The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1897-01-14
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teeth.
"I've grip, my man, that won't
loosen till you are past doing further
mischief here,'' was the stern, relent-
less answer. Then. uplifting his voice,
Leale shouted for the corporal of the
guard, and at the instant the cry went
echoing over the posts of and 7. The
sentry still writhed in jmpotent rage.
Finding his struggles futile, he once
more dashed with his tongue.
Don't be too sure of that, captain.
There are some kinds of hold even
your grip can't loosen -
mo insolence. You go from here to
the guardhouse as it is. =
On the guardhouse, and you,
too, ragged the soldier, hurting down
the carbine. eff I'm to spend Christ
mas in limbo, I'm cursed if you shall
spend it making love to N.Y. And
here, with tigerlike bound, his free
hand brandishing glistening knife, he
lunged at the officers throat. A 1.-THE
form had come leaping like panther
up the path, and even before Helen cry
had died away Grow Knife had hurled
himself between the men and the shin
ing blade was buried out of sight.
There was moment of furious strug-
gle, and then the sentry lay, felled like
an OK in his tracks, and Leale's foot was
at his throat. The knife, blood stained,
had dropped in the snow The Indian,
his hand pressed to his side, was sway
ing slowly back as the sergeant of the
guard, with brace of men, came run
ming to the spot
"Take this man to the guardhouse, .
was the brief, stern order, as they lift
ed Graice, stunned and sodden, to his
feet. Then the captain turned to Grow
Knife. "Did that crazy brute strike
you? Are you hurt?" he asked, in deep
concern.
Captain said the Indian slowly.
IT believe I'm killed"
Leale sprang to support him. Other
men, running to the scene, linked their
hands and made chair and raised the
poor fellow from the ground. Garry
him gently to the hospital, lads. I'll be
with you in a moment" said Leale, and
then he turned to where, trembling,
terrified, Helen Daunton still stood as
though powerless to move.
"Helen-Mrs. Daunton! First let me
see you home. I ask no confidence, nc
explanation, but this is something il
which must help you. I have guessed
the truth, have I not? That man is YOU
brother?'
"My brother, Captain Leale? Coo
pity me, that man is my husband!'
For moment not another word wa
spoken. Leale had recoiled-staggere
AS though struck a mortal blow
Then, in hoarse whisper, so choked ant
broken seemed his voice:
"Your husband! Your husband, Hell
en-? Oh, my God! And had though
you free to be loved, as have learned
as you have taught me-to love you. ,
Captain Leale," she cried, lin pitt
say you do not believe that. Oh, hea,
me! Do not turn from me- she implor
ed, for in his misery he had averted hi
face. ''You shall not think me SO vile, ;
she went on desperately. ''Inever knew
until today that you had learned to
care for me. / thought all that had gort
with my youth-oh, SO long ago! 1only
asked of life place where 1 could b.
| useful and safe and where, by and by
perhaps 1 could forget. have seemed
to myself SO old and dull and sad, S,
| different from the women men love tina
never dreamed it my duty to say I wa
not free. Oh, thought you were N,
friend. Ny heart has been SO heavy ant
| SO numbed have thought it dead sine
| that Christmas eve four years ago. All
let me tell it to you, and you will under
stand. Four years ago this night my Lit
tie sick baby woke and walled will
pain. That man, my husband, was il
a drunken sleep on the floor. The baby
cry woke him. He swore dreadful oatl
at the little weak, white thing in m,
arms and struck it hard across tn
mouth. don't know what wild word
| said to my husband, but told him
would never see his face again. Then
caught my baby to my breast, and raj
and ran through the cold Christina
| BILIOUS, <1AA LILO StoAS "CAU Oue, 0AO UA
lights went out in the houses, and tn
little baby on my breast grew heavie
and heavier, and by and by it was dawn
and, oh, SO cruelty cold, and II open
ed the shawl and saw Here, over
come by the recollection, the poor woma,
covered her face in her hands and burs
into wild sobbing.
And then the captain. "Helen, Hell
en-, my poor, poor girl! Hush! I spok
like brute, but was hit hard. wa
your friend; am your friend. It i
late. You must go in. Take my cloak
you are shivering."
With that he turned and led her t,
the angle by the colonel's quarters, ant
there she looked up one instant into hi
sorrow stricken face s'Do not come far
Their with me, % she implored. "Yo1
have been SO good to me- and, bowin,
to her will, he let her go, and stood
following her swiftly retreating form
with his longing eyes, And then. sof
and sweet and clear, as though rising
above all surrounding Of crime or sin o.
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