The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1879-03-13

walking slowly and deliberately, the
heart OF the army officer beating with
increased rapidity and excitement as he
perceived that her costume was not that
Of Sioux squaw, e
Looking over her shoulder, the woman
quickened her movements as she per
ceived that a nalnEsr OF warriors were
watching her. A shout, yell of rage,
and the braves started in pursuit.
The fugitive, for such she undoubted-
ly was, Immediately dropped the Gala
bash, and sprang away with tie swift
ness of an antelope.
Paul noted the pale golden hsir, beau
tiful features and rounded form Of the
fugitive, who he made up his mind
could be no less than Rose, the far
famed daughter OF the slaughtered
miner.
There was little time to think, as the
fair fugitive sped raaTiy along, herlong
hair streaming in thssEind, and the war
riors in close pursuit
Swift though she was, the foremost
warrior had all but overtaken her as she
reached the oppositeside of the spring,
and he was in the act of hurting his
lance as Paul levslsd his revolver and
fired.
The brave pass,dto the happy hunt
ing-grounds of his people without CRY;
but the shot had alarmed the camp, and
for few moments Ill was confusion.
Rose had uttered a faint cry as she
caught glimpse Of PAUL, but never re-
laxed her speed, while the army officer,
as he beheld the Indians mounting and
preparing for a fight, rapidly retTeated
in hopes to find q more advantageous
position where stand could be made.
He had but little'hopes OF saving his
life; the odds were ias. too great; but if
he could cover the retreat of the girl,
who evidently knew the country better
than he did, and enable her to reach
place of safety, Alaa-die satisfied.
His saber flashed in his right hand,
securely fastened to his wrist by
leather strap, upon which he should de.
pend after exhanssi9F>the contents OF
the, revolver. ~ ~-H<s
I'D had reacIsatone cf the ridges
along which ran a fringe of bushes,
when low fami,.ae voice reached his
ear:~. -. rzht
"Keep. on, leftinint; don't turn your
head. We are here, sergeant and all.
The gal is safe. Se--here they corne."
On swooped the Sioux in all the glory
of their war paint cad feathers. With
lances in rest, utterir4g shrill cries, theyI
rapidly closed in on Paul, when sharp
word of command, the fash of rifles,
followed by the rider.sss horses gallop
ing wildly to and fro. and all was over.
Charging upon tho lodges, the SOL
diers encountered the body of braves
who had turned back alarmed by the
noise that they had heard. A short, bnt
sharp engagement followed; the band
woe ;sletnyy-iIsslt! t!ol / Up, io;'Jy5S y;
burned, after which We troops prepared
to bivouac themselvei and rest awhile
on their laursls.
Dick assumed full charge of Rose,
who mourned the loss Of her father, and
to whose care Paul delivered the sealed
packet containing the secret OF the old
miner.
By the ftful blaze of the campfire,
amid the solitude of the frowning Black
hills, Roger Olavering's true history
was at last revealed.
He had once been a. wealthy and. re
spected merchant of Chicago, but a
Younger brother forl 81 large amounts
in his name and fed, leaving him to
face the storm alone. The younger
brother had been his mothers pet, and
on her death bed Roger had promised to
protect and shield him. Nobly he re
deemed the woroI he had given. The
brother came out of the trial broken in
fortune and reputation, his wife dead,
with naught left him but the little waif
of daughter. .>------.---. -.r: ,.saj
With her he had removed to the far
West, beyond the pale of civilization,
pursuing the occupation Of hunter and
Indian trader, peacefully gliding down
the stream of life, watching his dangh.
ter blooming into handsome, and by
no means uncultyated woman. Then
the excitement of the Black hills spread
far and wide, he followed in the tracks
ofothers, and the sad finale! has already
been told. tis = - .'rsy 4 -
Dick then related how he had been
separated from the lieutenant, and
knowing the danger he incurred by
scouting over the prairie alone, he re-
joined the soldiers, starting on the trail
of his superior. ~
Everything was plain up to the very
verge Of the preoipice, when it was eYi-
dent Paul had made the desperate leap.
Then Dick was in doubt whether his
superior was alive OF not. But follow
ing the course of the river as forlorn
hope, they had fortunately reached the
ambush in time to savS both Rose and
Paul's life.
Nothing now remained but to find the
treasure which Olavering had obtained
at such sacrifice, and many an hour of
anxious thought had Paul expended on
the sabject. There was but little to
guide him-a vague hint that might
mean nothing-still, for the sake of the
orphan, he persevered. "Great rock
cross-full moon-shadow-dig."
Rose vas consulted, but she knew
nothing of the haunts of her father, and
absolutely nothing of great rock or
cross.
Accompanied by the entire force of
cavalrymen, under the direction of Dick,
a thorough search was instituted in the
vicinity OF the old miners last resting
place.
In small gully running into the side
of precipitous hill, a huge rock was
finally found surmounted by huge
representation of cross.
At the full of the moon Paul and Dick
secretly repaired to the, spot prepared
to unearth the buried gold; and noting
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