The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1895-02-02
The Sheriff Of SiSkyOu,
By BRET HARTE.
Copyright, 1894, by the Author.l
Concluded.

The relaxation of relief W mt through
the wrought and waiting camp. The
soldiers were not seek ng III IN. Re dy
as these desperate men had been t. do
their leaders bidding, they were we'll
aware that n uentary victory over
the troopers would not pass unpublished
and meant the ultimate spers ion Of
the camp, and c5liot MS Il SO iuloceLt
invaders seemed to rs t.,ey world no
douOt sell tloir lives dea t.. The en-
battlcd desperadoes glanced an3ioasly
at their leader. The soldiers, on the
contrary, looked straight before them.
Process or no process, said Major
Overstone, with a sneer, you've come
to the last place to recoveryour deserters
We don't give up men in Vineyards
Bar. And they didn't teach you at the
academy, sir, to stop to take prisoners
when you were outfianked and outnum-
bered"
'Bedad, they didn't teach you, Cap
tain Overstone, to engage battery at
Corro Gordo with a half company, but
you did it. More shame to you now,
sir, commandin the thaves and ruffians
you do"
"Silence" said the young officer
The sleeve of the sergeant who had
! spolzen-with the chevrons of long scrv-
ice upon Invent up to a salute and
dropped again over his carbine as he
stared stolidly before him. But his shot
had told. A flush Of mingled prido and
shame passed over Overstones face.
"Oh, it's you, Murphyr' he said,
with an affected laugh, land you
haven't improved in discipline with
your stripes "
The young officer turned his head
slightly.
Attention.
Zone moment more, said Overstone,
coming forward. 81 have told you that
we don't give up any man who seeks
| our protection. But" he added with a
half careless, half contemptuous wave
of his hand and a significant glance at his
followers, 1--WE don't prevent you from
seeking him. The road is clear. The
camp is before you
The young officer continued without
looking at him: "Forward-in two files
open order. Nazareth
The little troop moved forward, pass
ed Major Overstone at the head of the
gully and spr ad out on the hillside
The assembled camp, still armed, loung.
ing out Of ambush here and there, iron
ically made way for them to pass. A
few moments of this farcical quest and
q glance at the impenetrably wooded
heights around apparently satisfied the
young officer, and he turned his files
again into the gully. Major Overstone
was still lingering there.
II hope you are satisfied, " he said
grimly. He then paused and in q
changed and more hesitating voice add
cd, 81 am an older soldier than you,
sir, but l am always glad to make the
acquaintance of West Point" HI
paused and held out his hand.
West Point, still red and rigid
glanced at him with brighG, clear eye'
under light lashes and the pea; Of {
; smartly cooked cap, looked ooolly at thu
, proffered hand, raised his Own to a ,tif
salute, said, Good afternoon, sir" ant
rode away.
Major Overstone wheeled ngriiy bu
il doing so carie sharply upon his co
> adult or, the leader of IN am Ouehe,
parry.
, well, Dawson" he said impatient
, ly, WHO was it?'
"Cnly one Of them id half breet
Injin agents. Ee's just over there il
the brush with Simpson, lying low til
the soldiers cl AZ out
"Did you talk to him?"
mot muchW returned Dawson scorn
fully. "He amt my style.
t Fetch him up to my cabin. He ma
be of some use to us. Z"
Dawson looked skeptical. IT recko
he amt no more gain here than he wa
over there" he said and turned away.