against the Indian. The Twelfth h;!C fought like devils after the murder, s "And I'll never forget it," murmured the mother as she gently checked Kitty, once more about to burst into impetuous speech. "I'm sure Colonel Fenton had grave and good reasons for keeping you here, my son, and if so tried and brave a soldier as Captain Leale can remain without reproach surely you can." Then Will's voice responded, and Will was very distant and dignified. "Captain Leale in not here, corporal. Have you been to hit? quarters?" There was something so comical in her utter inability to understand the gravity of the situation, to realize that a soldier's duty far outranked even so solemn a compact as an engagement to dance with his sweetheart, that even Mrs. Farrar forgot her grief and apprehension for the moment and opened her arms to the imperious little lady and drew her to her heart. "J cannot Utlk with any one. Let vui go." by. "I—I was just about to ring," ho faltered, "and inquire after you—and for—Mis* Farrar. You really startled "Such talk is buncombe, Graice," said Leale coolly, "aud you know it. You will do better to keep clear of friends who give you liquor. You are sober enough to appreciate now w hat you hear and what you say. Keep clear of it, I warn you, or it will be your undoing. Are you not for guard?" "I am, sir, and ready to take my turn when needed, but I can take no such affront as that redskin slang in my teeth." "Sure, I went there furst, sorr, and they told me he was hero if anywhere. Thin, bed ad, lie'H nowhere,"' me." And up aloft they heard—Ellis heard —the eager, low toned, almost breathless answer. "Oh, Mr. Ormsby. It was you I sought. Come—right in here." "There's just the difference," answered Will miserably. "Leale 'has been under fire and on trying duty time and attain. His reputation was assured long years ago. I'm treated as a boy by —by everybody in this garrison, high or low, and forbidden a chance to do a thing. If you folks want to see that command off, the sooner you get out to the bluff the better." "Ho'h gone down to the stables already perhaps, "said Farrar,'' and you '11 Cud him there. Yonder goes the call "Thank yon, no. I do not need it," said Ellis coldly. "Indeed, I do not ueed escort at all to go so short a dis thev could but regard it. of their b- Once out of the garrison the band, wheeled out of column and played th&C troopers by, then trotted back to unsaddle for the night. Men, women and, children, the populace of Fort Frayne, gathered along the eastern edge of the plateau and silently, and in not a fewcases tearfully, watched the column ou* of sight in the dim, ghostly light, and then little Trumpeter Meinecke came out from the guardhouse and trilled the martial curfew that sent them shivering homeward—an ominous Christmas eve tattnn Qolouel, but when the opposing banci hai finally surrendered and accepted the sit uation all rancor speedily died away. now.'' And drawing him into the parlor she closed the door, reckless now of anvthing Ellis might suspect, thinking only of the peril that menaced one and all. Perhaps Jack Ornisby's longing eyes caught one fleeting glimpse of feminine drapery at the head of the little staircase. Perhaps bis own wrongs and woes had overmastered him. Perhaps he thought that already be had been too heavily involved, all on account of this fair sufferer and suppliant, but certain it is he followed, hesitant, and that it was with a far from reassuring face he confronted his captor. "Ah, Kitty, you have thesamo lesson to learn that I had long years ago,'' she cried as she sought to soothe and console the child, but Miss Ormsby was in no wood for petting. She was up in arms. She was being defrauded. Uncle Fen ton had no business whatever to send Willy away on such a quest at such a t ime. It was worsw than inconsiderate. It was outrageous, and then Mrs. Farrar's face went white again as she asked what Kitty meaut, and then Kitty's nerve gave way, and she buried her bonny face 011 that motherly shoulder and burst into tears. "1 kn°w, Mast—I know, sorr, but the throuble's right here, sorr. Higgins iiaa been took ill on guard. He was "it seems to bo tne post custom none the less," was the grave answer. "Besides, I think I am justified in saying you have treated me with aversion kc marked of late that I am entitled to know th" i-suse. What can I have done to deserve it, Ellis? Let us understand each other." tancc.'' It seemed to the regiment, therefore, a perfectly natural and obvious thing that it should hasten forth to protect this little remnant from the revenge ol the whites. Lariimie Pete, with all his faults, was a frontier heru whose popularity was second only to that of Thorpe, and ut the latter's call, from far auc' near, cowboy, ranchman, miner and prospector would hasten to joiu force.- under his leadership, and in 24 hours or less he could count on 500 determined followers, fearless as they were reckless, and dettant of any law that was not ot their own devising. right out hero on No. 6, sorr, back of the quarters, and thai spalpeen Graice is supernun erary, and they've sint for him, and the first sergeant's afraid, At the UiriMltnld he turned and nnce more faced the pout coiiwutndcr. 'hot, ai d I'm sorry he missed. You say rhere an cowboys enough in the county M clean out a down such bands as his and that Laramie Pete's friends won't -est until they've it Go you to them right from this spot and say for me th«Te are not cowboys enough in all the territory to lick this regiment, and you've got to do that before you oan raise one s«*aln in that village." "All right, Colonel Fenton. In the Dld days we used to say blood was thicker than water, and in many a tough place we've stood t»y the soldier against the savage. There was never a time we went back on yon, and this is the first time I ever heard of an officer who would go back on us"— MJSnough on that score. I'll hear your story tomorrow, when you're both cooled down. Now go to your quarters, and for the rest of this day keep away from three thing*—Crow Knife, liquor and, understand me, the assembly hall." "But you are going to take us, Willy," said his sister sympathetically. "Kitty and I, at least, wish to see the regiment Do you care to go, mother, dear?" she asked anxiously, and then crossing over to her mother's side bent down and kissed her, but the quest ion was no sooner asked than she would gladly have recalled it—"or will you come home now with meV" the hastened to say. sorr." "Whut of?" "Graice had been drinkin this mornin. He's sober enough now, sorr, but he's nervous, wildlike, excited, trampin up and down tho barrack flure like a caged hyena, sorr." "There is only one way, then, Mr. Ormsby," she answered, with sudden impulse. "Who is Helen Daunton:" Sonnd Deductive Reasoning. The sullen eyes glowed with new anger. The man bad been drinking just enough to be reckless. "I'd like to know why I'm not considered fit to work at least," he muttered. "Ellis, I cannot fell you uow," was the sorrowful, gentle answer. "Be patient with me yet a little while." "Yet you know?" "Yes—I know." An amusing incident occurred in the Hope chapel Sunday school one Sunday. The lesson of the day was found in the text, "For he shall gird you about with great strength." As the superintendent passed among the classes he finally stopped at one composed of half a dozen pickaninnies, who were doing their best to absorb the explanations of their teacher. "Then tramping up and down the sentry post will just the thing foi him. It'll cool him off. Put him on." "Mr. Ormsby," she burst forth, "how much money would you give, at once, this day, to rid this post of the greatest shame and misery that could bo brought ujK)u Ellis and her mother?" "I thought you'd heard,"she sobbed. "They haw only just told me. Captain Farwell came home to change his dress, and I asked him where Will was, and he said he left him offering his services to Uncle Fenton to ride ahead to the Indians, and he wanted to know if I didn't think Will was a trump. I don't—I didn't—I think it's simply h-h-heartless in him!" "You are not fit to be seen by the eyes of gently nurtured women, Graice. Your face is bloated, your eyes inflamed, your whole carriage tells of #Do havoc liquor plays. You may as well Jtnow that the sight of you was a shock to our guest, Mrs. Farrar, and I suspect that you could tell what it was that so startled Mrs. Daunton,'' In the ne(4i'tiou of his troops Fenton had been governed by the time honored tenets of Twelfth. Leale's men, having returned but a month before from a tour of detached service, escorting a government survey through the lands of the Hhoshones far to the west, were therefore the ones designated to remain in charge of the post, being supported by what was left of the so called Indian troop—Crow Knife's company, a Band of swarthy cavalrymen that took Uncle Sam's clothing, pay aud ration? with avidity, and even to his drill and discipline, so long as it was a new toy, but little by little the innate sloth and restlessness of the savage nature prevailed, and, one after another, noncommissioned officer and private, the Sioux soldiery had, been discharged until nearly all were gone. Of the dozen that re mained, however, were some pf tin noblest specimens of tho race, men, who, UUu Crow Knife, seemed determined to rise above the apathy of the past into some position of power aud influence for their people in the future, and was almost unshakable grief to tHese that they should be told that they could !•C'D go with the command. "I'll take mother home," said Will. "Qo on if you want to see them start. I don't. That's more "than I could possibly stand. The chaplain will take you gladly enough." "Very well, sorr. Just as the loot'niuit says. I'll tell the sergeant at once." "And you say let us understand each other," she answered bitterly. "Ellis,"I Said to you before when we spoke of this that there are secret orders a soldier must obey and not explain, in theso last few hours secret orders have corno to me." • Five minutes later the parlor was deserted. 'tfid all was riltnce below. Now at least Helen Daunton could close her 1'ye* und plan and think- He was to be placed on guard. He w ould be on post right out here ou the bluff. Then what was to prevent her slipping out in the dusk of theevcuintt, when all the others had gone over to the assembly hall, speaking with him, pleading with him imploring him to go away, anywhere— anywhere where ho yould not aguin in drunken mood endanger that peer mother's life by the sudden shock of his presence? She would agree to anything; she would follow him, slave for him, starve with hint, be his wife fir bis handmaid —anything to get, him away—far away from the suushine, the smiles, the hopes and joys and blessings that had been bers at old Fort Frayne. "I can't imagine what you mean," was the uncertain answer. "Well, Mrs. he remarked, "are you getting along nicely today with the teesonr" "I mean that lloylo Fanar is herein this garrison—a private soldier iu Captain Leslie's troop." And so at last did Miss Ormsby begin to realize that even in the eyes of the man she had captivated she was for the time being of no account. "Well, no," she replied. "I find it rather difficult to make the class understand it" "And you accept Becrct orders—from "Don't distort things now, my friend," said Fenton coolly. "I never would go back on you, as you say, if you were the assailed and the wronged. This is a case of simple justice, and I interpo»f to keep the pence until the rights and wrongs can be sifted and settled. Take my advice mid keep away from the village.M "I don't know any such"— began the soldier in tho sume surly tone, but Leale uplifted his hand. "Mrs. Daunton! Are you mad?" her?" And then Mrs. Farrar raised her eyes appealingly to Ormsby, and he weut without a word. He knew what she needed and hastened in search of W ill. • He found him at Feu ton's, whither be had accompanied the colonel, and where he Was still pleading and tugging at his tiny mustache and tramping up and down and biting his nails, whijo Fenton, in the adjoining room, was calmly geinng out ol rns aress ciotnes ana into winter field garb. "Why, It shouldn't be so difficult," said the superintendent. "You understand what the word gird mean?, don't you, children?""Mad? My heaven, I well might be! He came before me this noon, with her, with his mother, not 20 steps away and taunted me and threatened them. Oh, God, he means it! He means to make himself known to them and claim their kinship in t be way to shame them most And the shock will kill bei, kill herl There is only one earthly way. He will go for money." "I accept them from my honor, Ellis, for I have given my word. No," he implored, as she hastened as though to leave him, "listen, for it may be my last opportunity tonight'.' I know it seems hard and strange to you that when I would lay my whole life open before you, I mnst not yet tell you this But, Ellis, I give you my (honor I am hiding nothing shameful to that poor woman nor to me. It is only for a time I must bs silent.. When I can speak, you'll forgive me, dear. You will thank me that I do keep silencp now Trust me, Ellis. Qan you not look up at me aud say you trn«t me?" It was one of Feuton's fads to have out the band when the regiment or any considerable detachment of it marched away, and now, even at night, he did not depart from his practice. The chaplain had opened the door to note the progress of the preparations across the parade. Orderlies with the horses of the officers wero trotting past. The noncommissioned staff were already mountinp at the adjutant's office, and over at the bund barracks the gray chargers, the music stools of the musicians* were being led into the liruv "The less you say when you've been drinking, my man, the less you'ro likely to fall into further trouble. Yon go no more to the assembly room today, because I forbid. Do you understand!" There were many dubious shakes of the head, but no replies in the affirmative. " Why, now," he continued, as he moved his hands in tront of him in imitation of a man tightening a belt, "supposing you were going to run a race. Why Would you tighten your beltf" "There's higher power in the land than the military, Colonel Fenton, and that's pnldicopintou, and public opinion says Big Bond's people murdered Laramie Pete. Public opinion says we want the murderers, and. tDy Uud, we mean to have 'pja eveu if we have to clean out the whole village! We want uo fight with yon; but, through the pr*** aud congress, we'}} use you up till there won't be as much left of you as the Sioux left of Custer's crowd. Tafcw my advice and keep sway from And so saying Ben Thorpe, "kiug of the cowboys," as they calledturn on the Platte, strode vmnrily out of the room, tho uthoers parting in fcilenoe to let him go. At the threshold he turned and once more f«wd the post coummuder. "Another thing, Colonel Fenton!" And ns he spoke Ormsby see bow the strong frame was quivering with excitement ijUd"wrath. "You say we're not the sheriff's posse and we cannot act in accordance with law. There's no sheriff in all Wyoming nearer than Rock Springs, and I'm sheriff in these parts until he ooiuns. I'm sheriff enough to hunt murderers, and sheriff enough to run down horse thieves, and do it without waiting for either, and that damned red?Viu whom you're protecting there by yonr side is one of the four that shot Pete Boland. {'11 send a sheriff's posse here ju ten muiutns, and I'll give you warning here aud uow wC mean to have the law on or you, and you take your choice. Will you sur render him'f" ''I've got rights to go tbeia Aye, or where my betters cannot go," burst hi (Jraice in sudden fuiy, but the instant his eyes met those of his captain the word* died on his lips and the red lids "To hold your pants up," squawked two of the youngsters In concert, and the superintendent turned his face to hide the smile that the conclusive deduction had produced.—Utica Observer. ''Uc isau't, if he's a soldier. It's desei i loo. It *—why, they follow them, capture them and it means state prison or something for years." "Would you mind dropping this and sjoing down to the chaplain's and comforting your mother and my sister?" «aid Ormsby as soou as he could get iu a word edgewise. drooped. J'You have said more than enough, jir," sternly answered Leale. Then, turning sharply to a little knot of noneommissioned officers who at the bCurack steps were curiously watching th« pcene, be called, ' Sergeant Roe!" and a young soldier in natty uniform came springing forward, and, halting close at hand, stood at Jhe salute. "I leave this man m yonr charge, pp for guard, I believe. Set him to Fork at his kit and see that be i» iu proper trim—in every way—for tomorrow.""ffc may be needed today, sir. He'« ■apernumerary " One other plan. She had but little money, and in their flight pinch might lie needed. She must obtain it, for thut drink goddeu wretch would surely have none. Go she must and would. Go be must and should, for any day, Ufore the whole gairison—oh, shame unutterabl—ImD might take the notion boldly to throw off a'.l disguise and claim bf,r as his wife. Possibly with money she "I know nothing of that—I know I'm only a helpless, distracted woman, but diink und money are the two things he worship#. For them he will risk anything. I can see him this uight. He is this moment on post, out here on the blufr. Vtiu kuow* him. It's the man they call Tom Graice." A mounted band was something that Kitty bad never seen, and cariosity and coquetry combined led her to lend her ear to the chuplaiu's suggestion thai? she should comt* out and seo the oolumn ride away and wave a goodby to her admirers among the subalterns. If Will persisted in his ill temper, there was no Reuse in staying there, and perhaps the quickest way to bring him to terms was to manifest interest iu his fallows. So, leaving him to the ministrations of his mother, she danced away to the front door, Ellis promptly following. The night was still and beautiful, softly basvy and not very cold, and the scene across the snow covered parade was full of life and animation. Lights were dancing to and fro among the company quarters. Two of the designated troops had already marched up from the stables, formed line in front of their barracks and, dismounting, were awaiting the sounding of adjutant's call and the formation of the squadron. Officers were mounting every moment aloug the row and trotting out to join their commands, and presently, from the colonel's big on the edge of the bluff, came three horsemen clad in heavy winter field garb, and even in the dim light there was no difficulty iu recognizing t'enton's soldierly form. These were joined by the adjutant as they rode out upon the parade, and then one of the group came jogging over toward the chaplain, followed by an attendant orderly. It was Jack Ormsby, and Kitty fluttered down to the gate to meet him. M. tie Puli. "Yes. Go, Will," saidfenton; "and tell her that there is nothing whatever in this affair to worry about. We're merely going to bring old Big Road up here to take Christmas dinner at the fort. There's no chance for a fight or yon should go along. No, it's useless urguing, my boy. I'd do iinything for jrou that's right, but this is absolutely unreasonable on your part. Now go and M. Deibler, more generally known as Mj de Paris, the public executioner of France, went to Reims the othor day to guillotine a murderer. As he was about to enter a compartment in the train at Paris a newly married couple brushed past him and took seats opposite. The throe were alone in the compartment. Soon the bridegroom recognized their grewsome companion and whispered his name to his bride, who straightway went into hysterics. M. Deibler was asked to change his compartment. He refused to comply with the request. The bride was at length quieted, but her husband continued to gtore at the homely man in somber black until the end of the journey. ' ~ , Ah, how pleading was his tone, how full of love and fir? tenderness his inauly face, as in that still winter nigh! he looked down into ber eyes! Over at the U»rrat k3 th'-'-fe Via* a iudik u $top to all the «msie, bat men's voic® could be heard in excited talk. Along officers' row many a door was and women 411U children wurv peering out in search of explanation df t$e unusual summons. Over at tfio adjutant'! office a dark throng had gathered, the officer! of the garrison and other knots as of soldier's or Indians could be seeq, 'yut Jack and Ellis saw, hwmi, nothing of this. Her voie« hud tho ring of steel to it Yet Fen ton's decision was a wise one. Ever since Big Road's messengers (White Wolf and Pretty Bear) dashed into the garrison m *D o'clock, claiming the intercession of the Great Father's fcoidiers, the excitement the remnant of the Indian troop was furious. For a yiomeut it looked as though they might cast off their uniforms ant), turning out in brcchclout and paint and feathers, indulge in a genuine old fashioDod war dance 011 the parade. They were wild to get their arms and horses and to gallop to the succor of their kinsmen down the valley, but the lieutenant $inimuuillng was a cool hand, and, aided by the persuasive talk of one or two older wairiors, measurably quieted the distvnhancc. Then, as most of the men on guard togged to be allowed to go with their conn tde.«, seven of the Indians were distributed among tin three reliefs, and Leah 's men filled all the other gajis. It w is about 9:30, as hn* Ormsby's hat fell from his hand "SID heaven! That man here again?" "Reie, here, and i have known it only for a few hours. See what I am suffering. Do you not gee what it moans if Boyle Farrar makes himself known— and ho is capable of anything. Shame to Will, shame to Ellis, heartbreak— death peihuptD—to Mrs. Farryr. Do you not see you fnust heip me get him uway from here? You must for gj{ Jhuir sukes and keep bin secret and miue. might bribe him to take kindly to her propositiop and agree. Then, before he could spend what she bad given him, she could escape, return to the east, und somewhere, anywhere bide her head from hint, from friends, from the world and nil. Home she had none. That went when her father died, lonely and heartbroken, two years before. tell those two ble«st d women that you're to remain on guard over them, and they'll rise up and call me blessed—at ''Jndeedl Worse than I thought, Uraiee," (aid Leale calmly. "Youwill be wise to take a cool bath and a nap then. At all events, see that be does not leave the barracks this afternoon, sergeant. " least they ought to. Aud sC ftually, Orinsbv got. tho peppery youu;j fellow out of the hou.te and fairly started, Orruahy keeping]#ice with him as hi; stvoflw excitedly fruiu tlio To Christian Kmleavorers. Christian Endnivon re, hand lot kid in hand. One is your mission by sea and by land! Wide us thf world is the gospel ye hour, Kich in redeeming love, free as the air! she anmvt ri il "If it win jn*t a qwhtiopof my own hnppijK s*, I might trust y«u, lnjt it if niy uiOtlicr'H hitpniueDc*-'-ptrhiti4 hex lifo. 1 must know ali tht-ro in to; know a hi nit that woman whom my pother trusty no blindly, I must know for myself In t«r namo of the lovo you offer mo will you toll nifi the truth about room ► VI will, sir. Come on, Oraice." Ana conscious that he had been indeed playing with fire, yet raging over the sense of his enforced submission, the half drunken fellow turnod ami followed bis yonng superior, Meantime there had been anxiety ana dismay at tM Pamirs'. Helen had speedily been restored to consciousness, only to b« overcome by a fit of hysterical weepiug, succeeded by a nervous attack that defied the efforts of ber fondest friends. Mrs. Farrar had, of course, And in aH that garrison to whom could she appeal; upon whom could she call? One man there was who, well she knew, would open his haud as ho had his heart, and it* uttermost treasure ctmld be .bers for the mere asking, and that man of all others was the one who, she prayed, might never know the miserable truth that this was Koyle Farrar—♦v"D* »K® was Itoyle Farrar' Wife. "It is my secret, too, Mrs. Farrar," said poor .lack, rallying to tlie rescue uow that dtuigcr threatened. "I will do whatever you wish, whatever yon say. Yon shall have whatever money 1 have here and more can foilow. You're a bravo womtui. Forgive mo that I doubted you." "i want you to do something for me, !," saui he in a low tout' as they • iif«l uloirg. "I'm going with the command, audi haven't a moment to (.live this note to Mix Daunton as soon as {KK-sihie after you roach the house, May I rely upon you?" And as he spoke lit* held forth an enmgly filled, aud Farrar took it mechanically and without reply. The boy w;ik thinking only of his own disappointment. "Do you understand. Will V" persisted Ormstiy. "It is Wil hunt Christian Emleavorers, 1 rue to your creed, Streugthel; your brethren and bid theiu god- speed ! Wide ki*p the banner of freedom unfurled. This be your motto—for t hrift and the worldl spare for re Christian Endei: vorers, do not delay,. Work as yotir Master did, while it is day i Nor till tomorrow lmv" what D-hCndd1jp done Ere In the western skj sinks the red sun. "Oh, never think of that now. Only keCp my secret yet a little and let me see yon tiefore 10 tonight. That's thC hour that relief goes on again. I've watched them so often. And—and all the money you think—eveu a hundred —tyro hundred dollars. Oh, God bless you for the help you give me! Now ] know you wish to see ber, and I must get into the open air awhile." her?" "ftllin, 1 cannot tonight. I havC given my word." velorie, cvjdonth Christian EndeavorC rsv fC rvent in real. King out tlie'niissage with i larion peal! Yonrs 'tie no longer ywur colors UDhide: / Speak for the ♦ia.-ter. be true to Guide! "Theu keep it ."said shewith rtdrlei; passion. "Ktip it anCl keepyour low, been said, when tho co away. It mighk l»* back before Christ in aft night. ft might not Ik? back for t week. No 0110 at th« moment could say because, oyen now, Big Road could have broken camp and started with hivillage on a night march for tl nesses of the monntai'i~ fate might be in store fC mained. With the. colu Wolf and B« iu. the former get believed to be one of the lour I; ennaged in the fracas timt woundup fly earthly career of Laramie Pite. Ahead of the column, full gall" single orderly, but with tell Big ltoad and his iDt«,u|« to (stay just where they were, as the wireat Father meant to nomM to thai? untMtin. u, ut i marched Another there was, generous, b«lpful and kind, who, did he but learn the identity of the man slinking here under that disgnife given by years of drink and debauchery, would aid ber to his uttermost farthing, aid her as ho had before, out of pity and compassion, aid her now with eager hand through thought of the shame that would come to the girl he Hived, the shock that might be in store for ber lieloved mother. There was the man—Jack Ormsby! But how to see him, and when, and where! Not a moment must be lost, because, now that Boyle's presence was known to her, his wife, auy moment might bring on the fuither catastrophe. Shohad never known hint to stop until Ormsby felt *1" nerves and muscles quivering. Tins was indeed fx ardinp the Hon iu his don. It wan a now tiling to soe a post commander braved hi hi.- own bailiwick. Feuton, however, nevii showed the faintest irritation. Chock ing with a Restore- the indignant inovt made by some of the younge r officer*, he turned quietly to the officer of thC Then sho turned and fled withip the chaplain's Rate, leaving him standing on the snowy walk without, sorrowing. Christian Endeavorers, look not behind! Strength for the present day's work shall ye sent fol the doctor, but Helen insisted it important-*: that she should 10 o'clock. You won't And wondoring now, Parrar that his presence was utterly unnecessary. Sl«e begged to be left alone. Sho declared the attack to be no new thing. She had suffered just in the same way before, though not for two or three yet determined, have it be ft forget find. Dwell not on failures, but resolute be. Still to press onward, unfettered and free! For a moment he stood there following her with hia eyes. Never stopping to knock or ring, sho turned the knob and let herself into tlie brightly lighted hall. He caught a glimpse of the gray haired chaplain bending over a womanly form. Ho caught one fleeting view of Helen Daunton's anxious face. E\idently the call had been heard there, too, and, coming as it did in the stillness of the holiday evening, it boded 110 good. Only ou rare occasions or some sudden emergency was Feutou known pro bac isfd, anil Orrnsby turned abruptly Christian Endeavorers, look to the goal! Seek ye no resting place here for your'souL Christ as your Captain, His word as your Calling the maidservant, she bade her take Mr. Ormsby's card to Miss Farrar, then hastened from tho bouse. 1 went Wbi -h to the Lord 1 were in your was poor Will's parting shout lard-man hurried back to dress night ride. Already the four ad marched to stables and were . Already there were sounds of "You and Annt Lucretia will have to keep house by yourselves tonight, little sister," said he laughingly as he bent to kiss her goodby. "Corporal liorke is to sleep at the house, so that yon will not lack for guards. Where's Will?" years. She seemed eager to rid herself of all attendants. In truth, her one longing was to be allowed to think uninterruptedly. Even at night tifts might have been difficult By day, with sympathetic inquirers coming every few day. rail sword. Forward, and, fearing not, praise ye the Lordt —The Cjristirji. But tho answer brought to honest Jack—rpoor fellow—was that Miss Farrar begged to bo excused. "Captain Amory, let a file of tbe guard escort that gentleman off tbo tes- ilians US till fC ir tbt troops ' A Tariibl* Accident "So be it, Colonel Fenton, and let the country know I was thrust oft the post at the point of the saber. I'll wait for mv escort." ervation." saddlin Ha* happened to many by losing their teeth. Now Dr. Reap can replace them, with little pain We make It a point to nee that ar artificial te'th look natural Oar bridge work (either porcelain or gold), we make durable and cleanly. IS So. Main St, CHAPTER IX. lv a excitement over across the river and much scurrying through the straggling street of the cattle town of well mounted ranchmen ami "cow punchers." TUoruti was us uootJ as Uis ward. Hm "He's with his mother in the parlor and just too miserable for anything," said Kilty, who, now that she could set for herself the preparation for a march, btijzan to feel far more symnathv for her minutes to ber door and with her gentle friend sitting at ber bedside, she |oiwd it uucuBisibk. JjC she clootd lier A snow cloud was hanging over Fort Fruyne tlmt lovely Christmas »-vo, and tho inocu bhoue dowu through u illmy mm uis t He bad little time to wait. Almost