The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1893-12-06
THE NEWS. WEDNESDAY. DECEMBER 6, 1s93.

That-that's the paymaster YOU we got
there. Then they tried to save q
drunken soldier while all tho gang
seemed crowding after the safe and the
girls, but they were shot down inside
and must have burned'to death If they
wasn't killed. Oh, God, what nightl''
And weak, unstrung, unnamed, the
poor fellow sobbed aloud.
At this instant there rode into the
corral a couple Of troopers.
Lieutenant Drummond heref" cried
one of them. We've found man out
ON tho plain to the southeast, gagged
and bound. Shall we fetch him in?''
You go, Quinn, but get some one
else to help you. Patterson, your horse
is fresh, gallop back ON the trail. Tell
Sergeant Meinecke to come ahead for
all he's worth. Let the packs take care
OF themselves. Send Sergeant Lee in
here to me again." Then with trem-
bling hands the young officer turned his
attention to his other patients. Sever
ing tho cords with his hunting knife, he
freed them from their bonds, then
dashed water over their scorched and
blackened faces, meantime keeping up
running fire of questions. Between
his sobs, the young civilian told him
that the outlaws had hjtched in both
teams and taken also the spare mules
and the blackboard. They had lifted
the Harvey girls into the Concord, the
safe and Pasqual Morales into the paw
masters ambulance, while the wounded
men and Morenos people probably were
put on the open wagon. Then they
had all driven furiously away to the
south, leaving only two or three men
to complete tho work at the ranch.
Finding the paymaster and sergeant
well nigh dead, they had contented
themselves with binding and leaving
them to their fate, to be cremated when
the roof Of the shed came down.. Then
one OF the gang whom he had once
befriended iu Tucson pleaded with his
fellows to spare the life of the only one
OF the party left to sell the tale. Pas
quail and the Mexicans were gone.
Those who remained were Americans,
judging by their speech, though two of
them were still masked. my name
is Woods" said the poor fellow. "But
that bandit had to beg hard. They
were ready to murder anybody con-
nected with the defense, for Ramon was
killed and Pasqual shot through the
leg. l did that, though they didn't
know 1t. They bound and left me
here, but made me swear w aid tell
Harvey and his friends when they got
back that it was no use following;
they had 80 armed men and three hours
start. They never thought Of any one
else getting here first. Oh, my God!
who can break it to Mr.. Harvey when
he does come?'
And then Sergeant Lee came hurry
ing back. one or two men with him,
and together they labored to restore to |
the paymaster, breathing
feebly. and old Feeny, bleeding from a
cash in the back of the skull and bull
let hole through the body. For nearly
. quarter of an hour their efforts were
vain, Meantime Drummond, well nigh
mad oyer the delay, was pacing about
like Gagged tiger. He set two of the
men to work to hitch the bewildered
little burrcs to the we'll wheel and go
up several lingo bucketfuls of water
against tho coming Of tho troop. He
others to rub down his hand
some sorrel, Chester, and the mounts of
two of tho advanced party. At last
nfter what must have seemed an age,
yet could not have been over 80 min
ntes from the time Of their arrival, a
soldier running in said ha conld hear
boots out ON the plain, and at the samo
instant two men appeared Juggling be-
tween them, bleeding and senseless,
The ragged form of Edward Harvey.
Scratched, torn, covered with blood
md bruises and still unconscious though
40 was, Drummond knew him at a
glance. They had met tho previous
rear, and though only once it was
'nough. Men with young and lovely
listers are not soon forgotten. Kneel-