The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1894-02-07

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Do,cn On, his Knees he goes.
a sudden and galloped back out of sight.
1t looks to me as though they were at
tackled"
How far away wero they? How
many miles down the desert?''
"Oh, at least six or eight miles down,
sir; down beyond where you met them
yesterday"
How about our trail? Anybody in
sight there?''
Nobody, sir, not thing, not even
a Whit of dust.
Very well. Keep OH the alert It's
good to know that all the Apaches are
not around us yet. Neither bullet nor
arrow can get down here SO long as we
man the rocks above. I'll be out in Il
moment.
Then once more he kneels by Wing.
Lieutenant, did you ever see a girl
behave with greater bravery? Do you
know what she has undergone-NIiss
Harvey, mean:"
Both are behaving like heroincs,
Wing. and l think am beginning to
see through this plot ut last
Never let mother know it-promise
me. sir-but when Harvey discharged
him-my uncle 1 mcan-hc swore he'd
be rcvenged on the old man. and twas
he''--
The double dyed villain! know,
understand now, Wing; you needn't
tell me. He has been i'll the pay of the
Morales gang for months. He enlisted
SO us to learn all the movements of
officers and scouting parties. He en-
listed under his bcnefactors name.
He has forged that. too. in all preba-
bIllty, ana then deserving it was he
who sought TO carry away these pre-
clouS girls and he came within an ace
of succeeding BY the Eternal, but there
will be day of reckoning for him if
ever & troop runs foul of him again!
No wonder YOU couldn't sleep, poor fell
low. for thinking OF that mother. This
caps the climax of his scoundrclism.
Where-when did you see him last?
Since he enlisted:"
But now Wings face is again avert
ed. He Is covering it with his arms.
Wing, answer me- cxclaims Drum
mond, springng suddenly to his feet
BY heaven. demand TO known' Then
down on his knees he goes again, seiz-
ing and striving TO pull away the near
est arm. "You need not try, you can
not conceal it HOW. | see it all-all.
Miss Harvey, he cries. looking up i'll
to the face of the trembling girl, who
has hastencd III ut sound of the excite
ment in his voice" Miss Harvey,
think of it: twas no Apache who shot
him, twas worse savage-his own
uncle. ="
Promise me mother Shall not
know, pleads poor Wing, striving to
rise upon his elbow. striving to restrain
the lieutenant, who again has started
to his feet. Promise me, Miss Fan
ny: You know how she loved him. how
she plead with you.
II promise you this, Wing" says
Drummond, through his clinching teeth,
that there III be 10 timo for prayer if
| ever wo set eyes on him again. There'll
| be no mercy"
You cant let your men kill him in
| cold blood, lieutenant | could not
shoot him. -
NO; but, by the God of heaven
couldr"
And now as Wing, exhausted, sinks
| back to his couch his head is caught on
Fanny Harvey's arm and next is pill
lowed in her lap
'Hush" she murmurs, bending down
over him as mother might over sleep
ing child. "Hush you must not speak
| again. l know how her heart is bound
up in you, and I'm to play mother to
you now"
And as Drummond, tingling all over
with wrath and excitement, stands spoil
bound for the moment, light step
comes to his side, little hand is laid on
tho bandaged arm, and Ruth Harvey's
pretty face, two big tears trickling
down her checks, is looking up in his.
~You, too, will be i'll, Mr.. Drum
mond. Oh, why can't you go and lie
| down and rest? What will wo do if
both of you are down Mt once with
| fcvcr:'
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