The Princeton union., 1900-11-01

49, - - seIAAu oloulu IcdCu you Dy SAT-
.urday week. The general seems thor
8oughly alive to the situation, and we,
too, are hoping for orders to move out
and help you give that internal old
scoundrel the thrashing he deserves.
All has been quiet hereabouts since
that one party made it's dash on Hal
Folsom's' ranch. OF course you know
the story of Lizette, and of course Red
Cloud must have known that Burning
Star was head devil in that enterprise,
though Chaska was the victim. I
take much comfort in the fact that it
was ! who sent young Dean and his
troop round by way of the Laramie,
Folsom and his people would have
been murdered to man if I hadn't.
and yet hear that absurd old ass at
Emory put Dean in arrest for not
coming directly home. Pecksniff
should have been retired ten years
ago-for imbecility.
I'VE had a tremendous storm in
the mountains to the south two days
ago and courier has just galloped
out from Emory, inquiring for news
Of Dean. 1t seems he was sent with a
big sum of currency for your quarter
master, and ordered to slip through
by way of Sweetwater, as Red Cloud
was known to be covering the direct
road. Somehow it leaked out before
he started, and a gang of desperadoes
gathered to jump him at Canyon
ho c%c
two of their dead and a dozen horses
were rolled out on the flats. Dean
must have got through all right, for
Bat saw their trail fifteen miles above
US. Of course, he'll have to make
night marches; but, unless Red Cloud
gets wind of his coming and corrals
him, he should reach you almost as
soon as this. Michel, the bearer, has
your dispatches and orders. Retained
copies are here. Good luck, old man,
and nay we neet within the fort
night ard wind up Red Cloud once and
for all time"
This was all, but more than enough.
Riding night and day in wide detour,
Michel had made his way to the late
ly beleaguered spot, and what he
brought was Joyous news, indeed.
Within the coming week the post
would have no more to fear. Within
day or two the contractors, then,
would have their money, and that
would tap the suffers stores and joy
would reign supreme. Enviously the
soldiers eyed the artisans. Not for
weeks could their paymaster be looked
for, while the funds for the civilians
might reach them on the morrow,
provided Red Cloud did not interfere.
He couldn't and wouldn't, said the
because he and his braves
were all off to the southeast, hunting
buffalo. He could and might, said
Michel that night at ten o'clock, aft
er taps had sent the garrison to bed,
for by the time he left Frayne there
were other riders up from Gate City,
and all the garrison had learned that
Lieut.. Dean was taking something like
fifty thousand dollars in greenbacks
up to the Gap, with only ten men to
guard it, and Maj. Burleigh was wild
with anxiety lest he shouldn't get
through, and had been nearly crazy
since he heard of Deans narrow es-
cape at Canyon Springs. The officer
Of the day who heard this story told
it, with the teller, to the post COM
and that veteran sat up
late and cross-questioned long. Mi
chefs English might be broken, but
not his statement. The last arrival
at Frayne before he left was one of
Maj Burleigh's own men from Gate
City. He said the general and his
staff were expected at Emory the
next day. Investigating matters, for
old Stevens had got stampeded be-
cause his sergeant major was assault
ed and old Folsom knocked out and
drunken captain by the name of New
hall had been making trouble and it
had all told on Maj Burleigh, who had
taken to his bed with nervous prostra-
ton
So, while the garrison went to rest
happy, the commanding officer walked
long, and finally slept soundly and
might have slept Late, but that just at
dawn, full half an hour before the time
for reveille, there came sharp knock
ing at the door of his log hut, and the
voice of the officer of the
lay:
Colonel, colonel, I say! There's
sharp firing out here in the hills to
the south!"
The peaks to the west were just ting
ing with purple and red, reflected from
the eastward sky, and faint light was
to steal down into the deep
'alley in which the cantonment lay
sleeping, when the veteran commander
came hurrying out, half dressed, and
Ned him, with his attendant officer, to
the southern angle of the stockade.
There on the narrow ledge or platform
quilt under the sharp tops of the up
light logs, were grouped the silent,
yrave-faced guard, dozen men, intent
y listening. Thitier presently came
'unning others of the officers or men,
suddenly awakened by sense Of some
hing unusual going on. Far away
among the wooded heights to the
south, echoing from the rocky pail
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