The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1875-02-12
miscellaneous.
THE IosT NINE.

"Of course, Where else would W,
lgol"
The last speaker was a dark-faced brig
andish looking man of five and forty; hi
companion handsome fellow at leas
ten years his junior They sat in tn,
light OF a small fire in one of the famou
gulches of New Mexico, and seemedto b,
alone Their carbines rested on tn,
ground beside them, and the twain look
ed fatigued.
The words of the elder caused snee
to ruffle the lips of the other, and deter
mination flashed in his dark eyes.
81 am not going back to the States
much less to Buena Vista, before we hay,
found the treasure" "
''Then by George, some sun will fine
you in the glllch with dozen feathereC
sticks in your body. Where's Davis9"
'Dead2"
"And Angerbright2"
'Deadl"
eyes; and if you'll go up the RiC
Grande, you'll find poor Knights anato
my, and in the best heart that ever lived
in Ohio is an Apache arrowhead. There
were five of us when we left Buena Wis
ta; you and / are all the Indians have
spared. And Heaven knows that they
are after us now.
"You can go back if you wish, Kyle
1 am going to find the treasure"
"What! go back and leave you here
Chalbert Ross, you don't know Kyl,
Bains. L never moren half believed tn,
story about the lost silver mine, and We
have been upon a wild goose chase.
"I believe we are near the treasure,
responded the younger adventurer, con
fidently. "T do not think that the infor
nation gathered in Taos is altogether
deceptive. But we will talk while We
hunt tomorrow. Kyle, guard tonight
Lie down and go to sleep"
Obedient, the bearded man drew d
blanket about his person and threw him
self upon the ground. A moment later
he was asleep, and it seemed that his
guard, Chalbert Ross, was not far from
the land of dreams. He seemed worn
out with travelling: but there was fire
in his eye, and his ear was on the alert
for admonitions of danger.
Perhaps he thought of the three Ohio
boys who in high spirits had crossed the
Arkansas at his side short time prior to
the date Of his present encampment.
Brave fellows and full of adventure they
were; but there were Indian arrows in
their bodies, and on the banks of unex-
plored streams theyslept the sleep of the
dead. Now but two of the little
band of five men who left the
Buckeye State to discover one of the ma
ny hidden silver mines of the New Mex
leo remained; and they hunted many
weeks with the shadow of deaths wing
above them and dark mystery before.
The ignis fatuus invented perhaps by
some imaginative writer, had lured them
to the gulcbes and chasms of the to them
terra incognita of America. Would they
ever escape1 It wasa question they COD
not answer.
Chalbert Ross felt that sleep was steal.
ing over him while he watched his pros
trate companion, and coveted the re-
freshing slumber that closed his heavy
lids. He rose and paced up and down
the canyon in the light of the fire. Far
above him glittered the stnrs. On each
side dull. grey rocks, on which his giant
like shadow fell. Once he paused and
drew a medallion portrait from his bo-
som, and looked at it.
He saw the beautiful features Of girl
hood, bright blue eyes, and wealth OF
radiant hair, as aureatea the sunbeams
"She wouldn't know me now," he
murmured 81 look SO old. L wonder
if all silver hunters get SO haggard.
ought to go back to her; butnot without
the treasure. No, no, mol"
He repeated the monosyllable with de
termination, and the giant talking in his
dreams, seemed to respond prophetical-
ly, for he said:
"Then we've got to die; there's no help
for it"
Ross laughed when he saw that his
burly companion had spokenin hisslum
Der, and minue later having seated hin
self before the fire, was asleep himself
He did not hear the stealthy footsteI
in the canyon; he did not see the figur'
that came from the gloom his eye hac
failed to penetrate.
1t was the figure of an Indian girl, wht
carried bow, to the string of which wa
fitted an exquisitely shaped arrow. Sh,
saw the sleeping men, and never tool
her eyes from them.
Had she marked them for her shafts
We shall see.
Stealthily approaching, she stoOpe,
over Chalbert Ross, and touched hi
shoulder with her bow The touch rou
sed him, and he looked into her eyes as
ltouished. She touched her lbs indica