People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1896-01-09

and Muncey's outfit and the Apaches
ran foul of each other, neither party
wanted to be burdened with boy,
but the Apaches were between him and
the old post. He's had only one place
to run for, and that was the canyon.
Muncey's outfit probably reached il
almost at the same time, and he had to
hide from both. By this time, it's my
belief, he's stolen out and made his way
back to the old post"
1t was nearly midnight when Cullen,
riding at brisk walk at the head o.
the column, pointed silently to the
huge black bulk of precipice overhang
ing the Sandy few yards ahead. Il
was SO dark that only by giving tn,
horse his head and an occasional prod
with the spurred heel the leader
could follow the winding trail. "Wers
within few rods of Sanchez's camp
muttered Kelly to the impatient boy,
THE canyon opens out Just below
here"
81 know" said Randall, briefly. I'm
wild to signal to Leon now. He know,
my call as well as bird knows 1t,
mates" ....
"Ah, but it isn't up here yen find
him, Masther Randall" said the old
man, striving to prepare the boy fol
disappointment. Even If they had
fetched him this far he'd be working
back now for the post, where Mrs. KellJ
and the girls will be main glad to SCI
him"
But no sooner had the leader Of the
little column passed the base OF the
cliff than Randall urged his horse for
ward to his fathers side. 81 can tell
it In the dark" said hei may 20
ahead?"
Cullen nodded, and the boy spurret
eagerly on. The Sandy roared and
rushed close by the trail as It turned tn,
point, then more placidly swept along
over some pebbly shadows, where tn,
heights on the western side fell away
and gave place to a deep and sheltered
nook. They had reached the spo
where the Sanchez party was campe(
when overwhelmed by the cloudburst
where the luckless Mexicans, that verl
morning, following blindly their ras
cally leaders, were corralled and mas
sacred without mercy. Their bodies
as we have seen, had been buried b.
Cranes party, but the stiffened car
cases of the mules still lay there, al
ready beginning to faint the snmme,
air. The major had expected RANDY
to turn into the cove, but the boz
pushed sturdily ahead
"How much further, Rardallr" b,
asked in a low tone.
1.-TWO hundred yards or so, father
There's pitahaya right opposite tn,
place"
Then for moment more the click
click of the ironshod hoofs along tn,
stony trail and the soft rush Of tn,
waters were the only sounds to breal
the silence of the night. Dark anC
shadowy, still in single file, the part,
rode unerringly on, Randall leading
The boys heart was bounding will
hope and eagerness. The grief whicl
had overcome him when told of Leon
probable fate had given place to higl
and spirited resolve to play a man
part in the effort to rescue him. Wha
boy with drop of soldier blood in hi
veins would not rejoice in being
'leader Of men" amid such surround
ings and on such quest? No troope
could see more than the dim outline O
his file leader, but Maj. Cullens eye
rci0iced in the alert, soldierly bearin
a! Us soa. They had almost passed tn
| g. 'y" T-:.l were once more entering tn
'a ,, shadow OF the cliff when Rar
i -@.ls Lorso SHED suddenly, stumble