The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1894-03-08

The order to halt ,oaS obeyed.
just now. You wait there quietly for
a minute or two until the sergeant
comes around with the patrol He'll
see to you.
And then, as though the whole thing
had been planned beforehand, out in
the darkness to the north Feeny's voice
was heard in low toned but sharp com
mand:
Patrol. halt! Close up there. Ken
nedy. Where are you, No. 81"
And SO, cool and confident as though
he had dozen troopers at his back,
Feeny came striding up to the spot.
What's the matter, sentry? Didn't
| hear You parleying here with some
body?"
1.-TWO strangers out there, sergeant,
say they're prospectors and been jump
ed by Apaches. "
Where away are they?' Then in a
low tone, Go you out beyond the cor
ral," he whispered to old Plu,nmer.
There's four of them out there. Chal-
lenge if they try to come in" Then
aloud again, ''Shure, don't see any
thing, sentry.
Right out ahead there, sergeant
Two men, mounted.
Come down, one of ye Dismount
and come, in here. Lave your gun be-
hind. Give your reins to your pal
there, was Feeny's next mandate.
There was a moment of hesitation,
faint sound of whispering as though
the self styled prospectors were in con-
sultation, and again Feeny spoke in a
tone more sharp and imperative:
Dismount, one, say. Come in
here, or III send bullet for your
cards. Quick now
Still another delay. The 'prospec-
fors" seemed anxious to edge off into
deeper darkness.
If ye're not off that horse's back in
10 seconds, be jabers, I'll fire. So be
lively And as his excitement rose
so did Feeuy's Irish.
Four, five seconds licked by, and still
there was no approach. Fiercely, with
sharp emphasis, the sergeant brought
his carbine to full cock. It's aiming
! am, said he as he quickly raised
the butt to his shoulder There was
a sudden scurry and scramble of horses
hoofs, low voiced words of warning
and muttered curse or two. Then
leaped a tongue of fire into the night,
and from the corral corner came sharp
report, followed by cry. gurgle. a
groan, then silence.
My God! they've shot the major!"
exclaimed Harvey as ne leaped away
in the direction Of the shot. At the
same moment away sped the two horse
men in front of the post. No use to
fire. They were shrouded in thick
darkness and out of harms way before
one could pull trigger. Then came two
flashes, two quick reports, then half a
dozen rapid, sputtering revolver shots,
then vengeful howl and rush out on
the plain. Feeny ran like "a deer on
the trail of Mr.. Harvey, and in less time
than it takes to tell it they came upon
the paymaster, sinking, shocked and
nerveless to the sandy soil. his hands
clasping ON his side
Pick him up, you and your man
there. Garry him into the ranch. I'll
bate back those blackguards yet, NUT
tered Feeny as he took quick snap
shot at SONS dim object fitting across
the plain and sent another into the dark
ness, aiming vaguely where he could
hear the thud of horses hoofs. For a
moment, running from point to point
after each discharge, he kept up rapid
fusillade, under cover of which the hap
less paymaster was born swiftly away
around the corner of the ranch and car
ried into the bar, where, wild with
anxiety, but faithful to his trust, Mr..
Dawes still guarded the SAFE Then
Harvey stepped through the narrow
doorway to the eastern room.
II have to borrow the lamp a mo-
ment. Fah," he whispered. Now, lie
still. We may have to stand siege
awhile until father can reach us.
Two minutes more, bending low and
with his last cartridge crammed into the
chamber of his carbine, Feeny turned to
make run for the ranch. just as he
came speeding in past the westward
wall the wooden shutter was hurled
open, and strange voice, loud, exult-
ant, strident burst upon his ear.
Come on, Pasqual! Gomez
But the rest was lost In the roar of
Feeny's ready weapon. The rude IA
csde OF adobe blased red one instant In
the dash Of the carbine. and the loud