Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1897-10-08

But the sergeant dared not take the
responsibility of disregarding his in
structicns, and was wiser than LAM
bert in the wiles of Indian warfare.
I'D 60 myself gladly, lieutenant" he
snid, "but orders are orders, and party
of four or five would be surrounded
and cut off and massacred before you
fairly realized that an Indian was near
you" Then Lambert had appealed to
the Texans, and the captain had re-
piled as above; and then, just when he
was giving up in despair, sergeant
and two men, dust-covered and with
horses in a lather of foam, rode furi-
ously in from the Waco trail.
Ills it true?" cried the sergeant, as h.
saw the unusual gathering at camp.
EOS riding like hell, warning folks the
Indians were to the north, and he said
they had jumped the stage this side of
Cliente. It's true? And you haven't
done anything? Mount every sound
man you've got, and give US fresh
horses"
"NIv orders were to take care" be-
gan his comrade.
Damn your orders! I bring later.
The old man didn't believe it, and had a
sure thing ahead of him, or he'd have
turned back with the hull outfit. Why,
man, that stage-or what's left of it.
amt thirty miles away, an you fellers
sitting here likeso many damn women:
And the trooper flung himself from the
saddle at the word, and then caught
sight of Lambert's forage-cap and eager
face.
"Get me horse, TOO, sergeant; III
go with you. I'm Lieut.. Lambert, I:
classmate of your second lieutenant"
you'll go in command, sir, and we're
with you-six of us, anyhow. I've heart!
Corporal Walton speak of you. sir,
often. How many of you fellers IL go?''
he demanded eagerly of the knot Of
Texans, while the few troopers hustled
about saddling spare horses and levy
ing on the list of invalid mounts, too
sore or too feeble for long chase, but
good enough for thirty-mile dasI,
when it was life or death at the end
of it. In an instant the whole atmos-
phere seemed changed charged with
ozone, electric force, magnetism
something-for the snap and spirit OF
the newcomer flashed from mnn to
man. Lambert. stranger and without
authority in the premises, could effect
nothing; Sergt. Dolan, a war veteran,
man they all knew, and clothed with
power as coming direct from that mill.
tary demi-god 1.-THE captain, "had adoze1,
men armed, equipped, in saddle and
ready for business, in ten minutes. SIX
were soldiers, six civilians who half
laughingly ranged their raw-boneu
Texas ponies in line with the mounting
troopers and Dolan sung out to Lam.
bert, who had raided his classmates
tent for extra boots and riding breech.
es: "We're ready, SIR
In the hot May sunshine, at high
noon, they went Looping northward over
flowers, the Colorado twisting and turn
ing like a silver serpent in its green bed
to their left. Five miles out, wretched
half-demented creature hailed them
from a clump of willows by a little
stream. you're too late, you fellers.
They amt anything left alive from
the Paloma to the Caliente, except Indi'
ans. The country's alive with them
Cood-by to your scalps if you venture
ever that ridge" And he pointed to
tie long, low line of bluffs that spanned
the horizon to the northwest. One man
stopped to question, but speedily came
galloping on in pursuit. Hes scared
out of his wits. He can't prove what he
says" was the brief report to Lambert
and the sergeant. now riding side by
side At the head of the little column.
Another hour. and, closer to the river,
they were following the meanderings
Of the stage road, and the ridge doomed
higher ahead. Two more settlers had
been passed; and they were exaggera-
tive beyond any semblance Of proba-
bility, The Indians numbered thou
sands, the dead hundreds. The stage
had been warned not to push on beyond
Paloma bluffs last night, but persisted
in an attempt to reach the Caliente. Col
Sweet and party had been butchered 10
. nan-victims of his own rash effort
10 aid the poor fellows At the station.