Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-03-22
CHAPTER XVII.
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aEi SF T THE head Of a score
4s of his own men, Capt
| >8 -zE9eNS Stry ker rode forth
SS 81 some fifteen minutes
later His orders from Col. Brainaro
were to go to Dunraven, and, If he found
| the marauders there, to arrest the entire
party and bring them back to the post
From all that could be learned from hur-
ried questioning of the sentries and the
/ dazed, half drunken sergeant of the cor
raj, the troopers engaged in the raid
must have selected a time when the sen
try was walking towards the south end
of his post to lift one Of their number
over the wall Of the Enclosure in which
were kept the wagons and ambulances.
! This man had unbarred from within the
/ gate leading eastward to the trail down
which the "stock" was driven daily tc
water in the Monee. Riley admitted
that ''the boys" had left bottle with
| him which he and his assistant had
emptied before turning in, and SO it hap
pered that, unheard and unseen, the
raiders had managed to slip out with a
dozen horses that were kept there and
| had also taken six mules as mounts
for those who could not find anything
better
Eighteen men, apparently, were in the
party, and the sentry on Number Three
! heard hCof beats down towards the val
ley about half past 2 o'clock, but thought
it was only some of the ponies belonging
to the Cheyenne scouts. There was one
! Comfort-the men had taken no firearms
with them; for a hurried inspection of
the company quarters showed that the
carbines were all in their racks and the
revolvers in their cases. Some of the
men might have small caiber pistols of
| their own, but the government arms had
no. c1eI. tisSs,Sbsd s--7tStf the party, at
least, must have ridden bareback and
with only watering brides for their
/ steeds. They were indeed spelling for
q fight" and the result Of the roll call
showed that the missing troopers were
all Irishmen and some Of the best and
most popular men in the command
Whatever their plan, thought Stryker,
as he trotted down to the Monee, it was
probably carried out by this time; it was
now within minute Of o'clock.
Only mile out he was overtaken by
DR.. Quin, VINO reined up an instant to
ask if any one had been sent ahead.
THANK God for thatr he exclaimed,
when told that Perry and Sergt. Gwynne
had gone at the first alarm; then, strik-
ing spurs to his horse, pushed on at rapid
gallop, while the troopers maintained
their steady trot. A mile from Dun
raven, in the dim light CT early morning
the captains keen eyes caught sight Of
shadOwy forms Of mounted mon on the
opposite shore, and. despite their efforts
to escapeon their wearied steeds, three
of them were speedily run down and
captured One of them was Corp. Dono-
van, and Donovans face was white and
his manner agitated. Bidding him ride
alongside as they pushed ahead towards
5he ranch, Stryker questioned him as to
what had taken place, and the corporal
never sought to equi7ocate:
We've been trying for several nights,
sir, to get horses and go down and have
It out with those blackguards at the
ranch. We took no arms, sir, even those
of US who had pistols of our own All
we asked was fair fight, man against
man. They wouldn't come out of their
hole--they dasn't do it, strand then
they fred on us. We'd have burned the
roof over their heads, but that Lieut.
Perry galloped in and stopped u.s.
came away then, sir, and so did most of
US. We knew twas all up when we saw
the lieutenant; but there was more fir
ing after left. This way, captain Out
across tie prairie here. We cut down
the fence on this side" And so saying,
Donovan led the little troop to broad
gap in.-the wide barrier, and thence
straight across the fields to where lights
were seen fitting about in the dark
shadows of the buildings of the ranch
Another moment, and Stryker had dis
mounted and was kneeling beside the
PROSTATE and unconscious form Of his
lieutenant Some misguided ranchman
installing for new assailant the tall
young soldier who galloped into the
midst of the swarm of haunting Irish
men, had fired the cruel shot There
lay Nolan dead upon the sward, and
here, close at hand, his grief stricken
master had finally swooned from loss
of blood, the bullet having pierced his
leg below the knee. Beside him knelt
the doctor: he had cut away the natty
riding boot, and was rapidly binding up
the wound. Close at hand stood Gwynne,
a world of anxiety and trouble in his
bruised and still discosored face.
Grouped around were some of the as
sailing party, crestfallen and dismayed
at the unlocked for result Of their foray
but ashamed to attempt to ride away,
now that their favorite young officer
was sore stricken as a result of their mad
folly Mr.. Even, too, had come out.
and was busting about, giving direc-
tons to the one or two of his hands who
had ventured forth from the Office build
ing. The big frame house under whose
walls the groun was gather v2s evil