Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1893-02-02

who owed him a diSmount, the chahng
| captive could only listen and conjecture
And nearer the horsemen trotted mer-
| rily through the snow-now falling
heavily -and soon a dark shadow
| doomed up in distance.
Challenge, sergeant" whispered the
major; and the troopers knees turned
his horse into the road, facing the in
truders, his carbine at dead aim
''Halt! Who goes there?"
''Friends! With the countersign.' -
came the answer. els Maj. Conyers
there, Sergt. Greer?"
ST am here, Capt. Granger the Off
Ger answered, riding out to his sub
altern. "What brings your scout on
this trail? You were to take the lower
road" he added, in lower voice.
1--WE heard firing hearaway, SIR the
younger soldier replied, in the same
tone. 'And, besides, we had a chase
after the best piece of horsehesh and
Quickest piece of wonanhood l have
struck in rebellion. She cut my shout
der strap with a bullet, in reply to chal-
lenge, then took to cover and led us
through the woods like b orn fox
hunter
''And you let woman escape your"
Inc Olu major VOICE was very
ssNot finally, sir. Her horse pumped
he must have been overridden-so we
hemmed her in at last. Sergt. Flynn"
he added, louder, advance with your
prisoner"
And Carolyn Clay's horse was led to
the front, the girl sitting erect in sad
die, quiet, hut pale, and with an ugly
CLEAN in her blue-gray eyes.
presumed" Maj. Conyers asked, salnting
courteously.
"a Virginian. A lady causelessly
chased and arrested while riding quiet
ly homeward," the girl answered, de-
family.
Virginia ladies seem to choose
strange hours for quiet rides" the old
major retorted, rather grimly. ''Will
you give me your name, occupation and
residence, upon honor, if parole you?'
Il demand TO be released uncondi-
tionally and permitted to proceed to my
home" Miss Clay answered, haughtily.
''Do you Yankee soldiers confess that
you war upon southern women?''
Perhaps; when southern women
shoot at us in their jocular way" the
veteran replied. ''But we waste time,
madam VIII you answer my ques-
Gion?
81 deny your right to question. 1 de-
mand to be released a non-com bat
ant" was the firm response.
''NOn-cOm batants do not shoot in re-
ply to challenge, on lonely roads, the
major retorted, rather impatiently.
"WW you answer, or not? What is your
name, and what were you doing here
about with a cavalry soldier?''
81 told you, major! That's my cousin
from the farm Evan began, only to be
cut off by the sergeant's stern CALI
''Silence in ranks! Riley, guard your
prisoner
But the quick woman's wit caught
the fact of her cousins capture, and his
cue, at the same time; and she folded
her arms quietly, remaining silent.
Very well, madam" the major said.
81 will send you to headquarters with
your cousin there, and let you discuss
military ethics with the general. Capt.
Granger, detail one man of your squad
port with both prisoners to provost
marshal at headquarters: the fires will
guide you TO the river bank. Captain,
d word
And soon Evan Fauntleroy and his
cousin were again riding side by side,
merrily, hopefully no longer, but he in
physical pain, and in greater mental
distress for her, she with gold-crowned
head dropped upon her breast, and tears
of mingled modification and despair
forcing their way between the long,
curved lashes.