Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1901-10-11

CHAPTER v11I.-,Continued.)

CHAPTER VIIl.-tContinued.)
Tho major waved his hand, and Jean
Marat. always ohedient as Il dog. did so
away: hut he was more thar ever con-
WINGED that h was acting in strict ac-
coriinre With his masters wishes. though
apparently IN opposition to his orders.
Guard duty was the one oMcrous and
Thoroughly ii sasrceablc service, against
which both Colin and Robert rebelled ut
heart. Vet never sol iiers walked at Il
post more ccnscicntiously. Since the
storm Il guard had been kept stationed
on the peninsula near the wreck, to pre-
vent indians and other thieves from
pilniieilas. 1t was a lonely place. whore
no alarm less than Il m,!sket shot could
attract attention.
AT this point Colin Morton was sta
toned at IL o'clock; and here he must
remain till :, when the relief would
come.
Up and down the post he paced, cas-
Ing the load of his muskct by bringing
1t to Il support or Garry" He stood
for 4 few seconds. looking out at the
wreck and comforting himself with the
thought that he would be relieved and
could return to the barracks and so to
sleep. for lie still felt the effect of his
injuries.
"Hark. what was tlat?"
A stone had rolled down the slope and
splashed into the water. Something
must have moved the stone.
Halt. Who goes thcre?' he demand
ed.
n" response. But there could be no
doubt that he heard heavy. suppressed
breathing nearby. He waited for a min
ute, and was about to so on again, when
his quick eyes caught the CLEAN of some
thing in front. Another instant, and.
with the spring of a panther, the red
assassin was on him.
Tho furious Indian thought to bear his
victim to the earth, but the young white
mans gymnastic and military training
stood him in good need. I.eaping back
to avoid the onset, he thrust the bayonet
at the arm that held the uplifred knife.
The angular steel plunged through the
muscles, and the knife rang upon the
rocks.
Maddened with pain, the Indian tore
his arm from the bayonet, and with his
other hand seized the musket, and at
once a struggle began for it's possession.
Skill triumphed over brute strength.
With a quick, dexterous movement Co
lin threw out his right foot, caught the
left foot of his antagonist, and throwing
all his power into the effort, he sent the
giant head first to the ground. The
guards came running down, the sergeant
carrying q lantern, and they found Colin
painting over the bleeding and uncon-
scious body of Fish Hawk.
What is this? How did this hap
PEN asked the %astonished corporal of
the guard.
Colin told him all the circumstances;
and one of he men proposed that they
should throw the red rutian into the
Sound and have done with him. The
corporal very properly refused to COM
ply with this request. He sent FOR the
officer Of the day; and that gentleman
down just as Fish Hawk had come back
to consciousness.
The willy Indian knew that he had ut
length placed himself in the power Of
military law, SO he determined to play
drunk. He succeeded wonderfully. He
first manifested a curiosity to know
wher he was; and on being informed, he
asked:
What's all the fuss? What does this
mean?"
sit MEANS" said the officer of the day,
"that you must so to the guard-house."
The Indian took his position in the
midst of the guard. and staggering first
against one and then against another,
even as he was marched away. Another
guard was left in Collins place. and he
Went up to the guard-room with the Off
Ger Of the day-a young man of his own
age named Reynolds, and Il recent gradu-
ate of West Point.
Are you Aurt:' asked Mr.. Reynolds.
who had shown ,nuch interest in Colin.
II think not; but | am still stiff, and
that fellow is the stronger man. replied
Colin.
"Yes,'' said the young officer, land he
came 10 kill YOU"