The Russellville Democrat., 1893-08-31

tue OAAt8A4 WGHfA 1Af iAttAG mother She has never given up the hope of seeing that scapegrace of an uncle of mine again. 1"
 "Has she ever heard how he tried to murder his nephew i'' asked Drunmond, prinly
 "Never. Nor have we the faipsest trace of him since the break-up of the old Morales gang at Fronteras. They went all to pieces after their encounter with you and c troop. What chain of disastersI Lost their leaders and three of their best men, lost their rendezvous at Moreno's, lost horses and mules for what our men didn't get the Apaches did--and won absolutely nothing, except the twenty-four hour possession of safe they haIn t time to open. Whereas 1 got my commission and my wifo; Feeny, honorable wounds and mention and the chevrons of a first sergeant 1; Costigan got his sergeant's stripes and the medal of honor. Murphy his sergeantcy, Walsh and Latham medals and corporalships and the only fellow who didn't get a blessed thing but scars was the command ing lieutenant, your worthy self, thanks to wiseacres at Washington who say Indian fighting isn' t war" Didn't get a letter of thanks from the department commanderi" grins Drummond. "What else could 1 expecti"
 "What elsei" is Wing's impul- sive rejoinder. Then, as though mindful of some admonition quiet ing at once and speaking in tone less suggestive: "Well, in your case l suppose you can be content with nothing, but bless me if 1 could. " Then suddenly rising and respect fully touching his weather beaten hat, he salutes stoutly built, sol dierly looking man in rough scout ing dress, whose only badge of rank is the tarnished shoulder strap with the silver leaf on the shabbiest old fatigue coat to be found in the bat talion most of whose members, how ever, wear no coat at all.
 "Hullo, Wing !-Gidn't mt an te disturb your siesta-Drummond heref" says the commander in his off hand way, and at sound of the well known voice, Drummond, too, lis on his feet in twinkling.
 "Seen the papers that came in to. dayi" queries the colonel, obliterat- ing from his sentences sll verba' opportunities.
 "Not yet, sir; any newsi" "Hell to pay in Chicago, so fal as heard from. The railway strike has taken firm hold there. Police and militia both seem unable to dc anything against the mob, and the authorities are stampeded. Youl home, isn't iti"
 "It was once, sir, but that was many long year ago."
 "W- cell" says the colonel, re aectively, stroking his grizzled beard, tits my belief there is worse to come. It isn't the striking rail way hands that will do the mis chief, but every time there's a strike all the thieves and thugs and black guards in the community turn out That's what happened in Pittsburs that's what's the matter in Chi cago. It looks to me as though the plea for regular troops would have to be granted"
 Think we can get there, siri' asks Wing, e.GIIe
 "Can't say. We're supposed te have our hands full covering this section of Nebraska, though haven't heard of hostile Siou1 this summer. Besides, they have full regiments of infantry at Omaha and along the lakes. Doesn't Mrs Wing say anything about the trouhlei"
 'sHer letter is four days old, sir and only says her father looks upor the situation as one of much gray ity but women rarely see troubles of this kind until they come to theil doors."
 "WelI, this is The Times of two days ago. It reached Sydney al breakfast time this morning, ane Hatton brought two or three copies out when he came with the mail I thought you two might be inter ested. !" And with that the colone goes strolling along down the bank of the stream, pausing here and there to chat with some officers ol give some order relative to the graz ing of the horses-oae of bis espe cial "fads.''
 And this evening ju.t as the sun disappears over the To v bluff line te the vest and the horses are being picketed for the night, while from a score. of cook fires the appetizine savor of antelope steak and the aroma of "soldier coffee" rise upon the air, little dust cloud sweeps out from the ravine into which dis | appears the Sidney road and cores floating out across the prairie. Keen-eyed troopers quickly note the speed with which it travels toward them. Off sers and men, who have just been looking to the security of ther steeds, pause now on their way to supper and stand gazing through the gloaming at the coming cloud. In five minutes the cause is apparent-two swift riders urging