The Washington times., 1894-10-14

able, are allowed to wear the blue. Reference
j. here made 10 that class that become sud-
denly i'll at such periods as they chance not
TO be on some pleasant Eastern duty. The
kind of beings who frequently send sub rosa
communications TO department headquarters.
and who bore their acquaintances in the
larger cities with rentals OF their thrilling eX-
periences on the plains. Thank God for their
small minority.
Clyde was not of this type; but the shot had
been heard and he was obliged to make known
his knowledge respecting it. This he did as
briefly and as directly as possible
Quite late at night Pleasant Valley was
reached. Here the Maricopa scouts that had
been several miles in advance OF the com
mand were found waiting and rather de-
jected: they had discovered no sign. The
ambitious, wel-meaning commandant was
more than little dsgusted ard feeling a
large sized vacancy in his own interior de-
partment he gave orders that permitted the
building of fires. With slap jacks" and hot
coffee a change came over the spirits OF the
troopers and they decided that the name of
the valley was an appropriate one for that
nights biyouac.
The following morning the Indian scouts
were sent out in different directions in hopes
that a rancheria might be located or at the
least a recent Apache trail discovered; the
command was to remain inactive until their
desired and which previously had not been
presented. He shouldered his rifle, the
weapon carried by all officers intho field, and
stroIed carelessly along the bank of the
Acequia that wound its way so peacefully and
so innocently that one would scarcely believe
its waters on more than one occasion had
been red with the blood of bold Argonauts
and brave soldiers
Satisfying himself that he was beyond sight
of his comrades. Clyde seated himself on a
tuft of bunch grass and proceeded to examine
the trinkets he had come upon the day before
The ring was large bloodstone in the shape
of a shield. and the band was made after the
fashion of chain armor. gold and silver alter
mating. In the stone was cut hand. with the
forehnger pointing downward. Around the
edge. in Greek, were the words: Il remember;
you forget" On the inside. woven in mon
ogram, were the capitals l. and II. 1t looked
antique and it was an odd device. but intrin-
sically its value was slight. He replaced this
in his pocket and turned his attention to the
chain and locket. The former was one Of
those broad. oval. "snaky'' gold circlets worn
by the fashionable women of thirty years ago.
The locket was quite large and octagonal in
shape. Its face showed q castle in mosaic,
with rocks and a little stream in the fore
ground; its three pendants were composed
of diamonds and turquoise. Tie back was
formed by gold case, upon which was the
word Roma. Opening this Clyde looked upon
the face of beautiful young woman painted
on porcelain, evidently a portrait. After a
long and critical study of the features Clyde
came to the conclusion that but one thing
was lacking, otherwise the face and head
we're perfect-his ideal in fact. There was
nothing speaking. nothing lifelike. The col
oring was superb and natural and the ex-
preston was faultless. At the same time
there was something that left the face soul
less and artificial. 1T is like a Parian bust
that has been touched up with the brush.
"There is no soul in it; the artist has just
missed it, mused Clyde. as he continued to
gaze upon 1t. There was an aigrette OF dia-
mond dust peeping from the coil of raven
black hair and little sparkling chain en-
circling the proud. beautifully arched throat
On the whole, it was rare and costly jewel
to be found beneath the soiled hunting shirt
of dead Arizona wanderer. 1t reminded
Clyde of a somewhat similar trinket he had
seen years before. which had been blessed by
Plus y. Perchance this had been. There
could be little doubt that the poor fellow who
wore it had blessed that glorious face many
and many time.
One year later by rare stroke of fortu ne
Clyde was ordered to New York on special
duty. The ring which he had never worn
while in the land of the cholla and mesquit
now graced his finger His face was bronzed
and little patches of silver peeped out here
and there from his black curly hair-the re-
suit of the climate and the water of the ter
ritory where he had won his rowels in the
rough, rather inglorious fashion of that
period. He was Fastening to q restaurant
to dine, and VIC find him there moment