Valentine Democrat. (Valentine, Neb.) 1900-1930, 1900-08-02
CHAPTER XVIII.

Captain Brabazon was quite correct;
about fifty natives in full war dress,
probably on their way to join an impi,
seemed to have sprung from the earth,
and cut off the irreguiars and the two
Brabazons from the rest of their party,
who were now just disappearing over the
crest Of u hill.
Yelling like demons their war cry,
"Usuti. Usutin' they closed round the
little band, armed with a formidable ar
ray of guns and assegais. There was
nothing for it but to charge them, which
they did at full gallop, discharging their
revolvers with telling effect. The dust,
the smoke, the firing and the shouting
lasted about three minutes; and the say
ages had melted away among the high
grass and rocks; four of their number
lay on the ground, trooper also, on his
face, dead; Miles BrabaZOn had an ugly
cut in his forearm, and that was all.
Come on, Teddy" he shouted, impera-
lively I'VE deserved this; that poor fel-
low is Dead" looking at the trooper; we
can't do him any good, and there is no
use in lettering" So saying, he put spurs
TO his horse and galloped after the 9TH
ers, who were now endeavOring TO over
take their party. They had now gone
above a quarter of mile, when, turning
to Teddy to make some remark, he was
struck, even in the deepening twilight,
by the drawn and agonized expression of
his face.
What is it?'' he exclaimed, refining up
in alarm.
Pm hit" faltered his cousin, now reel
ing in his saddle, and falling forward on
his horses neck Il can't go any fur
Their; you must leave me here. 90 on.
Go on, l tell YOU
Miles and a trooper carried him care
fully into the shelter of a big boW!der,
away from the track.
"You 90 on, Miles," were the first words
he faltered. I'm hit here" pointing to
his chest, land it's all over with me. Go
I desire you, never mind me-go, i'm
plore you
The irregular horse, all but two, had al
ready vanished. considering that it was
best to live and fight another day, not
unnaturally believing that now behind
every bowlder or rock lurked score Of
natives and to the two who still remained
Miles said:
NdllOp InIO camp LdlN ctS SON ~N'-
lay legs to the ground, and send out an
ambulance and a doctor. Go, there's no
time to lose! I'll stay here!"
mo, no." interrupted his cousin, feebly;
''you shall not. You would be mad-it
means death"
Nonsense, Teddyr' returned Miles, res
oluteIy; ''for what do you take ME? Is
it likely that l should leave you? There's
no fear; we shall be all right" quoting
unconsciously Teddy's saying. The two
troopers needed no second bidding, but,
mounting at once, and setting spurs to
their horses, were soon out of sight. So
was the Murderer, Miles horse, who, un-
picketed and loose, followed them with
streaming reins and a delicious sense Of
freedom; and then the last little speck Of
dust disappeared over the hill, and Miles
and Teddy were left alone, with the gray
mists of evening creeping gradually
around them. The former removed Kit
tvs peaked saddle, and made it a pillow
for her dying master; he put his own coat
over him, after vainly endeavOring TO
stanch his wound-it was bullet in the
chest, and bled internally.
(To be continued)