The daily Cairo bulletin., 1882-01-12

''If there are any towards in this
train, they needn't travel with us any
further
II was cruel thrust. Joseph was
harnessing his horse, and his brother
was slowing away the cooking utensils.
The strange mans face grew white
again, and his hand went down for the
revolver, but just then voice called
out:
Don't mind it. Joseph, Wen 60 on
alone"
The train moved off without them;
some of the gold hunters taunting and
joking, and others fearful that the two
would be butchered by the Indians be-
fore the day was over. When the
white-topped wagons got so far away
that they seemed no larger than his
hand, Joseph moved along the trail,
his face stern and so busy with the
thoughts that he did not hear the consol-
ing words:
"Never mind, Joseph, we are trying
to do right"
That night when the wagon train Of
the gold hunters went into camp, they
could not see the lone wagon, though
many of the men ashamed Of their con-
duct, looked long and earnestly for it.
They had seen Indians afar off, and
knew that the red devils would pounee
down upon single team as they sight
ed it..
Darkness came, midnight came, and
the sentnels heard nothing but the
stamping of the horses and the howls
of coyotes. At two o'clock the re-
ports of rifles and the fierce yells of
Indians hoated up through the little val
ley, and the camp was reused in mo-
ment.
"The devils have jumped in on Joseph
and his brother" whispered one of the
men, as he stood on knoll and benth his
head to listen.
Good nuff! Cowards have no bus
mess out here" growled the Texan.
The first speaker, wheeled, struck the
ruflian sledge-hammer blow in the face
and then running for the horses, cried
out:
"Come on! come on. A dozen of us
can be spared for the rescue"
Sixteen men swept down the valley
like the wind. The firing and yelling
continued, proving that the man who
had been called coward was making
heroic fight In ten minutes they came
down upon the lone camp, made light rs
day by the burning wagon. Fifty feet
from the bonfire and hemmed in by
circle of dancing, leaping, bowling saw
ages, was Joseph's dead body. The
gold hunters heard the pop! pop! pop!
of the boys revolver as they burst into
view, and the next moment they were
charging down upon the demons, using
rifle and revolver with terrible effect. In
two minutes not living Indian was in
sight. Joseph's brother stood over the
dead body, turning him over with his
hand. The men cheered wildly as they
looked around, but the boy looked up in
their faces without exrhtation, surprise
or gladness.
There were three dead Indians beside
the wagon, killed where the fight COM
menced, and the corpses in front of Jo-
seph's brother numbered more than the
victims of sixteen men.
'Is Joseph badly hurtP" asked one Of
the men, as he halted his horse beside
the boy,
"He is deadr' whispered the white
faced defender.
as hep God forgive me for the part l
took last nightr'
"You called him cowardr' cried Jo-
seph's brother, "and you are to blame
for this! Was he cowardp Look here!
and there! and there! We drove them
back from the wagon-drove them off
out here! Joseph is dead! You are his
murderersn
Every man was near enough to hear
his voice and to note his action, as he
picked up the rifle of an Indian and sent
q bullet through his own head, With
eXclamations Of grief and alarm tremb-
ling on their lips, the men sprang from
their saddles. The boy was dead-dead
as Joseph--and both corpses were bleed
ing from dozen wounds,
"We'll carry them up to the train and
have burial in the morning." said one
of the men; and the bodies were taken
up behind two of the horsemen. They
did have funeral, and the men looked
into the grave with tears in their eyes,
for they had discovered thet Joseph's
brother was woman-yes, woman
with the whitest throat, and the softest
hands. 1t might have been Joseph's
wife, or sister, or sweetheart. No one
could tell that; but they could tell how
they had wronged her; and they said
n -
hope the Lord won't lay it up against