New-York tribune., 1870-04-25

from the door have been replaced THIS SHOWS ''
the occupant is not afraid of the redskins
Efie mused moment upon this unexpected cohd'''oh
of affairs and then asked:
Before replying the scout looked at his horse
ingy assuring himself that the animal was Vei1
enough to take bite ourselves and allow DOLBY 10 DO
justice part of that corn In the Eae AZ she
81 shall he glad to rest while, Observer Le' ' '"'
Naturally enough after all these adventures bu, LUZ
I 6o VII in and make Yourself at home III inst
slip Dolby into the coral, so that he VIII no' sunny
VI" They made fire, and had coarse but comfortable
meal. ,,,,oor 90 hotter than n feast
without appetitc" remarked E1ie .,, ,,,
II don't know why shouldn't Iut up as 'ns csrtent
edy about hun "True, the landlord Is apsen' pu' "o
can get along without him 90 ,,,otbor ve can get
along tci him. ii he should chance to return during 'no
sTil answer for that contingency. On the whole,
think we viii do well TO stay here until morning Ihere
room for each Of u.s., and plenty oil buaio foOc' "
ne SPOKE he laid some more wood upon the fire. to
light up the teoT ~ r the scene around him
perfectly as it could have been inufi'eu sun
"Loof at that~ suddenly cried Eile in startled
whisper she leaIed to her feet What WI, is thatF
"at wrtimr in red letters upon the wall behind
usl exclaimed Miss Lyon the blood receding from her
She pointed to the wall opposite the freplace-the wall
upon which those rqddy flames so9e 70 wa rres,
lar writing evidently the work Of human finger which
had again and again been dipped IN blood.
This terrible yelatiOn was as Follows: IL.
am March by Fleet Foot and do,en others
ALREADY terribly wounded Expect TO under a. The doc, can hoS a
n was messag &c from the dead!
The mystery of poor Woodburys fate stood terrDy re-
In his last momeuts mortay wounded, he had written
with his finger, and with his own blood, that Iear
message. -, ., ,u,,,
their gaze from that dreadful revelation, tey were u
ther startled by sounds that came 10 the nearing om
without the rancho.
Then their eyes met. ,
a. hear footsteps - murnured Ellie.
"And voices also !" replied Carson. -
At the same instant dog heard snuilng at thc en-
france of the rancho. Then the dog began barking u
ousiy while the sound OF hurried footsteps arose III oht
OF the door! ,
The scout and his companion were startled
Their minds were full Of the terrible fate when had
overtaken the former occupant Of the rancho poor MT
Woodbury. revealed by that strange Writing on inc
wall that they could think Of nothing but redskins.
The approachng footsteps became louder. 49,
"Who can they be 7" whispered Ellie "lndlansF Y
1--WE shall see" Kits answer. Inc ABOVE II
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