The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1894-06-29
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another, and then, all on a sudden,
Chester pitched heavily forward, and
even as the wagon came to a sudden
stand the gallant steed rolled over and
over, his rider underneath him.
When Lieutenant Drummond regain
ed his senses, he found himself unable to
believe them. Conscious at first only
of being terribly bruised and shaken, he
realized that he was being borne along
in some wheeled vehicle, moving with
slow and decorous pace over a soft yet
unbeaten and irregular trail. Con-
scious of fierce white light and heat
about him on every side, he was aware
of moist, cool, dark bandage over his
eyes that prevented him from seeing.
Striving to raise hand TO sweep the
binding cloth away, he met rebellion.
A sudden spasm of pain that made
him vince, the quick contraction of his
features, the low moan of distress, were
answered instantly by most surpris-
ing wall in a sweet girlish voice.
"Oh, Fanny, see how he suffers!
Can't something be done?"
soft, slender fingers were caressing the
close cropped hair aboat his temples.
A glow of delight and rejoicing thrilled
through his frame as he realized that
the main object of the fierce and deter
] mined pursuit was accomplished, that
I the precious freight was rescued from
the robber band, and that somehow he
himself was now prisoner.
Striving TO move his head, he found
it softly, warmly pillowed, but as he
attempted to turn it was held in place
| by two little hands, one on each side.
| Then as he found his voice and family
protested that he was all right and
wanted to look about him, another hand
quickly removed the bandage, and
Fanny Harvey's lovely face, pale and
| framed with much disheveled hair,
was bending anxiously over him, but
smile of hope, even Of JOY, was parting
the soft lips as she saw the light of re-
turning reason in his eyes. At this
same instant, too, the hands that sup
| ported his face were suddenly drawn
away, and his pillow became unstable.
One quick glance told him the situa-
ton. The seats OF the Concord had
been lifted out, blankets had been
spread within; he was lying at full
length, his aching head supported in
Ruth Harvey's lap. Fanny, her elder
sister, was seated facing him, but at
his side. No wonder Jim Drummond
could not quite believe his senses.
1t was Fanny who first recovered her
self poise. Throwing back the hanging
curtain at the side, she called aloud
"Mr. Wing, come to usl He's con-
scious.
And the next instant the slow motion
of the wagon ceased, the door was
wrenched open, and there in the glow
ing sunshine stood the tall sergean,
whom he last had seen when scouting
through Picacho pass.
"Bfavo, lieutenant! You're all right,
though you must be in some pain.
Can you stand little more? We're
close to the caves now-cool water and
cool shade not 500 yards ahead
How did you get here, sergeant?"
Drummond weakly questioned. "Where
are the others?"
Followed on your trail, sir, Private
Pike and l. Most of the men are gath
ering up prisoners and plumber. You've
made the grandest haul in all the his
tory of Arizona. l got up only just In
time to see the charge, and Pixies now
on his way back already with the good
news. We are taking you and the la
dies to the refuge in the rocks where
Morales and all his people have hid sc
long. Old Moreno, with lariat around
his neck, is showing the way"
"Got him, did you? I'm glad Of
that. There was another-a desertel
from my troop. Did you see anything
of him?"
II haven't heard yet, sir. One thing
certain, old Pasqual is with his hopeful
brother in another if not a better world
Twas he that killed poor Chester, tn
worst loss we've met. Not man i
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