Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1903-11-12
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| Of the Sioux
By GEN. CHARLES KING. ]
Copyright, 1902, by The Hobart Company.
CHAPTER XXIII.-CoSrrSUED


And there, in the hallway, throwing
OF his heavy overcoat and "arctics," "
there, with that ever faithful aide in
attendance, was The chief they loved !;
dropped in, all unsuspecting, just to
say goodbye. Il Knocked twice"
SEgan Hogan, but Ray brushed him
aside, for, catching sight of the cap
tain's face, the general was already
at the door. Another moment and he
hal discovered Field, and with both
bands extended, all kindliness and
sympathy, he stepped at once across
the room to greet him.
q was so very sorry to hear the
news" said he. II knew your father
well in the old days. How's your
wound? What brought you back so
soon?"
And then there was one instant of
awkward silence and then-Ray
spoke.
THAT was my doing, general. be-
Iiered it best that he should be here
To meet you and-every allegation at
9lis expense. Mr.. Field, l feel sure,
does not begin to know them yet, es-
pecially as to the money"
1T was all recovered" said the gen
eral. ''It was found almost intact
so was much of that that they took
from Hay. Even if it hadn't been, Hay
assumed all responsibility for the
loss"
With new bewilderment in his face,
the young officer, still white and
trembling, was gazing, half stupified,
from one, to the other.
''What money?" he demanded. 81
never heard"
''Wait," said the general, with sig
nfficant glance at Ray, who was about
10 speak. 81 am to see them-Mrs.
HAY and her niece, at nine o'clock.
1t is near that now. Webb cannot be
with us, but / shall want you, Blake
Say nothing until then. Sit down, Mr..
Field, and tell me about that leg. Can
you walk from here to Hays, L won
der?"
Then the ladies', Mrs. Ray and her
charming next door neighbor, APP
peared, and the general adjourned
the conference forthwith, and went
with them to the parlor.
Say nothing more," Ray found
time to whisper. You'll understand
it all in 20 minutes"
And at nine o'clock the little party
was on its way through the sharp and
wintry night, the general and Capt.
Blake, side by side, ahead, the aide
C3e-camp and Mr.. Field close follow
ing DIR. Waller, who had been sent
for, met them near the office. The
sentries at the guard-house were be-
ing changed as the five tramped by
along the swapping and protesting
board walk, and sturdy little chap,
IN fur cap and gauntlets, and huge
buffalo overcoat, caught site of them
and, facing outward, slapped his car
fsine down to the carry-the night
signal of soldier recognition of
superior rank as practiced at the
slime.
Tables are turned with n VEN
geance," said the general, with his
quiet smile. That's little Kennedy,
isn't 1t? | seem to see him every
where when we're campaigning.
Moreau was going to eat his heart
cut next time they met, | believe"
$50 he said" grinned Blake, "be-
fore Winsor's bullet fetched him.
Pity it hadn't killed instead of
cEippling him."
-.Ae's n bad lot" sighed the gen
@zral. "Thc little mixture of white
blood in his veins has spoiled him
'ait<erly. Wing won't fly away from
Kernedv, | fancy"
Not if there's shot left in his
belt" said Blake. and Ray is
-the-day. There1l be no
mapping on guard this night"
AT the barred aperture that served
for window on the southward front
al dark face peercd forth in malig
nant hate as the speakers STROBE by.
aJut it shrank back when the sentry
once more to"gcd his carbine to the