The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1903-02-12

scimIterllke sharpness. 10 our ears.
whetted as they were for some tidings
| Of relief, It was like trumpet tones
from heaven. 1t echoed and re-echoed
through the mountains. each echo faint
er than the last. dying softly In the far
distance.
Shading my eyes with my hand,
peerlng down toward the road, saw
through small opening In the trees
files Of cavalry passing by tours. They
were too far for me to distinguish
whether they wore the blue or the
gray, but 1t made no difference. either
side would be welcome. Selling car
bine, pointed 1t Mt the sky and fred.
The bugle and my shot produced q
magical effect on the guerrlllas. With
out waiting to gather anything but
their arms, every man Of them darted
away into the woods. They knew we'll
what would be their fate could we open
communication with the cavalry.
mot a moment is to be lost" cried
to my command. "That bugle call was
an order to halt. We must catch the
soldiers before they start again"
Gathering the guns and putting half
Il dozen cartridges that remained In
my pocket we all left the fort that had
served us so we'll and started down the
declivlty. Without the inspiration Of
those bugle notes we could scarcely
have crawled away. Now we not only
walked, but walked rapidly. Once past
the fianking rocks we turned to the
left, skirted the base Of the hill and
made straight for the road. | led, and
so great was my anxiety to get the
others forward that l was constantly
getting ahead Of them. saw that
Buck was tagging, and | started back
| to help him when Helen stopped, took
him I'D In her arms and threw him over
her shoulder. He kicked so vigorously
at this indignity that Helen put him
down. and. his fury lending him
strength, he at once took the lead be.
side me. We hurried on, now and
again looking back to make sure that
we were not followed, climbing over
rocks. through ravines, around project
| Ing points, directing the course to-
ward the spot where l had seen the
passing troopers. We had traversed
half the distance when there came an
ether bulle call. 1t was the order
"Forwardw
could not repress an exclamation Of
cnagrin. l knew the guerrillas heard
all we heard. and this last bugle order
would probably arrest their flight and
bring them back after us.
| Gomez l cried. 1--WE are still in
peril"
| dashed on for short distance. then
turned and cast a glance behind me-
Helen was marching firmly. Jack was
staggering. AS looked she pitched
forward and fell. Before could reach
her Ginger had picked her up and.
gathering her limp body In his arms.
her head resting on his shoulder. car
rled her on. The burden. so precious to
the faithful old slave, seemed to give
him fresh courage. and he pushed on.
though with tottering steps.
"I'll relieve you presently. Ginger"
] said. Hold out as long as you can"
| We came to a depression In the CEN
ter Of which ran mountain stream. The
descent and the ascent on the opposite
side were both rocky and covered with
a thick growth Of low timber and diff
fcult to pass. l glanced hastily to the
right and to the left. but. seeing no bet
ter passage, plunged down the decliv-
ity. Buck was now sticking to me like
leech, Helen was just behind. while
hundred yards back Ginger stagger-
ed along with Jack. l waited mo-
ment for him to come up and then led
the way into the ravine, intending to
take his burden from him when we
had passed the stream. Once at the
creek, we waded across. In the mid
die Ginger stumbled and dumped his
burden into the water.
| The effect Oh Jack was marvellous.
The cold water brought reaction
which. II not pleasing, was mt least
beneficial. She flew into towering
passion at Ginger for dropping her and
when attempted to take her up. gave
iuc DoA I'll 'ut coi 'hht ahhuc ~ liz
gle. Dripping, she dashed up the rise
in the ground, storming AZ she went.
and gained the summit before the rest.
Pushing through level wooded
| space, we soon came to the road. A
bugle ahead sounded the order to trot
Scarcely had its echoes died away
when from the direction OF the outla VS.
| deserted camp came shrill whistle.
1.-THE guerrillas" cried. ut Ii now
| q race between life and DEATH"