Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1896-03-14
THE RENEGADE's REVENGE.
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per, turned quickly, dropped the ak ne
was welding in his brawny arm, and
with a spring gained the ready rifle near
his cabin door Wheeling with the red
mess of skilled soldier, his weapon
swept the scene around him simultani-
ously with the rapid glance of his fash
ing.s1ss.
Bueno form was visible in the opening
or the belt of timber beyond and his
dog. usually perceptible of redskin or
astranacn doxed drowsily on the door
etep.
lsSomething broke loose" muttered
Alnos With perplexed look, an it was
an sFro~, or I've mistook my calling
He gowered his rifle snd turned to sur
Rey the log cabin. His eyes frightened !;
Ne lips uttered a grim ejaculation OF
Intelligence, and his brows came TO-
aesher IN an ominous frown, as he took
! ssep forward and drew from the door
n east where the feathered shaft still
auivered from the force of the contact,
a long, sharp pointed arrow
The critical survey he bestowed on
che naissiie evidently conveyed ready
solution to his mind of its mysterious
arrival.
tpenegades," he muttered, "and white
hvered ones at that! Redskins don't
waste their ammunition, and the soiled
feathers show clumsy hand. thinkssl
\ zee the game, my friends he con
C.Sa,ed,. with a blinking glance at the
JaQ. 4: sand think you'll nd that il
Of a caution than scare. Me
Stt
a woHsan's form came to the door at
his word. He poised the arrow on his
finger and held II out for her inspection.
.aYou see thatf'' he asked.
ayes, Amos"
"That," and latent anger flashed IN
to the hunters eyes. ."means, ssssSet out
out, Amos DARRELL and the invites
signed, your disappointed 7friend anc
8xenegade, hbner Tyson"
al don't understand you, husband"
1T won't take long to explain, Twice
e week | carry the mail from the falls tC
Mendoto. The ma'l.coach brings th'
!. mail bag here, and ! run it down to tn,
settiement The task means $40
month and ride back throuh a fin,
hunting country. Who had the contrac
before me?"
"Tyson."
"Right you are-Tyson. What turned
him out? Stealing. When | come in
he swore 1t was all plot He threat,
ened me- sought him out and he was
meak as lamb He assaulted me una
wares. Since then I've been shot al
twice myHteriously. and Tyson received
-. -aeraing from my friends, that if he
tried lt agaip he would be taken out anG
strung up 10 the aearest hickory. We'll
and good. Tyson sGDsiGNs. He giva ur
white society in disgust aid Joins tht
redskins They'r at peace and want Il
stay at peace, unless he gets EN- drunk
To skeer me off, in revenge, he shoot
this arrer He reekons I'll think III,
Chippewas give me warning. But he
mistook himself | don't skeer, an
after = -----A hack this time Ill hun
him down, take him to the old Cnirpee
wa chief and arter Eve exposed him, In
going ro drive him, tarred and feathers
from the settlement"
Amos dismissed the subject from hi
esmind by tossing the arrow contemptu
ensly on the ground. He had turned Z
resume his rail-splitting when his son,
boy of fourteen. came hurridly arounc
The corner of the cabin. His face was
flushed, his manner excited, and the
empty trap he carried in his hand told
his father that some new cause for anxi-
"a, mad arisen.
"Well H ram. what Is it. < Another
beaver eaten his tail off and escaped"
"Worse than that, father
What is it,
The traps, every one Of them but this
Is gone"
Amos AK Went down with crash.
He never swore, but his invocation to
The slippery elm 10 "crush him to iind.
ers if he wasn't getting riIed," pre-
ceded hasty grasp Of the riHe. dead
run for the swamps at the back Of the
house, and an order to the boy 10 come
along.
"Worse and worse" he muitered as
he gained the muddy bank where he had
set sixteen baited traps the night before.
"Hiram, when our horse went. thought
he'd strayed; and when, two nights ago,
the traps were robbed, thought It was
Iniuns. owe the redskins an apology
aor believing them mean enough to act
As a white man has Wonder in the
swamp is the end of one of The traps,
and the traps have probably Joined them
eompany. Its some white. varmint
who plays Us the tricks, and peskv
meanness is the motive. Whoever did
this thing come in boat. and trailed
over the banks 10 the traps Have YOU
found any foot.tracks;'
AYES, father"
"White or redskin;"