Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1889-03-21

cit doesn't seem possible" admitted star
bright, shut how am TO know that you are
not deceiving mel Some one seems TO have
fallen on these rocks, but it may be another
than Lura Joyce. demand to see the body
before any thing further is done"
"Wal, I'll do my best
Then the man began search which re-
suited in failure.
"Somethin's carried the dead gal away
that's sartin,n muttered Hank. u can't
see through it no more than you kim"
"Let me take your lantern moment,
Hank"
The forester turned the desired article
over to Captain Starbright, ard he pro-
ceeded to make an examination on his own
account He was not long in making dis
coveries that satisfied him. A strand Of
curling red brown hair was pressed under a
bush near the base Of the rock, and half
concealed in blood-sprinkled leaves lay a
pearl-handled penknife that he knew TO be
the property of the venturesome Miss
| joyce from the fact that it had been pres
emit from him in the days gone by. Here
was proof then that Lura Joyce had been
hurled to the bottom Of the gulch, and this
being true, the Captain was satisfied that
the girl was dead. He was puzzled at the
| disappearance of the body, however.
Securing the twin evidences of the awful
crime Captain Starbright returned to his
brutal companion, and signlfied his readi-
ness to return TO the ground above.
"Wal, what did We find, Cap'nm
"Nothing of Importance"
i'Do We think I'm lynn about the gala"
Hank CABRERA refused TO move until this
question was answered He confronted
Captain Starbright with an ominous scowl
on his shaggy face.
"No. am satisfied that you have told
| only the truth, Hank"
A grunt answered the Captains words,
and then Hank CABRERA began moving for
ward on the return. Just as they were on
| the point of beginning the ascent at the
point where they had entered the gulch.
both came to a stand, petrified into living
statues for the time.
| A scream so wild, weird and awful rent
| the air. as to curdle the blood in the veins Of
the gulch trespassers.
"My SOUL what was thatln
Captain Starbright drew concealed
pistol and glared about him without reply.
A pair of cleaning eyeballs peered at the
twain from the darkness. They seemed
like demon eyes, and for the moment the
\ Captain was too stupefied to fire.
Again the aWIul cry woke the ecnOe5,
and then the Captain raised his revolver
and sent bullet hurting through the air.
A yell followed, then a crash and two
4 en stood in darkness.
The lantern had been swept in fragments
fro. N the hand of CABRERA. Black darkness
everywhere The cleaning eyes had dis
appea red and solemn stiffness reigned.
This was even more impressive than the
panden tonium Of sound had been. Hank
CABRERA chung to the arm Of Captain Star
bright nd cried in husky whisper:
1.-THE gulch is hG'nteH I've heerd it be-
fore. Let's git"
No good could cr1me of their remaining, SC
the Captain, who was himself deeply
startled, seconded his companions sugges
ton by Immediately moving from the spot
The twain were not as long going up as
coming down, and both were extremely
glad when the welcome light from the
window of Mother Cabera's cabin CLEANED
in their eyes. The brave CA 7tain actually
staggered with weakness as h.. crossed thu
threshold.