Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1897-01-19

nobody go along here a-horseback?"
And the corporal was evidently per-
picked as well as nearly breathless.
"By CAD, thought twas talxin' chances,
even for the two of US. Two of 'em rode
in an sassed cap right to his face an
were off before a man of us could draw
bead on 'cm."
"Who are they?"
Some of the very crowd Parmelee
nabbed last night. They must have cut
across at the ford. They've finished
him, reckon, for one of 'em was ridin'
bis horse"
In ten minutes Lambert was back at
camp, where all was hustle and SUP.
pressed excitement. Close was seated
ut his tent, smoking imperturbably, and
listening to the tremuTous words of q
tall, sallow civilian who was leaning
against the shoulder of n painting mule.
Mcbride, rifle in hand and equipped for
field service, was closely inspecting the
kit and cartridge boxes of squad of q
dozen men already formed.
Lieutenant" said Close, "I've got to
send you with detachment over to the
county Jail. How soon can you get
ready?"
Lambert felt a sudden odd, choky SEN
sation at the throat, and was conscious
that his knees were tremulous. It was
his first call, mind you, and it was sud-
den and vague. The symptoms made
him furious.
I'm ready now" he SAID, reaching for
his handsome sash and belt, and disap-
pearing an instant within his tent door.
"Ain't you got some ord-nery things
You don't want to wear such trappin' g
us them. I've got sash an belt an
sword here plenty good enough; and
you can have 'em for half what they
COST"
II prefer using these, captain" said
L ambert.
"Why, you may not get back in a
week." persisted Close. "There's no
tellin' where those fellows have run to.
You ought to have some suitable clothes
for this sort O. work-like NINE"
"I've got something different, but !
thought we were needed al once"
$50 you be, 'cordin' to what this gen.
tleman says. 1t looks like they must
have stirred up quite row; but you
needn't worry. There'll be no trouble
once they see the regulars, and if there
should be, you've got me an the hull
company to draw on" And Closes
face fairly frightened up for the min
ute. There's your squad ready
Parmlee'll tell you what lie wants done
Reck'lect, if there's any trouble you
draw on me-"
II shall need some money, I'm afraid
if we're gone any time. That's the first
thing I'll have to draw for"
Closes countenance fell. Ten dol
lars ought to be huff for you anywhere
here. could get along with fifty
cents" said he, slowly. Suddenly h
frightened up again
Just sit down an makeout them mile
age accounts G yours. Here, sergeant
you and this gentleman go on with the
squad. Take the county road. The
lieutenant'll overtake you. Sit right
down over there in Sergt- Burns tent
lieutenant; he's got all the blanks ant
things. Never made out mileage ac
. count? Here, I'll show you"
, And while Close slowly began mis- cal
culations, the squad under Sergt. Nc
Bride tramped cut upon the dusty ret
road, most of the men following a
though to see them around the bend
while Lambert, vaguely troubled, ant
} feeling, somehow, that he ought to b,
} with his detachment even though hi
superior officer called him back, stoot
looking anXiously after them.
II thought you had twenty or so lef
in your wallet, lieutenant" said Close
"Just look, will you? You needn't b
in any hurry. Mcbride knows just wha
to do. I'd change them clothes if wa
you"
Lambert had slipped his hand into hi
breastpocket, then began searching til
others. All in vain; the little, fla
pocketbook was gone; and now
, flashed across his mind that he mus
have whisked it out with his handke1
chief, which he carried, after the Yves
Point fashion of those days, in til
breast of his coat, just after he starte
on the run back to camp. Even as h
began to tell of his loss the men cam
{ springing down the bank and burstin
through the bushes in their haste t
reach their arms and equipments.
whats up now?" hailed Close, stil
slowly writing and never moving fror
his seat.
"Firing over near town, sir" Gale
a sergeant.
"That 500" asked the veteran, impe.
l turbably. Get 'em under arms, sci
geant. Guess you'd better catch u
r with Mcbride, lieutenant" said he t
Lambert, whose boyish face could nc
f but betray his excitement. Hold on
e second" he shouted, for Lambert ha
: dartcd at the word. wait, lieutenant!
Y shouted Burns, and, wondering, Lam
: bert looked back. Close was holdin
e out the pen to him.
: Sign these, first off, will you?" sal
!, he.
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