The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-05-27
othing that " Guild remind him Of her

nothing that Guild remind him of her
safety.
lie turned to the bandits riding off,
and now dark specks against the
horizon.
There was a fight here, he said,
'but who resisted them--Bess?'
The rascals had cut the wires, and
Sam saw that some sanguinary work
had taken place, which probably ac-
counted for the burning OF the office.
This was premeditated attacks
They knew the girl was defenseless,
and that's why they came. They
wanted To get even with the company
for issuing that merciless order against
bandits last summer. think know
who did this piece of work, and he
shall pay dearly for it,"
Sam rode from the scene of ruin
with n heavy heart
He looked up at the cloudless sky
and thought for moment of the
sacredness of the day. There We're to
be no memorial exercises for him,
though he knew that his comrade.
scattered over the land would keep il
sacred, and strew flowers in more than
"A thousand places.
But for him hunt for vengeance!
Sam struck n trail and followed il.
III don't know what this means"
he CALCULATED. Here l am going
toward Jack Dawson's ranch. The
trail leads from the station, and
he said that Bess was beauty--curse
him! wonder what this means, any
how"
On, on, over the arid waste, and at
last through the cacti pass which
would let him out upon the ranch ten
anted by his old foe.
Sam was breathing hard when he
emerged from the bushes and rode
into the open. He looked forward
and saw the little shanty where he
had encountered his rival. The door
vas open, and he caught sight of
Squire standing like statue there in
the hot rays of the sun.
Great heavens! it looks hike Bess.
cried Sam, feeling his blood in his hot
temples.
lie shut his eyes and then opened
them, but the vision was still before
him. Bess was. in the door, but she
had not seen him, and he rode on,
wondering what she would say and
how he should meet her. Bess in Jack
Dawson's shanty. 1t was torture;
All at once the girl turned and faced
him.
She looked at him a moment, and
then bounded from the shanty.
Don't" cried Sam. holding up his
hands. II see all. You've been won
by my old enemy, and"
He did not stop her, for she came on,
and then he saw how white she was
and how the hand trembled when il
was laid upon his knee while the blue
eyes of the girl were lifted in mute APP
peal.
'Go in and see him." she said. at
was all for me Sam. He came TO the
station just ahead of the bandits and
faced them with the Winchester, fight
ing the whole band until they gave
him the wound which has just finished
him."
Something seemed TO mount up into
Sam Chester's throat and choke him.
He looked toward the ranch shanty
and then down into the eyes of Bess.
you don't tell me he's dead?" he
Come and see,'' was the reply. He
saved me from the bandits, but il cost
Il brave life"
Sam seemed to shrink from the
ordeal, but he dismounted and crossed
the threshold of the lone shanty where,
with uncovered head, he stood gazing
down upon the sunburnt face which,
despite its shadow, wore the hue of
death.
Bcss stood aloof and looked on.
1T was the day before Gettysburg, |
and we were marching along the pike |
when we quarreled. i guess l would |
have finished him then if the Captain
hadn't interfered; and if had he
wouldn't have saved you from the BAN
Tits, Bess. :"
The girl made no reply.
IL know what can do, and that's
not very much" continued Sam.
She watched him as he left the
'hanty, and after awhile he came back
% her.
1--we found a quiet spot" said he.
Il don't think the coyotes will ever
ind it, and the vultures will miss a
east. iou needn't help me, Bess ]