The times., 1894-07-27
Do1pn ON hts knees he goes.

DotDn 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 were 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 whiff of DUST
Every we'll. Keep on 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
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-Mis
Harvey, mean?"
Both are behaving like heroines,
Wing, and l think l am beginning to
see through this plot at last"
"Never let mother know it-promise
me, sir-but when Harvey discharged
him-my uncle, l mean-he swore he'd
be revenged on the old man, and twas
he''-
1.-THE double dyed villain! / know,
l understand now, Wing; you needn't
tell me. He has been in the pay of the
Morales gang for months. He enlisted
so as to learn all the movements of
officers and scouting parties. He en-
listed under his benefactor's name.
He has forged that, too, in all proba-
bility, and then deserting it was he
who sought to carry away these pre-
cious girls. and he came within an ace
Of succeeding. BY the Eternal, but there
will be day of reckoning for him if
ever q 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 scoundrelism.
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 mel" exclaims Drum
mond, springing suddenly to his feet.
BY heaven, demand to know!' 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 now. / see it all--all.
Miss Harvey" no cries, looking up in
to the face Of the trembling girl, who
has hastened in at sound of the excite.
ment in his voice. Miss Harvey,
think Of it; twas no Apache who shot
him, twas a worso 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
Il promise you this, Wins," says
Drummond, through his clinching teeth,
that there'll be no time for prayer if
ever we set eyes on him again. There'll
be no mercy"
You can't let your men kill him in
cold blood, lieutenant. | could not
shoot him."
mo; but, by the God of heaven,
couldl'
And now as Wing, exhausted, sinks
back to his couch his head is caught OH
Fanny Harvey's arm and next is pill
lowed in her lap.
"Hush!' she murnurs, bending down
over him as a mother might over sleep
ing child. "Hush you must not speal;
again. 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 spell
bound for the moment, light step
comes to his side, little hand is laid on
the 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 we do if
both of you are down at once with
| fever?"
She is younger by over two years
than her brave sister. Tall though she
has grown, Ruth is but a child, and
now in all her excitement and anxiety.
worn out with the long strain, she be-
gins to cry. She strives to hide 1t,
strives TO control the weakness. and