The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1901-01-25


hours talk. The number of men who
took part in IT, the number of hardy
fellows who personally guided the
troops or else stood shoulder to shout
der with Ned Lannion at the last tri-
umphant moment, increased so rapid
ly with the growing moons that in
time the only wonder was that any
thing was left of the Sioux. Official
records, however, limited the number
of officers and men engaged to a Sc
lect few, consisting entirely of Lieut..
Loring, United States engineers;
Lieut. Loomis, TIL infantry; a few
men from scattered troops, 'pickups"
at Frayne and Emory, with Lieut..
Marshall Dean and so rank and file
of company &C."
Loring, it will be remembered, had
taken a small detachment from En-
DRY and gone into the hills in search of
Burleigh. Loomis, fretting a the fort,
was later electrified by a most grudg-
ingly given order to march to the Lar
annie and render such aid as might be
required by the engineer officer of the
department. Dean, with only IS men
all told, had dashed from Frayne
straight for the ranch, and, marching
all night, had come in sight of the
valley just as it was lighted afar to
the westward by the glare of the burn
ing buildings. 1--WE thought it was all
over" said he, as he lay there weak
and languid, few days later, for the
wound reopened in the rush of the
fight, "but we rode on to the Laramie,
and there, God be thanked! fell in with
LOOMS here and &C. troop. heading for
the fire. No words can tell you our JOY
when we found the ranch still stand
ing and some 40 Sioux getting ready
for the final dash. That running fight,
past the old home and down the valley
where we stirred up Loring's be-
siegers and sent them whirling, too
why, I'd give a fortune, if l had it, to
live it over again.
But Loring, after all, had the most
thrilling story to tell-of how he
wormed a clew 10 Burleigh's hiding
place out of n captured outlaw and
beat up the party in a nook of the
hills, nabbed the major asleep, but was
warned that all the Birdsall outfit"
would rally to the rescue, and so sent
a courier to Emory for &C" troop, and,
making wide detour to avoid the
gang, ran slap into the Sioux in the act
of firing Folsom's ranch. Then he had
TO take to the rocks i'm the fight that
followed, and had desperate siege of
few hours, even Burleigh having to
handle gun and fight for his life. 81
spotted him for coward that day we
stumbled on Red Clouds band up by
the Big Horn. You remember it, Dean.
l thought him a villain when ! learned
how he was trying to undermine you.
Time proved him thief and q scoun-
drel, but, peace TO his ashes. he died
like a gentleman, after all, with two
Indian bullets through him, and just
MS the rescue came. lie had time to
make full confession, and ii was all
pretty much as l suspected, The note
Dean picked up at Reno that so STAN
peded him, told how Matchmaking
scoundrel w. ca ~ way TO Emory to
expose him unless headed Off by fur
Their huge payments. 1t was the fellow
W no tulltI himself NeN ndl4.
THE fellow who gave the tip TO Bird
sails people," said old Folsom at this
juncture, raising bandagod head from
his daughters lap. "Who was he,
really?'
"Bureigh knew all the time. and
suspected the moment / heard Miss
Folsom's description, and was certain
the instant laid eyes on him. lie was
a rascally captain cashiered at Yuma
the year before, and was Judge adyo-
cate of the court"
And Mrs. Fletcher" asked Pap
poose, extending one hand to Jess,
while the other smoothed the gray
curls of her fathers forehead.
Mrs. Fletcher was his deserted wife
one of those women who have known
better days"
The ranch is still there, or was 20
years ago, but even then the Sioux were
said to raise more hair in the neigh
borhood than Folsom did cattle. The !
old trader had been gathered TO his
fathers, and Mrs. Hal to hers, for she |
broke down utterly after the events OF
'6S. Neither Pappoose nor Jessie cared |
to revisit the spot for some time, yet,
oddly enough, both have done so more
than once. The first time its chronicler
ever saw it was in company with stall |
wart young captain Of horse and his |
dark-eyed, beautiful wife nine years
after the siege. Hal met US, shy, 81
lent fellow, despite his inches Among |
other things said he, Lieut., and Mrs
Loomis are coming next week. | wish |
you might az be here to meet them"
81 know" said Mrs. Dean, 1--WE are to
meet at Cheyenne. But, Hal, where's |
your wife?"
He looked shyer still. "Sbe don't
like to meet folks unless"
"There's no unless about it" said the |
lady, with all her old decision, as she
sprang from the ambulance, and pres
emily reappeared, leading by the hand
reluctant, yet not all unhappy, Lizette.
Some people said Hal Folsom had no