Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1883-06-10

spark! Gasparo whispered to me-
"When the first shot is fired from the
barracks, strike with your pickaXe on
the first ring of my chain close to the
ankle"
A sudden suspicion came over me.
Gard If should do it, how can | be
sure that you will then free meP No,
Gasparo, you must strike the first
blow"
GAS you say" he answered, smiling
ly, but with q muttered curse.
At that moment u flash from the bar
racks, and then u report that re-
verberated hundred times from the
rocks. AS the echo rolled over our
heads, saw him get ready to strike,
and felt my chain fall. Hardly had
the thunder of the first shot died away
before the second came. Now, | was
to flee Gasparo, was less dexterous
than he, SO it took several strokes to
free his chains. At the third shot he
threw away our caps, climbed up the
rock, and struck for a path that led in
to the valley. Suddenly, ut sharp
bend in the road, we stood before lit
tie guard-house, in front of which
guns at us, and ordered us to surrender.
&asparo turned toward me, struck me
heavily, and said:
There. stay, and let them capture
you. You always were thorn in my
path.
AS fell, saw Gasparo throw down
one soldier, and rush toward the other.
Then a shot, and all was dark and still
around me.
When opened my eyes, found my
self lying on the floor of little un-
furnished room, but fairly lighted by
small window. | arose with pair, and,
leaning against the wall, tried to think
The recollection of my last adventure
soon came to me. Probably | was in
one of the upper rooms of the guard
house. | crept to the door and found
it locked. The little window was about
four feet over my head. | succeeded
in reaching it and looked out. The
rock rose about forty feet from the
house, and Il brook ran between me and
the cliff. To stay there would be ruin,
whereas in daring farther lay posi-
bility Of escape. | forced myself
down, and crept toward the brook. The
water in the stream came to my waist;
but as both banks were nigh, | could
walk in it without my head showing.
| soon heard distant voices, and raised
my head carefully over the bank of the
stream, saw dark figures moving to-
ward me. Suddenly dark lantern
was turned on the water close by my
hiding place. diyed under the water
and held my breath until it seemed
that the veins in my head would burst
When | could bear it no longer | rose
again, took breath, looked around me
and listened. All was still. My pur-
suers had gone. then climbed the
bank on to the stony path. Wind and
rain in my face, | strobe rapidly on
with no other leader than the storm.
About five o'clock in the morning,
rs day began to dawn, | heard bells
ringing, and saw q large city in front
of me. Not daring to 90 any farther,
sought shelter in some thick shrub
berry near the road When night came
on | continued my journey; but hun
ger soon drove me into a small village
on the road. | crept softly between
the cottages and knocked on the min
ister's door. He opened it himself, and
told him my story. He gave me
something TO eat and to drink, an old
coat in exchange for mine, and few
francs.
On the fifth day after my flight from
Touon | reached Ita ian ground.
begged my way from place to place
until arrived in Rome, where hoped
to find occupation if not friends. |
hired small room, rested few days,