Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-08-14

main room. to pass out the prisoners many
Of whom wore a clanking chain All on a
sudden there arose wild clamor-shouts
scufting. the thunder of iron upon resound-
ing woodwork, hoarse orders, curses, shrieks
yell for help. a shot, a mad scurry Of
many feet. furious cries of Head EN- orr
"Shoot?' mo. no. don't shoot! You'll kill
our own!' A dim cloud of ghostly, shad-
oWy forms went tearing away down the
slope toward the south. There. followed q
tremendous rush of troop after troop, COM
pany after company-the whole force Of
Camp Sandy in uproarious pursuit-until
In the dim starlight the barren flats below
the post, the willow patches along the
stream. the FLASHING waters Of the ford,
the still and CLASSY surface of the shadOwy
pool. were speedily all alive with dark and
darting forms intermingled In odd confu-
sion. From the eastward side, from off,
GERS row. Plume and his whtte-coated sub
ordinates FASTENED to the southwark face,
realizing instantly what must have occurred
the long-prophesied rush of Apache pris-
oners for freedom Yet how hopeless. how
mad. how utterly absurd was the effortl
What earthly chance had they-poor mana.
cled. shackled. ball-burdened wretches-to
escape from two hundred feet-footed, I'M
hampered. stalwart young soldiery, rejoice
ing really in the fun and excitement of the
thing? One after another the shackled flu
gittves were run down and overhauled.
some not half across the parade. some In
the shadows Of the Office and storehouses,
some down among the shrubbery toward
the lighted store. some among the shantieS
OF Sudsvflle. some Hghtest weighted Of all.
far away as the lower pool, and so. one
after another. the grimy, sullen. swarthy
lot were slowly lugged back to the unsavory
precincts wherein, for long weeks and
months. they had slept or stealthily COM
muned through the hours Of the night
Three or four had been cut or slashed.
Three or four soldiers had serious hurts
scratches or bruises as their fruits Of the
ARRAY. But after ALL the malefactors, mis-
n md fyaoo Toll % 10 H.
tribe had profited little by their wild and
defiant essay-profited little. that is, II per-
sonal freedom was what they sought.
But was it? said wise heads of the garri-
son. as they looked the situation over.
Shannon and some of his ilk were doing
much independent trailing by aid Of their
lanterns Taps should have been sounded
at 10. but wasn't by any means. for lights
OUT was the last thing to be thought of.
Little by little 1t dawned upon Plume and
his supporters that. instead Of scattering.
as Indian tactics demanded on all previous
exploits of the kind. there had been one
grand. concerted rush to the southwark
planned. doubtless. for the purpose of draw
ing the whole garrison thither in pursuit.
while three pairs of moccasined feet slip
ped swiftly around to the rear of the guard
house. out beyond the dim corrals. and
around to point back Of CO.. Troop sta
bles. where other little hoofs had been i'm
patiently tossing up the sands until sud-
denly loosed and sent bounding away to
where the north star hung low over the
sheeny white mantle of San Francisco
mountain. Natzie the girl queen. was gone
from the guard house. Punch, the Lady
Angela's pet pony. was gone from the cor
ral and who would say there had not been
collusion?
''One thing Is certain" said the grave
faced post commander. as with his ON
GERS. he left the knot of troopers and troop
ers' wives lowering late about the guard
house. lone thing is certain: with Wren's
own troopers hot on the heels OF Angela's
pony well have our Apache princess back.
sure as the morning sum-. ~s-f=
Like hellr said Mother Hhapghnessy.
Cro be continued tomorrUw)