The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1902-10-17

iiberate aim. open fire on the foremost
or the foe. gaudy warrior goes down
in the food. and yell goes up to heaven.
Another good shot slays a feather-decked
pony and sends his rider sprawling and
wisely the others veer away to right and
left and scurry to more distant range,
but up the slopes to the south still others
dart
From three sides now the Indian bull
let's are kissing In. In less than four
minutes OF sharp. stinging fight gallant
Sergeant Carey Is stretched on the turf
with n shattered elbow, Corporal Burke
and two troopers are shot dead. and
Loring. with white. set face and a scorch-
ing seam along the left cheek. seiZes a
dropped carbine and thrusts It into Bur-
leigh's shaking hands.
up with you. manl' he cries. ITS
your scalp you're fighting for. Here, take
n drink of this" And his filed canteen
Is glued TO Burleigf's ashen lips.
A long pull, n gasp. and hardly know
ing what he does the recreant officer
kneels at the nearmost rock. aims at
painted savage leaping TO the aid OF
fallen brother, and the chance shot for
a marvel, finds its mark, and with howl
the warrior drops upon the bank.
We'll done. Burleighl" shouts Loring.
Fire again"
Hopo or whisky or lingering spark OF
manhood has fired the majors eye ana
nerved his hand.
With something like a sob ore OF Bird
sails captured crew rolls over TO where
the young commander II coolly loading
and firing and, despite their heavy loss,
the steut defence has had it's effect and
the yelling braves are keeping at wider
range.
I'm done for lieutenant" he means.
For Gods sake lie fiat behind me-" And
he feebly points TO the slope behind their
left rear. where half dozen Sioux. dis
mounted, are skipping to the shelter OF
the rocks.
Another minute and their bullets are
kissing at the backs OF the besieged. An
other minute and Burleigh topples over
on the sward. the Efeblood pouring from
his side, and Loring secs that half his
lighting force is gone, even as everything
begins TO swim before his eyes. and the
hand that strives TO sweep away the blur
before his sight leaves his pallid face
smeared with blood.
There Is a sound OF coming thunder
in his ears, the blare OF distant trumpet.
the warning yell of wary Indians. the
rousing cheer OF charging horses, and the
earth seems turning round and rolling
UP TO meet him as he drops. fainting ct
his post. the battle won.
Well and CALAMITY done. was the uni
versal verdict OF the frontier on Walter
Loring's maiden fight. Brave cool and
resolute In face OF desperate peril he hau
proved, and many a sympa thizipg soldier
lowered about the hospital tent whore
day after day he lay I'm tho delirium OF
fever that followed his wounds Yet will
Il be believed that when at last GONZALES
cence came and the doctors were com
PEELED 10 raise tho blockade. the news
was broken 90 him that so soon as he
should he declared strong enough there
was still another ordeal ahead. The gall
liant general he had served so we'll had
indeed been ordered elsewhere, as was
prophesied at Omaha. "A new king came
who knew not Joseph" The senior coll
onel was assigned to temporary command
Of the department. and he (old Pecksnif)
listened 90 tho tales ~ Nevins and OF that
new arrival from California. Petty. re-
enforced by heaven alone knows what
allegations from the lambs OF Tambert's
flock
They found some dashed trumpery
ieweiry In a tin case in n trunk you left
with your traps at Omaha" was the in
dignant outburst OF Lieutenant Dean. who
had led the rush OF the cavalry 10 the
rescue Of Folsom's ranch and Lorlng's
exhausted party. and some idiot has
preferred charges on the strength of
them
ITO be Continued Tomorrow9