Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1886-03-20

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fed, leaving everything behind them
Their plumber has been removed to
place Of safety"
''Thank heaven for that! 1 shall rest
better now" she exclaimed fervently
'.But, gentlemen, if you value your lives
get away from this place without mo-
ment's delay. They will be back with
strong party, and if you are here nothing
will save you. Coz she continued
vehemently. 81 have seen others die at
their hands; implore you to escape"
"But," said Harold, tive certainly can
not go and leave you here unprotected. !"
"Do not mind me, I pray you; but
go!' she entered. "Come back, if you
can, with twenty men now, and every
moment you inger is at the risk OF
your lives Run, run until you are
safe with friends. 1 have passed through
thousand deaths already. Don't mind
met'
There was sincerity in the woman's
face, and undoubtedly her view of the
situation was the correct one. The
sympathetic side of Harold's nature,
however, was deeply wrought upon her
apparently heroic self-sacrifce. He drew
me aside and said:
'You may go, but leave me here,'
''Don't be fool, Harold" impatient
ly replied. "Have you forgotten your
duty as an officer? Can't you see that
she may be playing upon your sympa
thies for the purpose of entrapping you?"
'.Tll stake my reputation on that" he
interrupted.
mo, nor L rejoined; "don't be too
quick to stake your reputation. Besides,
if you stayed here you couldn't be of
any service to her, and you certainly
would be at the mercy of a gang of cut
Threats. If you really want to serve the
woman, she has pointed out the only
way to do it. Get away at once, and
gather party to return with the Ger
tainty of saving her and the treasure"
perhaps you are right" said he
thoughtfully.
s'Now let us be off," continued 1, with
out giving his decision time to cool.
Then turning to the woman said
kindly, 1--WE have decided to do as you
suggest"
so, thank you, sir, said she, beaming
ON me most eloquently with her beauti-
full eyes. After setting Jug of water
at her side, we turned to go, and throw
ing open the door, were confronted with
the muzzle of a rife and a stern COM
mand to ''Haltr'
Those accustomed to prompt action,
who have been tutored in the school of
danger, can grasp the elements of
critical situation with a lightning like
rapidity, which to other minds would be
In the twinkling of an
eye we saw ~ that this was Johnny
Reb," (2) that the country to the east
of us appeared to be clear, (3) that
there was thus fighting chance of
In another instant his gun
barrel was knocked upward, and blow
was planted between his eyes, which
caused him to lose all interest in subse.
quent proceedings. And the best of it
was that it was noiseless operation,
calculated to raise no alarm.
Our advantages of wind and limb now
came admirably into play. The annals
of pedestrianism must forever re-
main incomplete, because circumstances
over which we had no control made it
for us to keep record of
our running time on that occasion. We
sought the most difficult and hidden
course, and made considerable Roadway
before pursuit commenced.
1t will seem incredible to you, reader,
but not nearly so incredible as it seemed
to us, that as we ran through deep
wood, turn brought us face to face with
my own horse and wagon. By their side
on the ground sat villainous looking
man. We were taking all risks then
venture, nothing won. sent a
bullet into the fellow, he rolled in the
dust, and moment later we were being
borne over that narrow wagon track by
the feetest horse in the valley. We es-
capped.
The shifting scenes of the war and our
duties elsewhere made it impossible for
us to fulfill our promise to the beautiful
but it was not many days before
We went over the ground again. The
arm house and barn were in ruins, by
whom destroyed or under what circum-
stances we never learned.
Harold and I, at the first opportunity.
,overtly visited the hiding place of our
buried treasure, but it's golden contents
we're gone. Wrapped up carefully within
t lay photograph of the beautiful un-
On the back of it was written
n pencil in feminine hand, 81 shall
never forget your Kindness. God bless
your
The war over, I settled down to the
practice of my profession in western
,ity. Harold and had long before drifted
apart, and I knew nothing of his where
lbouts.
One morning in 1870 I received large
white envelope, postmarked Paris. 1t
contained rather worn photograph,
which instantly recognized as that of
he beautiful woman of this story. Be
heath the picture was written the name,
Louise Farquier," and on the back were
aintly visible the words, 81 shall never
orget your kindness. God bless your
was SO much absorbed in thinking of
his that it was some time before looked
It the other contents of the envelope.
When did SO I discovered neat, plain
announcement which astounded
ne. 1t was that Of Harold Mayne to
Louise Farquier.' On the fly leaf was
written: