White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1857-08-06

There amt no fear of me- said the boy. and
they parted.
In the meantime the party, whose suspicious
had been increased by the fight Of the lad, after
some consultation, Determined to proceed as
quickly as possible to Daly's house. They freed
the assistants from their coris, and obtained
from them couple of brides, saddle, and
some rope; and having caught two horses, they
laid the Squire's body on one, while Moss sad
died and mounted the other. As soon as the rest
of the party had got on their beasts, the four
men started with their dead companion, and, NJ
ding at full speed, reached the cabin without in
teTuption. Some time, however, had been lost
in making their arrangements, so that DAILY had
LEFT his house at least twenty minutes before they
came up.
On their arrival at Days, they dismounted,
and, having entered the hut, called loudly for
him. No answer was returned; and on looking
closely, for the room was nearly in darkness,
they saw that, with the exception of the lad,
who was sitting by the half-smothered fire, with
his face buried in his hands, and of the negro
boy, who was snoring loudly in the chimney cor
ner. the cabin was empty.
Where's Dalyr abruptly asked Dove.
Il don't know replied the boy sullenly. Il
haven't seen him.
Doubtless you are speaking the TRUTH said
Dove, with a sheer.
Il tell you again, don't know where he is
But you do know said Jim Cooley, fercely.
Uncle did not kill the SQUIRE said the boy,
who was somewhat alarmed at the angry appear
ance of the'men. HE told me he didn't, twas
young Rowell killed him as he sat on the ira
der,s BODY
If you tell me such an Internal lie again. I'll
dash your brains OUT said Dove fdriously-' a
minute ago you said ysu hadn't seen him, and
now it seems you have. If your story be true,
why didn't Daily stop and face us7 whv didn't
he tell us the fellers had money! he is traitor
He has broken the rules of the club, he has
pocketed the money, he has fooled US, he has
done more, he has killed Tom Cooley
He did not kill the Squire said the boy,
firmly; when I came here l axed uncle all
about it, and he sworethat he hadn't lifted fir.
ger Against Tom Cody
Where is your uncle7'
Il cannot say replied the boy, and if l
could would not
For moment the men consulted together in
whispers; and then springing suddenly on the
boy, they bore him out, and in spite of his strug-
giles and threats of vengeance, bound him Sc
cure on horse. They then mounted again, and
after riding briskly for about half mile through
the forest arrived at the hat in which the decea-
sed Squire had resided.
Having dismounted from their horses, jim
Cooley and his companions entered his late
brothers hut, bearing with them the Squire's
body, and leading the boy Frank, whose hands
were tied behind him. The corpse, which was
covered with blood, and presented CHASTITY spec
tacle, was laid the bed, to one of the posts of
which the lad was tied. 1t was now morning;
the grey light came dawning over the hills,
though the forest had still cold, sombre ap-
pearance.
After some whispering among the men, Jim
Cooley approached the lad, and said:
Frank, where is your uncle Daly7'
Il don't know replied the boy, sullenly.
wen make you knsw,' said Cooley, sternly.
If you don't tell US, wen strip you, and thrash
every inch of skin off your back
The boy cast his eyes down, and preserved
moody silence. Again the men whispered to-
gether, and then Dove turned suddenly to the
boy, and said:
Frank, lad, have you ever seen horse in the
scratches tied by the nose, while they were put
ting the blue-stones to his shins and hoofs7' The
lad looked up, apparently surprised at the ques-
ton. IT, continued Dove, 10y the time the
sun that's now risin' on the hills, shines in this
your nose in the same way
Having said this, he directed the men to seek
out bit of stout whip-cord, while he pulled out
his knife, and commenced preparing stick for
his instrument of torture. From the pockets of
the party sundry pieces of twine were produced,
one of which he selected, pleasantly remarking,
{ This will hurt the most. II won't cut the skin
too quickly
These preparations, which were soon made,
the boy eyed suIIenly, but silently.
At length the sun broke gloriously over the
hills; the dew sparkled in its beams, the SOUR
rel leaped gaily from branch to branch, the birds
caroIled in its rays; it seemed to gladden. all
things; but Frank trembled as it gilded the
threshold of the hut, for he well knew the char
acter of the men who surrounded him.
Are you ready to tell now7' asked Dove, as
he approached the boy with the novel instrument
Of torture.
why not ask me where the stag slept last
nightr
You know where Daily is said Dove, as he
applied the loop tothe boys nose, and common
ced to twist the stick I'm twist until you tell
US where he's hiding
TIE boy, though evidently vrithing from pain,
remained silent Dove continued his operation
as slowly as possible; the sNe eat rolled from the
lads forehead, the blood forsook his cheeks, a
few drops slowly forced their way through the
pores of the skin at the extremity of the nose.
i 'Will you tell me nowi' asked Cooley.
NO. shrieked the boy, and tainted. The cord
was instantly removed; the nose had been near.
" severed, and bloody ring remained in the
place of the string.
Hell bear that mark to his grave said
Dove.