The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1901-06-06

mcnsurate with caution, to ford the
Sweetwater gbove It's Junction with
the Platte, 70 travel by night IL need
be and hide by day II he could, to let
no man or woman know the purpose
Of his going or the destination Of his
journey, BUTT land that package safe
at Warrior Gap before The moon should
wane.
And all this Burleigh must have
known when he, John Folsom, shook
his hand at parting after tea that
evening, and hid then gone hopefully
to drive his girls to Emory to see
his soldier boy, and found him busy
with the sudden orders, received not
ten minutes before their coming.
Something in Burleigh's almost trem-
nlc,is. anxiety 70 get thnt money In
the morning, Ais IN ldisguised chagrin
at Folsorn's refusal. sornetbing in the
eagerness with which, despite the fu-
rious denunciation Of the moment be-
fore, he Jumped ut Folsom's offer to
put up the needed money u he would
withhold the threatened chargcs--all
came back 90 the veteran now and
had continued 20 keep him thinking
during the night. Could IL be that
Burleigh stood in need OF all this
money to cover other, suins that he
lad fnisapplied? Could u be that he
had pIGhned this sudden sending OF
young Dean On a desperate mission in
revenge that he cbuld not take OH.
cially? There were troops at Fraync
going forward in strong force with
IN the week. There were other Off.
GERS within call, q dozen. of them
who had done nowhere near the
amount of field service performed
by Dean. lie, troop commander
just In from long and toilsome
marches and from pcrilous duty, had
practically been relieved from the
CONNIE nd OF his troop, told to take ten
men a nd run the gantlet through
the swarming Sioux. The more Fol
som thought the more he believed
that he had graz: reason for his sus
picion, and reason equally grave foI
calling on the. qunrtcrmaster for ex
PLANTATION. lie reached the CORA
gate. 1t was locked, but n littlc
postcrn in the stockade let hin
t,tlTough. One or two sleepy hand,
appeared about the stables, but th'
ofiicc was deserted. Straight TO Bur
leigh's quarters he went and banget
at the door. II took three bang
TO bring n servant. ,l.
~ wish to see your master at once
Tell him am here" and as the serv
ant slowly shambled up the stairs
Folsom entered the sitting room. A
desk near the window was open an,
its contents Uttered nbout. The draw
ers in heavy bookcase were oper
and papers were strcwn upon thu
floor. The folding doors to the din
| ing-room were open. Dccantcrs. COB
let's, cigar stumps and heel taps wer'
scattered over the table. Guest o.
host, or both. had left things in riot
Gus shape. Then down came the serv
ant. scared look in his eyes.
"Thc major isn't In. sir. His bee
hasn't been occupied, an the captain
gone, too. Their uniforms are there
though"
Five minutes later, on borrowed
horse, John Folsom was galloping lih
mad for'his home. A door in. tn
high board fence at the rear OF hi
house shot open just az hc was dart
ing through the lane that led to tn
stable. a womnn's form nppcnrcd i
the gap--the last thing bat he say
for a dozen hours, for the horse shie
yiohntly. hurling the rider headlonI
| to the ground.