Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-03-17

..,+ and 70 mount and follow Rosa :
bor1e which was still wildly pi9os,oh1
hi edgin0 off from the infuriated lnoD,
which had now reached the mess 'o"'
the work of an instant. ,non-
"Keep on" shouted to my con- incIo
ion. as we got beyond the immeuiaIe I'D onad
If lights We went straight for the Ionu !,
and Rosa uttered not a sound. Inere wac =.
hone for us vet; we might get clear Oh -, -
the darkness. Ny duty was plaln-'SV
save the helpless woman at my siae' a "a
f4w wards Brought us TO the road VI
we vent at headloDg speed, but the mIs,
snIman devils had fred the mess tent IN
an instant the great dry tent was one sne %,
Of fame: it lighted up the white roaoi on
which we were galloping LOT ueaI i .he
The sound of musket shots rang QUIZ w
brutes were evidently polting al u1
'iStoopp' 1 cried to my companion, puS
too late. A dull thud told ma she was
hit. She gave me one look OF agony, !"
look that will haunt me to my dying uay.
But we tore on, and few SECONDS nole
brought us out ofthe light Of the still oiaz-
ing tent. She had ceased to urge neI
horse as she had done, with whip and
spur.
"Don't give in" I cried; lin few min
utes we shall be safe from pursuit"
'Leave me, Jack, she said; my nOiSS
is wounded, and so am l. " e.u
AS she said the words the pooT peasI lelI
with a crash-fell to rise no more l
sprarg to the ground; desperation lent me
strerg,h. How 1 managed 1t l don't
know: but succeeded in getting her on 10
nv own frightened beast She was APP
parently fsinting; in her right hand she
still clutched the revolver.
take it," she said. thrust 1t into
my holster.
'Don't let me fall into their hands alive,
Jack" She never spoke sgain.
When abe passed away l cannot tell, out
she was dead ere l reached Murghabe. l
handed her body over TO the woman. L
made nv report to the officer in command.
7 told how sudden had been the rising, ana
how brave Msior Cross fell pierced by the
bullet of some skulking mutneer; ana
then l thought of poor dead Rosa, ana
wondered if she and l had been so very
much to blame. No, my conscience was
fairly clear; and it was with some sat
isfsction that I buckied my sword oeIt
to accompany the party that was TO
wreak retribution on the mutineers OF
the til regiment, who, we heard
had entrenched themselves at Kerlmaoao'
As l rode along with the othe's, thlrsting
for revenge. 1 thought Of poor murdered
Rosa and her wrecked young life. l
thought of her as an angel in heaven LOOK
ing on me, and in my heart l swore to give
no Quarter to the rufians who had causen
her death. As l did go I mechanically
opened my holster, took out my revolver
and drew back the little safety bolt that
holds the chamber.
Good heavens! what's this?"
One of the cartridges had been discharg-
ed. You can fancy my feelings when DIS
covered that hers was the hand that hrsd
the shot-the shot that had slain her hus-
band!
1 don't tell you how We wiped out the
ruffiins at Kerimabad. II ever vengeance
was sudden and sure, that was the day
The bulk of them had entrenched them
selves, and were slain to man.
I thanked Msjor Fowler for his story. l
suppose it was all true, for had heard OF
the death of Cross at Kerimabad-l had
aven seen his grave: but till now / certain