The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-03-30

Certainly"
"Yet every other package, memo
randa and all, was handed your"
mot only that, but Capt. Hull handed
me the money packet with the others
took them all from his saddle bags Just
before the charge. The packet was sealed
when he gave it to me, and when 1 broke
the seal it was stuffed with worthless
blanks"
"And you have never suspected SOL
dier-a single messenger or servant?'
'fNot one. Whom could II"
"Hayne, had you any knowledge of
this man Clancy before?'
'tClancy! The drunken fellow we
pulled out of the fire?"
1.-The same"
''No: never to my knowledge saw or
heard of him, except when he appeared
as witness at the court"
.'Yet he was with the -th cavalry at
that very fight at Battle Butte. He was
a sergeant then, though not in Hull's
troop"
"Does he say he knew me? or does he
| u,
with sudden interest.
''Not that. He cannot be said to say
anything; but he was wonderfully af-
fected over your rescuing him-strange-
ly so, one of the nurses persists in telling
me, though the steward and Mrs. Clancy
declare it was just drink and excitement.
Still, [ have drawn from him that he
knew you well by sight during that cam
paign; but he says he was not by when
Hull was killed"
docs he act as though he knew any
thing that could throw any light on the
natter"
81 cannot say. His wife declares he
has been queer all winter-hard drink
ing-and of course that is possible"
Sam told me there was a soldier here
two nights ago who wanted to talk with
me, but the man was drunk, and he
would not let him in or tell me. He
thought he wanted to borrow money"
81 declare, believe it was Clancy!"
said the doctor. eff he wants to see you
and talk, let him. There's no telling but
what even drink racked brain may
prlnS the matter to light"
And long that night Mr.. Hayne sat
there thinking, partly of what the doc
tor had said, but more of what had oc-
CURED during the late afternoon. Mid
night was called by the sentries He
went to his door and looked out on the
broad, bleak prairie, the moonlight CLINT
ing on the tin roofing of the patch of
buildings over at the station far across
the dreary level and glistening on the
patches of snow that here and there
streaked the surface. 1t was all SO cold
and calm and still. His blood was hot
and fevered. Something invited him
INTO the peace and purity of the night.
All was darkness and quiet. He passed
in succession the houses of the field Off
GERS of the cavalry, looked longingly at
the darkened front of Maj. Waldron's
cottage, where he had lived SO sweet an
hour before the setting of the last sun
then went on again and paused surprised
in front of Capt Rayner's. A bright
light was still burning in the front room
on the second floor. Was she, too, awake
and thinking of that interview? he
looked wistfully at the lace curtains thai
shrouded the interior, and then the clanl
, of cavalry saber sounded in his ears
and a tall officer came springily acros:
the road.
"Who the devils that?" was the blunt
military greeting.
'Mr. Hayne," was the quiet reply.
: "What? Mr.. Hayne? Oh! Beg YOU
pardon, man-couldn't imagine who i
was incoming around out here after mid
night"
S II don't WONDER" answered Hayne
81 am rather given to late hours, anc
t; after reading long time often take ;
stroll before turning in
"Ah, yes; see. Well, won't you droI
S in and chat awhile? I'm officer of til,
day, and have to owl tonight"
l Thanks, no, not this time; l must g,
, to bed. Good night, Mr.. Blake"
1 "Good night to you, Mr.. Hayne," sale
Blake, then stood gazing perplexedl,
after him. "Now, my fine fellow" wa
his dissatisfied query, "what on cart
do you mean by prowling around Ray
, ner's at this hour of the night;s'