Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1901-10-12
4yya1, sergeant. what is it?'

ST saw an unusual light a bit ago, sir,
in the woods below the Fort" said the
sergeant, saluting.
what was it hke?"
"Three flashes"
Anything else? asked the officer OF
the day, seeing that the sergeant hesl-
tated at the door.
Zone of the guards, just relieved, sir,
says that he passed out a white woman
who gave him the countersign."
"Did he recognize herr?
"Not exactly, sir, for she walked as
if she was in a great hurry, but he thinks
it was the lady they call The Belle Of
the Cascades.
Miss Loring?"
Eyes, SIR"
"That may be. 1 know she was in the
Fort tonight and that Mr.. Selden gave
her the countersign. She is as cratic as
she is beautiful, and that is saying a
great deal"
Pardon me- Lieutenant" said the ser
geant, saluting again and coming back
half a step, 'but I'd like to know if a
rumor that the men have is true"
| What is that?"
'That Morton's execution will be post
poned"
If it is, it will never come off, for only
the President eau appoint another day.
However, regret to say there is no truth
| in the rumor."
The sergeant saluted again and passed
out, and the officer of the day turned to
the dilapidated paper.
In the meantime a body Of Indians was
approaching each post, worming along as
quickly and silently as so many snakes.
Two hours from the time Florence went
out, she came in again, giving the coun-
tersign as before. This time she held
a pistol in her hand, but it was neither
| for silence nor defense.
In the center of the parade ground there
was a flagstaff, and towards this she
fastened. Reaching it, she inhaled long
breath and stopped to listen. All was
still, but for the throbbing of the water,
down on the shore, and the occasional
| grating step Of sentinel
The flagstaff was white, and even in the
starlight it was visible from all parts ct
the Fort Hundreds Of black eyes were
fixed on it, when Florence raised her
hand and pointed the pistol upwards.
She did not shut her eyes, nor did her
hand tremble. With a firm finger she
pressed the trigger. A tongue of Hame
shot into the darkness, and the report
rang through the camp.
This done, she ran with all speed to the
guardhouse, marked by a light in the
open door, A smothered cry, here and
there, told her that the guard were being
| overpowered.
She heard the swift rush of feet and
the explosive breathing, that told her the
| Al,o Elnl-e
and other designated points.
Quick as she was, the Indians were
at the guardhouse before her. They had
| dashed in, and before the amazed mea
could think of resistance, or utter al
| alarm, they were overpoWered, disarmed
and bound.
Sergeant" said Florence, approaching
that official, "these people will do no
harm. Four hundred of them now hold
Fort Clark. They will not strike unless
they are resisted"
BUT why have they Gomez" asked the
sergeant
"They have come to prevent a murder.
You have the key of Colin Morton's cell?'
81 have"
"Give it to me-
II can't, for my hands are bound, and
WOulu uOL give II " ) Ou Al SouAu'
"Where is it?"
| 81 will not tell"
Florence turned to an Indian, and told
him to search the sturdy sergeant. The
Indian did so, and the key was forthcom-
| ing.
Selling it, she ran to the cell door and
threw it open.
"Freer' she cried. Free, thank heav-
emu
He sprang out and caught her in his
arms.
eve have no time to lose. Before
noon we must be so far from Fort Clark
that pursuit will not be attempted.
| Come"
She took his hand and hurried him out
| of the building, in which he had so long
| pinned, and into the fresh, pure air. They
| left the Fort, and sped into the woods,
| where the three flashes were first seen.
Here she halted and said:
"Now, to recall Long Lance and his
| braves"
(To be continued.)