Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1890-05-03
A PRAIRIE ROSE.

Lieut.. Marshall clanked into his
diminutive quarters helmeted and
sworded.
''Hail, guardian of the fortv" cried
Mrs. Marshall, looking up from the
perusal of a letter from home. Ibid
you have a very horrible night?"
so, So"
These nights on guard were always
horrible in Mrs. Marshall's mind, and
so unnecessary, she grumbled, in pip
ing times of peace. No Indians
within five hundred miles; no labor
riots. She did not believe in works
of supererogation.
Marshall was saying, I'm time of
peace prepare forwar, sleepily, when
an orderly raped. "Hullol here's
active service for you"-reading the
paper handed in by the orderly. Bet
ty came and read over her husbands
shoulder. Il am not sure that like
this kind of police duty, however,"
august twentieth That's to-
morrow, Tom. An escort Of ten
men. To pursue and arrest and bring
back TO Jail in Green River Jas.
O'Leary.' What does it all mean?"
"o'Leary is the fellow who broke
into Jones jewelry store in Green
River the other day. He is a desper-
ate character, l hear; escaped from
Texas a few months ago, where he
was awaiting trial for manslaughter.
! wish the Green River people would
look after their own rascals. And
Why should the colonel pitch on me
to go? just off the guard, too, and
as seedy as you please"
Betty sympathized with him fully,
Of course; you might be sure of that.
Toms grievances eased off In that
sunshine. He picked himselfup pres
emily, and went back to the guard
house to turn over his responsible
ties to his immediate successor; then
to see the colonel, and CLEAN partic-
ulars in regard to the morrow's ex-
petition. 1t was borne in upon him
that the colonel had proposed to
compliment him by this detail. "IfI
can only keep my eyes OPEN" he said
to himself, strolling down the line
from the colonel's office, gazing at q
photograph OF the escaped burglar,
which had been handed him. Two
or three officers were restraining on the
porch talking to Betty when he came
up. He showed the photograph.
"O'Leary, his countenance," said
one of these. cold Jim, they call
him, because he was christened John,
and because he looks like babe. If
we were in San Antonio now, and
you caught him and brought him
back to the Jail there, the chances are
he would be linched. He has very
unenyiable reputation down that
way. He's been wanted in Texas a
long time-wanted badly"
"Who is it he looks like?" Betty
wondered.
zone of Raphael's cherubs? No;
they're too fat and jolly. AmcdiRval
saint"
81 don't believe he has done all
those dreadful things" cried Betty
still gazing.
Tom took tie pilot ograph from
her and turned to go indoors, the
other young men moving on.
81 have to be off before dark, Bet
ty take my men into Green river,
and start from there with the con-
stable and one or two of his myr-
midons."
Betty followed him into the house.
'Do get good sleep, dearest" she
said, "and by the time you are about
again dinner will be ready"
Tom got offduly, cheered and speed
ed by his wife and hercook. TheIat-
ter displayed unusual energy, asking
more questions than Mrs. Marshall
could answer as TO the burglar ut
large and the efforts being made to
capture him. This took was a young
woman of twenty-four or so, Of
type that one walking in the beaten
path is more apt to find in Bret
Harte's novels than in real life. But
life rs frontier post is hardly the
benten path. Betty had remarked
OF her hand-maiden that she might
have been brought up anyhow, and