The Advocate and news., 1899-01-18

grO0n, and then, at safe distance, his
assassins turned and jeered their help
less pursuerG How the veterans Of d
troop clustered about their old time
captains lifeless form that night, and,
weary though they were after 40 hours
Of sleepless chase and scout and battle,
implored the major to let them start at
once upon the outlaws trail.
The same tactics that had halted
Cramer's men and murdered Lawrence
had been played on the escort from San
Saba. Kidding the ambulance at the
first volley, yet in the dim moonlight
missing the lieutenant commanding,
who happened to be riding at the mo-
ment on the flank Of his column instead
Of at the head, the sudden volley felled
a sergeant, but left the subaltern full
Of fight, and he rallied his temporarily
stampeded troopers not 400 yards away
and charged back on the Fridays with
a splendid dash that drove them heller
skelter TO the rocks Then, dismount.
ing, he had stood them OFF superbly un.
I'll rescue came
Not for another 48 hours could old
Pennywise be induced to go on to
Worth. Though there was reinsurance
in the fact that the Fridays were scat.
tered over far western Texas by that
time (some never stopping, as it turned
out, until safe from pursuit beyond the
BravO), the veteran money changers
nerve was sorely shaken. He had not
half the pluck Of his punctured clerk,
who, though shot by Henry rife bull
let through the left arm and across the
breast outside the ribs, declared himself
tlt to take even hot and feverish drive
and 60 with the paymaster. Fuller and
his Tanohmen stuck manfully to that
much desired safe and announced their
intention Of protecting the paymaster
at all hazards. The wounds of Cramer
and Barclay had been most skillfully
treated by the young doctor before Col.
labone reached them. Thanks to the
perfect habits and vigorous constitution
Of the latter, there was nothing to pre-.
vent his transportation by easy stages
back to Worth at the end Of the week,
aud thither he seemed strangely eager
to so. Thither they had borne the re-
mains Of poor Lawrence, and there with
all military honOrs had they buried all
that was mortal Of the loved yet luck.
less comrade. There, her own heart sore
ly wrung, Mrs. Blythe was doing her
utmost to comfort weeping Ada, whose
burly little brother was fortunately too
young to feel the desolation of their pO-
sition. But, fat on his back, Barclay
had penciled to the loving hearted
woman a little note that bore her
world Of comfort, despite the suffering
imposed by mandate to reveal its con-
tents to no one but her husband; for
when woman has news--good news,
great news--to tell, husband falls far
short of the demands of the situation.
Barclays wound had been dangerous
at the time, mainly because the bullet
had grazed an artery below the knee
and brought ON profuse bleeding that,
unnoticed in the excitement Of che rum.
ming iighG sapped him Of his strength
and left him swOoning, but Collabone
and his assistant declared it healing
perfectly and that not even a limp
would remain to betray it. One week
from the day Of the spirited skirmish
in which he had played so prominent
and gallant a part Sir Galahad was
lifted into the ambulance and started
for Worth at the very moment the gen.
eral commanding the department. was
forwarding to Washington his report Of
the affair, urgently recommending the
bestowal Of brevet upon the new cap
tain Of d troop and pension upon the
children Of his whole sOuled, hapless
predecessor; but, coupling his recon-
mendations with Ill considered yet nat
Nyal reference 70 tho injuRtisO with