Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1896-10-15

moving breast. I'VE have you, eh! i
want you t. know It'll Curse you, want
you to know that you are in my power
before you die! Here, boys, carry this
fellow to the spring. Bathe him and
restore him. l shall let him know he
crossed my path once tco oftenl''
The outlaws picked up the uncon-
scious man, and the whole gang would
have followed had not Bouton, now
savagely exultant after his late depres-
sion, shouted to them:
"Pursue! Those men must not escape
u5r'
Captain Brandon was carried to the
spring, aear which Alice Blanchard and
Nora Kyle were sitting, weary, pale and
downhearted Nora had heard Of the
gallant captain. but had never seen him
before She did not even know who he
was when he was placed on the ground
beside her, with the blood flowing from
a cut in his head and the scar from
brow to chin looking as If it had just
been made. 1t did not need a second
glance for Alice to know who it was.
With a cry Of agony she sprang to her
feet, and hurying over knelt beside
him and placed her ear to his broad
breast.
THANK God, he still lives Bring
water, Moral Help me, help me! This
is Captain Brandon-Captain Brandon,
our protector and friend!'
Nora ut the call hastened to Alice's
side, and one Of the men brought wa
ter from the spring. Alice loosened his
collar, poured water between his lips,
bathed the cash on his head, and even
satisfied herself that the wound was not
fatal by feeling the skull. In 20 minutes
the captain looked into her face, smiled
and whispered:
"You, Alicef"
eyes, I, my friend Oh, why has this
misfortune befallen you Of all menl
You, our guide and protectorl You, on
whom all depended for advice and di-
rectionp"
"Where am I?' he asked, rising on his
elbow and gazing about.
"You are prisoner, sobbed Alice.
"a prisoner?" he repeated, and no
stroked his forehead az if TO clear away
the mists still clouding his brain.
yes" she said, "you are prisoner
in Bouton's power. "
"And Howard and tho other men?"
he asked eagerly.
"They seem TO have eluded pursuit. -
"And Louis Kyle-where is Louis
Kyle?"
"Thcy say he escaped last night. "
"Escaped?"
yes, so | heard some Of the men
say. We have not seen him since we at
tempted to enter the pass.
"If he has escaped, he viii join my
little party, and under his leadership |
will not be missed. And yet we are too
weak to spare one man. Well, " he add
cd, with a sigh Of satisfaction, "haying
done our best we should be satisfied tot face
the consequences without murmur.
The captain sat up and looked in the
direction from which came tho slow
but regular discharge Of what he knew
to be n repeating rifle. White puifs Of
smoke marked the location Of a rifleman
in the cliffs that lowered above the ir-
regular depression III which the outlaws
had halted. There was great commo-
tion among the Indians and white men
who remained back with BOuton, and
every time "A puff Of silvery smoke rose
from the cliffs man fell, or wound
ed man ran out Of range. Bouton knew
in his heart who the dreaded rifieman
was, and he took good care to keep out
OF sight. A few minutes and two rifles
began to flash from the cliffs, and Black
Eagle hastencd TO BOuton's side and
said with an expression Of mingled an
ger and alarm:
"Kushat is up there with Henry Kyle
You told me that it was the other broth
er she loved. "
"She seems TO love tho family, "
sneered Bouton as he stepped behind a
rock to keep ont Of range.
Nora Kyle overheard the conversation
between Bouton and Black Eagle, and
watching the cliffs, from which the
puffs Of white smoke curlcd up, she saw
III bit Of vcrmilion coloring moving
along the giddy crest Of the rocks, and
she said to Alice:
"That is Kushat. "
"Ycs," said the captain, "and the
rifleman who is sending death into the
ranks Of the outlaws is your brother