New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-02-07

it sheets and clouds OF sand thai stined the breath.
blinded the eyes and burnt into the skin Ike lv.'
themselves and the ponies behind the stuntcd tim
bers undc- the 1uiting rock lodges on the banks
paratively safe, but what of poor dickson and "Old
Kaintuck'? The wind was driving directly in line
Of the route taken by the two scouts, and the
hunters well knew what small chance they stood
against its fury the open prairie. But the qucs-
TO BE- thought Of: all they could do just TO SIT
and wait. that drearest Of alternatives Though its
fury spent in few hours, the wind kept up
an day. bringing viii and gusts of white dust that
followed IN the track of the sand cloud
As night CamC down, however, the wind luled
and the moon rose. great white moon that illU-
minated the plains and showed the trees upon the
foothills in the distance. Not long thereafter there
was sound Of horses feet in the distance; present
dickson, more dead than alive. fell from his stag
gerng pony. 1t was some time before anything
escape or of 'tld Kaiaucls probable fate 1t aJ-
pears that IlicksCn and his pony had been driven
in check against the drifting sand But poor Kahn
tuck had not Jared so well The last dickson had
ana both were being driven on by the relentless
power Of the sand cloud. What remnants Of
passed he had exhausted In "A fruitless search for
his companion, and had at last returned to camp In
or course. q relief party Organized at once
70 go out and make a strenuous effort at least to
find "Old kaintuck." In the hurry and hustle of
preparation. one of the men called ous that Cita.
ut must have been Cita that aalloped by me Ike
mad as was trying to find my way back to camp
just after dusk" said dickson hearing the alarm.
81 fanciod there was something familiar I'm the
pony's whnny az she passed. though she flew by
like a wild thing
Gone 10 look for her master" said Of tho
mon. Then let us after her as fast as possible"
So still was 1t after the storm and bright the
moonlight that an old hunter In the crowd was able
TO DISTINGUISH an now ana heI hCrses track in the
that they Ind struck Cita's trail
IL was far into the night. however. and the men
had ridden long Journey before they heard family
In the distance a ponys whnny. Guiding them
selves thereby and putting spurs 10 their own faded
nags. they came at length upon eta.
Stopped short at the big drift OF sand piled high
like dyke and left at last by the spent wind the
brave little mare was reared up on her hind legs
digging away with front feet and muZzle into tho
embankment. Taking their cue from her. the men
set to work with might and main. and I'm less than
an hours time came upon * aintuck" and the
horse he had been riding both buried in the drift
By ore Of those singular inte-ventions of provi-
dence the horse had fallen across "Kaintuck's''
body in such way as 10 protect him from the
drift OF the sand. and while the pony was dead OF
sufocation the old showed faint signs of life.
and soon revived on being relieved.
Cltas JOY Al her masters restoration knew no
bounds. and the great rough old fellow put his
arms around his little mares neck and wept
II Is pretty good sort Of horse serse.' isn't It,
that knows how 10 save a mans life against such
odds?