Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-12-05

chances are it'll be filled tomorrow
when the column gets back. Remember
the orders about fire. "
"No mans like to forget that, lieu
tenant, with the powder stored there on
the second floor.
81 know" answered Will gravely.
"How much powder is there there?"
"Only dozen cartridges for the
reyeille gun, sir, but that's enough to
blow the place into flinders.
"There's no one in the light prison
room on that foor?"
"No one, sir. That floor is empty.
There's no fire up there at all"
Presently the tramp, tramp OF mar
tial feet was heard on the crunchlng
snow, and officer and sergeant botn
stepped forth to receive the relief OF
sentries Just taken off post. One of them
was Crow Knife. He gravely saluted as
he passed his officer and placed his car
bine in the arm rack, then went out on
the east side of the little building and
stood there, silent, listening for sounds
from the distant east.
"May I have the lieutenant's permits
sior to 20 out ON the bluff awhile?' he
asked, as Farrar came by him. II can
hear the call of the corporal if we are
wanted for anything, and I am very anx-
ious." And Will, who at first would
have said no, saw the anxiety in the
Indians face and consented.
"Crow is strangely superstitious, "said
the sergeant, after moments silence.
"He has been like that ever since he
came on gua-i. He says the ghost dogs
were bowling the death song last night
and that somebody's to get his death
blow tonight. We can't laugh him out
Of it"
Will turned away and watched the
rapidly retreating form, growing dim
mer every second. 81 suppose he breads
trouble for his people, and this row
makes him nervous" said he. "I'm 60
Ing the rounds now, sergeant, and will
leave you here in charge" "
"It is just 1890 now, sir. Shall we
call OFF,"
"Aye, aye, let it go" was the answer
as the young fellow stalked away in the
direction Of the stables. 1t was his pur-
pose to take the sentry posts in Inverse
order, so as to visit first those on the
eastern flank.
Without break the watch cry went
from man to man, No. shouting a
eruff, stentorian, "All's well" that
again directed the attention of the off.
Ger of the guard to his probable condi-
tion. The last sentry had called off and
No. had given, loud and prolonged,
the final assurance that oil along the
chain was peace and security before Will
reached the bottom of the slope and be-
gan his examination Of the stables and
corrals. TIE last thing he saw as he
cast backward glance northward along
the snowy slope that terminated the
plateau on it's eastern side was the soil
tary figure of Crow Knife, standing
mute, motionless and attentive, just al
the upper end Of the post of sentry on
No. 6.
He was delayed unexpectedly among
the stables, for one of the orderlies, in
the absence of his troop and officers, had
gone visiting among his associates in
the adjoining building, and one or two
spare horses were loose and roaming
about the gangway. The next thing he
heard of his sentries there were excited
shouts for the corporal of the guard,
and, fastening out into the night to as
certain the cause. he nearly collideo
with little Meinecke. the trumpeter.
Lieutenant, cried the boy breath
lessly, "Crow Knife's killed, sir. Stab
bed to death!'
"My God!" moaned Will, as he has
tened up the slope. "There's curse OIL
Christmastide at old Fort Frayne. "
When 10, 30 minutes had passed
away and Helen Daunton failed to re-
turn, Mrs. Farrar had become anxious
and ill at ease. Leale, too, had beer
listening eagerly for her step on the
porch without, and, unable to contro
his longing to see and speak with her
despite her palpable efforts to avoic
him, he had early taken his leave ant
gone forth in search. Ellis, slipping
from the parlor into the dining room
had thence managed to 60 to her OWL
little chamber ior moment or two tt
herself. Whatever doubt remained as tt
the justice of her suspicious up to dinner
time that ever, ng, it was banished now
and her heart was hard against Ormsby
ttat he should have so braved and de
ceived her. Looking out from her win
dow she could see much Of the walk IL
front Of Officers row, but not sign O.
Helen Daunton. The clouds had thick
ened, the moonlight had grown dimme'
all of sudden. Once more the snow
was sitting down. She could not dream
where Helen had gone.
1t was desperate woman who stole
silently out of the little army home
and intercepted Lieutenant Farrar a
the gate In few words she made know
her errand and asked for the note Mr.
Orrusby had placed III his hand, ant
Will for the first time remembered it
He had slowed it in the pocket Of th'
overcoat he was wearing as ne returned
with Ormsby from the colonel's and wa!