Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1895-01-17

with the moonbcams glinting on his
rifle, he too was listening, as though
his attention had been attracted by
some sound on tho up stream side OF
the camp.
"What vast, Lucas?n asked the off,
Ger Of the day, coming up out Of the
hollow where the wounded were ly-
Ing.
~ don't know, sir The noise of yon-
der awhile ago was coyotes, but this
cry came from up the bank"
$50 thought. II sounded like q
challenging sentry. Who are out
thcrc?'
Corporal Rafferty,, sir, and two Of B
company. l couldn't see anything, yet
about ten minutes ago six or eight of
them mules were prickIng up thcircars
and looking out across that stretch Of
prairie yonder like us though they'd
seen or smclt something"
The captain waited no longer. Turn
ing away from the sentry he walked
rapidly out upon the bench which over
looked the river bottom. Up here the
moon illumincd his way, while under
meath the low crest there were fallen
cottonwoods and more or less jungle
and tangle to trip over. A camp sem
try, well hidden under the bank,
waited until his senior was close ut
hand, then challenged in mulilel tone.
"IIave you heard anything unusual
Of yonder?" asked the officer Of the day
az soon as he had been formally i'd
vanced and recognized,
There's voices out there, sir and
horses. Rafferty's party has got EN-,
whoever 1t Is"
Presently two horsemen, plotted by
a soldier afoot, came slowly through |
the timber towards them.
Don't challenge" said Capt. Fenton.
"I'll hail What have you there, cor
poral2' he sharply asked, when the
party had come within dozen yards.
THAT you, cap?' queried voice
with the western twang in 1t. Good
Lord, but I'm glad to git ycre We've
ridden scventy-ilve likely miles since
md amt had drink for
twenty-four hours. Say any Of our
other fellows ycrc? We're the posse
sent out from Butte"
"0h thought you'd given up and
gone homc,' said Fenton shortly, dis
appointed somehow that it was not u
courier.
"Well, we did start, till we got word
u Lieut., Thornton's striking the trail,
then we turned round and followed
him. Luckily, the Sioux headed us
,if."
why mckily'"
Good Lordl amt you heard2 The
lieutenant and his men were corralled
,p at Slaughter cove. don't reckon
here's hide nor hair Of any OF EN- left
BY this time, 'cept what the Indians
nave got on their scalp belts"
slaughter cove, mani why that's not
more than thirty miles north Of u.s.
through the gap"
That's oil true, perhaps, but we
lad 10 ride around whole county to
work our way out. The Sioux have
rot the swag by this time, robbers,
roopers, and all"
CHATTER
A proud boy was Perry Thornton the !
light the details Of the robbery reached
hem. Finding no paymaster OF
Yinow Springs on Friday noon, and '
Harmed by reports Of Indian outrages I
own the Mini Ska, Tintop, as has been {
cen, decided to push on for Painted
Jodgc cs soon as men and horses had {
njoyed IN hour Of nooning; and so by
unset Of the long June day the caval-
y had put some forty-threc miles to !
heir credit and gone into camp once !
1ore, close to the stream, IND not more :
han ton miles from the bridge over
which was carried the broad and once J
vel. beaten trail from pawnee to the