The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1894-04-18
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a sudden and galloped back out of sight.
Il 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 a thing, not even
a Whit of dust"
Very well. 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 a
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 undergoneeMiss
Harvey, / mean?'
both are behaving like heroines,
Wing, and l think 1 am beginning to
see through this plot at last"
Never let mother know it-promise
me, sir-but when Harvey discharged
him-my uncle, I mean-he swore he'd
be reyenged on the old man, and twas
he''-.
1.-The double dyed villain! l know,
[ 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 DESERVING 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 a day Of reckoning for him if
ever G 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, I 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. I see it all-all.
Miss Harvey" he cries. looking up in
to the face Of the trembling girl, who
has fastened in at sound Of the excite
ment in his voice-''Miss Harvey,
think Of it; twas no Apache who shot
him, twas a worse savage-his W
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'll be no time for prayer if
aver we set eyes on him again. There'n
be no mercy"
You can't let your men kill him in
cold blood, lieutenant. l could not
shoot him."
mo; but, by the God of heaven, l
could!"
And now as Wing, exhausted, sinks
back to his couch his head is caught or
Fanny Harvey's arm and next is pill
lowed in her lap.
"Hush!'' she murmurs, bending down
over him as a mother might over sleep
ing child. Flush! you must not speak
again. 1 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, a light step
! comes to his side, a little. hand is laid OF