Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1902-04-19

the act l am against R1cnmond from
this day on, and so I shall shoot at him
when 1 see him.
"Ah, 1 have made you declare war
against that bad man; that is what
wanted Wait here Ill return"
"And where are you going?' he asked
ITO see if the horses are where left
them
''Where is that"
SIN the willows down the river"
"Stay, l will go. If / should lot re-
turn soon, follow with the white girls.
will have everything ready They are
afraid of me, and with cause. Well,
shall try to make amends"
ST. Armand pressed Mon-nah's red
hand to his lips and vanished.
Courage" whispered Mon-nah a few
minutes later to Mabel.
''Why should l think of courage, when
there is nothing left to fear-when the
worst has comeT asked Mabel.
''The worst has not come. The Great
| Spirit is putting out the fires. Your
| friends will live-they will escape to-
night, and we must do the same"
| How" asked Jennie, eagerly.
"By having faith in me-"
''You are the only one who has shown
us kindness; we should trust you," said
| Mabel.
II thought to wait here" said Mon
nah, as if thinking aloud, ''but the storm
| increases in fury and the light of the
fires is swallowed up in the food. Come,
one on either side. Be strong, and all
will be WELL"
Mabel and Jennie obeyed the Indian
! girl. In their desperate situation there
was nothing else to do. By this time the
excitement in the camp was something
awful. People were shouting and flying
in every direction, and at times it seemed
to Mabel as if all three must be crushed
under foot, or swept off by the rising
| flood.
With a certainty that seemed like an
| instinct Mon-nah guided them down the
valley, for what seemed under the cir
cumstances, an interminable distance,
and hating where the rush of the water
told that it was sweeping through droop-
ing branches, she called out:
Are you there, st. Armand"
II am" came the reply.
"And the horses?
Cali ready and we'll equipped"
est. Armandw repeated Jennie, recall
ing the young man who had come as a
spy into her fathers camp.
II am St. Armand, Miss Greyson.
Once your unwilling enemy, now your
friend"
you can trust him. But, come; time
flies and the waters are rising" said
Mon-nah, cutting short what promised
to be painful and Improbable.
Neither Mabel nor Jennie could subse-
quently tell how they got into the sad
dies, or how they rode through the storm
and inky blackness out Of that valley.
! Even as they rode on, the horses splash
ing through the torrents, or clambering
up the elevations that crossed their
| course, the whole journey was like trav-
cling in a fevered dream, with a dim
consciousness of it's unreality.
Now and then Mon-nah bent over in
her saddle to speak a word of cheer.
Skilled as Mon-nah and st. Armand were
in mountain craft, they had no certain
| knowledge of their direction, and keep
ing their horses in motion they trusted
largely to the instinct of the animals TO
carry them to place of safety.
Now it so happened that these four
horses had been taken from the prison
ers, one Of them being Guide Whitman's
Hector" 1t is not, therefore, to be
wondered at that, when daylight came,
they should have found themselves on
the hills above the ill-starred settlement
of Bellevue.
The horses had struck the old trail, and
followed it as unerringly through the
darkness as the compass-guided mariner
| traverses the stormy ocean.
They rode cautiously down to the fort,
in which Gen. Greyson had made so gal
liant defense. They found everything
just as it had been left. The wagons,
with their white covers and untouched
contents, were still in a circle, and the
| cattle and sheep were in the corral.
"Ha, hap laughed st. Armand, "Rich-
mond thinks this booty is his, and that it
will be here when he gets time to come
for it. He won't care for the wagons,
| but he can make on the stock. [ propose
to give him some trouble in getting them
together"
He sprang from his horse, tore down a
gap in the wall about the corral, and the
animals poured out to where the grass
was more green and ABUNDANT.
| Go be continued.)