Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-01-01

SLlS tLaNI S-1l-U L+E3 " tcAt+l ll5 G DCEH thero at Lowell when tho &djutant &C., ceptcd those letters from former officers Of tho IgGsiz.2sl5 t.4 G-zt.ino. Bland would never a.ov; t5;clA t0 F1ei1w Said ho had tcu5 'a.p a}l 1, lis homo in Texas. Tut NJ yvl1-.t l22lo bad Blood between thezl.
 By Eoav14! ;7,tI POW to thin, tI@t one Cf cur tguuf--G t-co73--slas.l}l havo i-@a cr@a--l il ta:3 -outg2,,-. Bat we'll frI5 tA--1, :-. 2. - f..:l lC1Gl.-.- mond, a>c'<ieehtr7.iz.t 12 | his 1ult height e. 1,a.-:.... l.i3 s,a.-3. .l.j-l hcui in air. "-. Y ear-'s ao f@ e far with tllosa wagon #t:.A :! l.i,e'.5 y3 t1,ls. They'll Str;5-o tlo 5out I-i]3 lofor2 they 'yo Eai,9 1J 1,.si.,. tla th.~'Il havo to Go slew. N>'ll c..,,, t:s. lu !,- foro the a,stl U, s...l. ' i29 Ca e heaven it Iioz,1 i1 1-.,A tA>5a, III string him to 4ho ljgl4,-5 trso VIC can | find
 "Tlscro, |, I4o4o t,.;.l l.i.l tut Ii Lv strung ur, Crowlcl g GTizzled old trooper in an undcEtonc. Tho gang that murdered Pat Donovan will find scaEt mercy in this crowd.
 Aye, aye, said another, "and there's moro than Fat Donovan to be scored off. Look wonder. For at the instant ono of tho packers came leading into the corral q resisting mule, at sight of whoso burden many of the horses started in fear. It was the lifeloss body of Donovan S companion, tho soldier who had escaped the assassin's bullet when Patsy fell only to be overtaken and cut down half way to Moreno's.
 "It's the bloodicst night I've known even in Arizona, said Lee to his young leader. "Tho paymaster and MT. Har-
 vey about as good as dead, old FoGny dying, most like, the clerk and Mullan
 and some other trooper Of the escort
 burned to ashes in that hell hole there,
 and Donovan and this last onc-so.no of our fellows think it IS Flynn, from r troop-shot to death. It's worse than Apache, lieutenant, and thcrc'll be no
 use trying to restrain our fellows when
 VIC catch the blacsguards. .
 A quarter of an hour later, leaving half dozen soldiers under an expert enced sergeant to guard the packs, the wounded and the nOncOmbatants at tho smoldering ruins of the ranch, with l barely a score of seasoned troopers at his back, Licutlrant Jim Drummond rode resolutely out toward the southern desert, toward the distant line of jagged
 mountains t,'"t s]}anned the far hori zon. The false and fatal blaze at the
 Picacho had utterly disappeared, and | all was darkness at the west. The red | glow of tho smoliering cmbers behind
 was no longer sufficient to light their 1 path. Straight away southward led the whecltracks, first separate and dis | tinct, but soon blending, as though one
 wagon had fallen behind and followed the trail of the bolder leader in the first. Straight away after them went
 the rucl1 of hoof tracks. telling plainly that for q time at least the gang had
 massed and was prepared to guard it's | plundur.
 Stop to divide it was evident they dared not, for they had not with them the implements to break into the safe, and all their searching and threatening had failed to extract from the appar- | Cntly dying paymaster any clew as to
 what he had done with the key. Stick together, therefore, they undoubtedly
 would, reasoned the lieutenant, and all
 their effort would bc to reach somo
 secure haunt in the Sie1ras and there
 send back their demand for ransom. Twenty-Five thousand dollars in cash
 and George Harvcy's precious daugh- ] tcrs! It was indeed a rich haul one that i'll all the dread history of tho Morales gang had never been cqualCd. Even had they failed to secure the safe
 the richer l,uotv Wa# theirs iu having { |, in, G, | izOn2 as Arizona then Wa.: ccIl>titut' q
 would nalo great effort to overhaul
 a gang of robbers whose GnIy victim
 was Uncle Sam and his livcricd hire lings." Nobody i'll Sonora would fail to regard them with enviOus eyes, but in the deed of rapine that made them the captors and possessors of those de- fCnseless sisters each man had put a price upon his head, a halter round his
 neck, for "gringo' and "greaser, ]" American and Mexican alike, would spring to arms to rescue and avenge. As the rearmost of the little party
 of pursuers disappeared in the darkness
 and the wearied pack mules went jog
 ging sullenly after, urged on by the goad
 of their half Mexican driver, the ser SCCt1lG 1C1I III Sc Ol lllc utItLCIlulCllU | at the corral looked at his watch and
 noted that it was just ? 80 o'clock.
 The dawn would be creeping on at 4.
 Wearied as were kia men, he did not l permit them all to rest. The condition of his wounded and the instructions left him by Lieutenant Drummond made it necessary that they shOTld have constant attention. 1t N-as sore trouble for him to look at the. old paymaster, whose life seemed cbl1ing away. lying there so | Iallid and moaning at times so pitiful- ly, but FecIy lay torpid. breathing, yet seeming to suffer not at all.
 Both were in desperate need of sur | gical attendance, but where could sur | GeOn bo found: The nearest was at | StOneman, Inc little cantOnment across | tho Christollal 30 miles to tho east, and though a gallant fellow had vol | untoCred to make the ride alone through | tho Apache infested pass and carry the dispatch that DrummOnd had hurried | ly penciled there was no possibility of doctors reaching them before the coming night, and tho thought of all they might have to suffer through the | fierce white heat of the intervening | day was one that gave the sergeant deep concern. Then, too, who could say whether the solitary trooper would succeed in running the gantlet and making his way through? He was resolute old frontiersman, skilled in Indian warfare and well aware that his best chance was in the dark, but speed as he might the broad light of day would be on him long before he could get half way through the range.
 The stage from the west would prob ably come along about sunset, but noth- ing could be hoped for sooner. No troops were nearer than the Colorado in that direction except the little signal 1 ,o..t nt thn Dinnnhn EO1nno,.nl Llox and