The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-04-29

ing all this fuss about? Begab an be-
COB there's bin ten good men taken
a walk IN the year, an we let 'em go,
an now We're after a half built man.
a nddler, whin the blankets is hungry
for US! Let him go"
SO say ]" said the sergeant sItllen-
~. Prepare to mount Mount Right
by twos, march! No talking"
They left the post, and silently
trotted down the road to the creek.
There they advanced by files. and
crossed to the island. One by one they
disappeared IN the shadows of the
scrub oaks.
Katy, Katy" said the deserter. ST
am free, yet not free. Until you come
70 me my neart must still be in the
post with you"
He had eaten, had been in the thicket
and changed his clothes. had received
his last instructions from the girl on
the road he should go, and now they
were standing again in the moonlight,
and his arms were round her.
They stayed a little while yet, and
from across the creek came the hoarse
voices Of the sentries on post-aHaIf-
past 10 and all's WELT"
Now, Noel, now, You must have a
good start. They won't go after YOU
until morning, AMI by that time you
should have bought a horse and be
wei on the way TO the railroad. Good
by, dear, goodby! What Listen! What
was that?"
They separated suddenly, and stood,
lips apart, listening. Down the island
was crushing of leaves and crashing
of branches and the snort of a-horse
The deSerter'a face bIaDched and he
threw his arms fup desplsrfngIy.
a iTff9dVf'' . cried ssrTN6arr l7ouo
suspected il alreadyr'
The girls face. too, was white. but
She did not despair.
Quick" she Whispered. make for
the canyon-the mountain! Quick! They
Will only search the island! Quick!
Quick! F'lyl o, Noel, 1yP'
He hesitated. He was bewiIdered.
But where" he cried, where is my.
violin?'
She took.it from the rock and gave it
him, impatiently.
Fly she said. 'oh, quick, quick,
1uickI'
The trampling of the horses was now.
distinctly heard, and the command OF
Sergeant Holmes, ITO ten yards close
distancer the girl pushed her loyer
from her, and at last he went. She
turned and ran back to the creek. She
6ank down with a CRY of despair From
the upper end Of the island came the
noise of more horses, of another COM
mand in another voice. that of Adiu-
tant Wynn.
She listened breathlessly, and soon
she heard the sharp challenge: ''Who
goes there? Halt, or you'll be fired
on, Faval?"
There was a pause. and momentary
scuffie, and a petulant, boyish cry of
rage. Then came the officers quiet,
searching voice:
Got him? An, l fancy he must be
cold lying out here. Take him to the
guard house, sergeant where he can get
warm"
The girl. white ard trembling, slipped
silently across the stepping stones.
You fool said Sergeant Holmes to
bis prisoner. you should have been
miles away. What made you hang
aroun here? Do you suppose I wished
to catch yOu2"
The unhappy musician looked up at
the grim sergeant's Scared and Ugly
face Wrathfully.
You are further away from ner than
ever now" he said.
Mrs Malone's moods were at most
times uncertain, but for weeks she had
been without even temporary elapse
into aniability, unless. indeed, towards
the mOrose and taciturn Sergeant
Holmes. Katy Malone, her daughter,
and First Sergeant Malone. her hue-
band, found it more comfortable 20 be
out Of tie house as much as possible.
1t was a north after the capture of
Noel Favai when Mrs Malone found
herself alone with Holmes. That hap
pence frequently. The sergeant's visits
to Kdty's hOme were the gossip Of the
pest, fOr Holmes was not popular.
Every one knew that his face was hon
orably SCARED by an Indian knife but
chiefly because CT MS gloom, his unso-
and the sudden storms of pas
sion which convulSed him when crossed.
Fifteen years IN the service, he had
never made friend. and. the men
said. had saved the greater part Of his
pay. They added that mis- savings were
tee sole reason he was welcomed in the
house OF Mother Malone.
ssShe's the divil OF da ter, sargeant,
so she is" said Mrs. Malone in tears,
IAN ongrateful child, SO she is. LUX
what I've done fur her-scraped an
saved. an saved an scraped an STINT
her at last to the convent TO be eddi-
Gated an made a lady. It's yerself,
sergeant, knows thas same, sure an
grateful is Michael Malone an meself
fur the help you gare. We're not on