The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1890-12-20

character was at an end between them
and the Ravners and BuXtons: there
were no more gossipy chats among the
ladies. Indeed, it so happened that only
to one or two people had Mrs N"IIr"n
had time to mention that Mr. Haynes
sister was coming, and neither the hay
| ners nor Buttons had heard Of it; neither
had Nellie Travers, for it was after the
| evening of her last visit that Hrs. Wal
dron was told
Havne ran with his telegram to the
ior, and the latter had introduced
himself and Mai. STANDARD to Mrs,
; Hurley, when, after a weary wait OF
some hours, the train arrived. Blake
too, was there, on the lookout for some
friends, and he was presented to MIS-
Hurley while her husband was attend
ing to some matters about the baggage
The train went on eastward carrying
the field officers with it. Blake had to
90 with his friends back to the post.
and Mr. and Mrs. Hurley, after the for
mer had attended to some business and
seen some railway associates of his at
the hotel, took the carriage they had had
before and drove out to the garrison,
where Private Schweinkopf saw the
lady rapturously welcomed by Lieut..
Havne and escorted into the house, while
Mr. Hurley remained settling with the
driver out in the darkness. 1t was not
long before the commanding officer pro
tenn. was called from the hop room,
where the dance was going on delight
fully, and notified that the mysterious
visitor had again appeared, with evil
dent intention of spending the night, as
the carriage had returned to town.
"Why, certainly" reasoned Buxton.
Its the very night he would choose,
since everybody will be at the hop; no
one will be apt to interfere, and every
body will he unusually drowsy and less
inclined to take notice in the morning.
Here was ample opportunity for brill
liant stroke of work. He would first
satisfy himself she was there, then sur
round the house with sentries so that she
could not escape, while he, with the Off
Ger of the day and the corporal of the
guard, entered the house and confronted
him and her. That would wind UP Mr..
Haynes career beyond question:; nothing
short of dismissal would result. Over
he went full of his project, listened at
Haynes like tho eavesdropping sneak
he was, saw again the shadow of the
graceful form and heard the silvery,
happy laugh, and then it was he sent
FOR Rayner. TWAS near midnight when
he led his forces to the attack. A light
was now burning in the second story,
which he thought must be Sans; but
the lights had been turned low i'll the
parlCr and the occupants had disappear
ed from sight and hearing. By inquiry
he had ascertained that Haynes bed
room was Just back of the parlOr.
A man was stationed at the back door,
others at the sides, with orders to arrest
any one who attempted to escape; then
softly he stepped to the front door, tell
ing Raynor to follow him, and the cor
poral of the guard to follow both. To
his surprise, the door was unlocked, and
light was burning in the hall. Never
knocking, he stepped in, marched
through the hall into the parlor, which
was empty, and, signaling Come on" to
his followers, crossed the parlor and
seized the knob of the bedroom door. 1t
was locked. Rayncr, looking white and
worried, stood just behind him, and the
corporal but 4 step farther back. Before
Buxton could knock and demand admis-
sion, which was his intention, quick foot
steps came flying down the stairs from
TIC second story, and the trio wheeled
about in surprise to find Mr.. Hayne,
dressed in his fatigue uniform, standing
at the threshold and staring at them
with mingled establishment, incredulitv
and Indignation. A sudden light seemed
to dawn upon him as he glanced from
one to the other. With leap like cat
he threw himself upon Buxton, hurled
him back, and stood at the closed door
confronting them with blazing eyes and
clinching fists.
"Open that door, sir!' cried Buxton.
"You have woman hidden there. Open,
or stand aside"
You hounds! I'll kill the first man
who dares entcr.' was the furious an
sWer; and Hayne had snatched from the
wall his long infantry sword and flashed
the blade in the lamplight. Rayner
made q step forward, half irreselute.
Hayne leaped at him like tiger. "Fire!
Qluck!' shouted Buxton, in wild excite
ment Bang! went the carbine, and the
bullet crashed through the plaster over
head, and, seeing the cleaning steel at
his superior's throat, the corporal had
sent the heavy butt crashing upon the
lleutenant's skull only just in time; there
would have been murder in another sec
To BE Cr"tj"uod Neat Heck.