The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1888-03-03

He sank upon the couch with q groan.
Lenita stood over him with clasped hands
| so, pap; air We bad hurts" she asked.
| "Don't be scarf, Lenita; but l reckon I'm
purity well used up'' he answered.
/ SHOW did it happen, pap"
at was up in the gully. We'd Jest got the
ponies run in when the cussed off GERS foun'
US. 1t was SIGH s'prise ter the hull of us
uns that we couldn't do nuthin' but break
an run. Bert an me broke fur the woods
He got off without airy shot in him, but got
two loads in me" and he groaned heavily
80, pap! o, papp' was all that the
weeping girl could utter.
! "Don't take on, Lenita It's all my own
blamed meanness. l wouldn't mind yer
warnin', but throwed We like an ole bar frum
me ter the floor, an went ter my fate. |
only meant ter go this onct more, an then
! break off. But went Onct too often. The
Lowd never meant fur me tn prosper on
money got frum Bert for holpin' him ter
hide the ponies up the gully, an he let the
| fcers fin us out; an now I'm shot, an the
Lowd only knows what'u become of you, my
girl, y said Joe Frenchy, putting his big hand
on the girls bowed head.
| "Never mind me, pap but let me do some
thing fur you-uns, ter stop yer pain an
|
strove to make the suffering man rest easily
Scarcely had she finished bathing his
| feverish brow, when the tramplingof horses
feet was heard before the cabin door and the
coarse voices of rough men broke simultan-
j eously upon Lenita's hearing. Leaving her
| fathers side, the brave girl stepped to the
door just as burly fellow with "a Winches-
ter in his hand came before it. A half-dozen
other rough-lool1ing men, all belonging to the
J Indian police, stood close behind him.
flSFhat's Frenchy's GAL" said one of the
| men
'Air you-uns Joe Frenchy's darter?" asked
the leader, hating before the girl.
Yes sir, l air. replied Lenita, placing
herself in the door.
SIS yer daddy here"
''He air."
''Tell HIM ter come out an s'render ter
onct," ordered the leader
so, sir! he KANT" cried the girl
''Kain't, eh3 I'll jest persuade him with
this instermint, Them and be raised the re-
volver threateningly.
''Please, don't, she cried, never finching,
however, as the rough officer thrust the
Winchester almost against her cheek
''Then stand side. gal, an let me tote him
out"
He's trying ter act ther 'possum, Hi"
spoke one of the men.
''No, he's not" put in Lenita Gle shot;
yer gang shot him twice, an he's lynn on the
bed now, not able ter stand on his feet. O,
men!" she appealed to them, ''if you-uns hey
hearts, please don't 'sturb him now. He's
suffering sop
"She's tryin' ter stan yOu-uns off, while
her dad crawls out at winder an 'scapes +,
| Nyalla1 u in hn
"That's a fac!' yelled another. 'sThe
gals in with Bert Coles gang, too depen'
ont. Rest her as complicer
Eyes, rest the gal too. Go ahead, Hip
came from another in the background.
'It's jes givin' her dad a chance ter 'scape,"
put in another.
Through it all Lenita stood, calm and
brave, within the narrow door, debarring
those rough men from entering the cabin.
"Stan' back, gal" roughly spoke the
leader, ''or l eoiA rest yer, too fur henderin'
the law on Roarin' Fork" And he was in
the act of laying rough hands upon the girl,
when manly form leaped from his horses
back and rushed between them.
ANY man who lays hand on that girl,
does it at his peril, and the voice of Scott
Redleaf rang out on the night air, like
trumpet blast. Every man instinctively fell
back as he recognized their superior officer
'The girl is perfectly innocent; knows
nothing of the Coles gang, if her father
does" Then he turned to Lenita, who was
softly weeping by his side, and told her to
have no fears, that he would protect her
with his life if need be. When she was
sufficiently calm, she told him that her
father was seriously wounded and begged
him to do something to relieve him. After
Scott had examined Frenchys wounds, he
went to the door with sad face and said:
"Men, you are not needed here Frenchy
is dying, He has received two very bad
wounds. Go back where the boys are and
help guard the prisoners till 1 come"
The men rode quietly off up the creek
Scott turned to the bed where Joe Frenchy
was breathing his last, his head resting in
Lenita's lap. She had been talking to her
father, as his last hour drew near and had
controlled herself to listen to his last words,
which were:
''Lenita, you've been a good gal. God for
give me fur never maxim you-uns happier,
an fur givin' yer that mean push"
| And as the dawn crept mellowly into the
dingy little cabin, Joe Frenchys spirit
winged its fight. 1t was Scott Redleaf's kind
hands that led the sorrowing girl away, and
prepared the body for its lone resting place
on the banks of the Roaring Fork, where
its waters forever murmur boisterously on
over messy stones and Jagged rocks.
Bert Coles gang was effectually broken
up. Bert was finally captured but he es-
capped, and report says he has become law
abiding citizen in a remote part of Texas
Lenita was kindly cared for She was
placed in good mission school, where she is
obtaining useful education. Scott Red
leaf is patiently waiting for her to become
his wife. AID. II. GIBSON,
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