The daily morning Alaskan., 1903-01-04

l6at sheds and stacks only had been fred and that the house Itself was still Intact But as the soldiers used their naked eye0 and the officers their glass e to locate the redskins the sounda of ride sh0ts came floating up to them, followed by the notes of bugle. Bu- gler Bnly was sounding Boots and saddlesr as a call for aid.
 Company B had brought along a su- psrnumerary bugler. The captain nod ded to him. He dismOunted, climbed the blg powder which was Q landmark and from It's crest sent the stirring notes back across the valley to tell the beleaguered ones that rescue was at hand. Then as he touched the saddle again the troop went laundering down the eastern slope to fall upon the Indi- ans rcd handed It reached the valley, lt had formed platoon front the ear- blnes had been unslung, when up rose 200 warriors to bar It's further pros res and It's retreat and drive it to cover on the right Ten saddles had been emptied before cover was reached The Indians had set a trap. and tho troopers had galloped Into it For hah an hour the hostiles pressed the attack So vigorously that it seemed as 1T the troop must bo wiped out, but the cool and steady Are of the soldiers finally cleared the foe away, and rife and carblne ceased their racket for a time.
 As silence fell came the notes of Bil- ly's bugle to tell his comrades that he was still alive and knew of their near presence. Again he was answered, but the men shook their heads and cursed and muttered. It was plain to them that the boy and the Whartons were beset in the ranchhouse by twenty to one and just as plain that they were helpless to aid them. The Indians had simply fallen back to cover Instead Of rctreating. The troop was surrounded and shut in. and to attempt to break out of the circle meant massacre.
 Now began a fierce attack on the ranchhOuse that lasted for half an hour. When the firing had died away, Bnly's bugle calls hoated across the level to tell his comrades that the fort stIll held out. and they were answered with wild cheera Twice again before the sun went down the Indians made aercs attacks on the ntrenched troop era to be driven back. and twice and thrSce they renewed the attacks on the house. Again after the attack at D o'clock Buly's bugle calls were heard. but three-quarters ot an hour later the troopers sprang up and exclaimed to each other;
 Those are not Billy's nOtesl Some one else Is sounding the canr'
 "'Tis wharton's daughter| whis- pered the old first sergeant
 ''Our Billy has taught her Go blow the bugle. Comrades, our boy lies dead or wounded"
 Thirty minutes later. as the rcd rim Of the summer sun was sinking out or sight. there came a last call from the ranchhousc. tt was from the lips Of the girl again. Just then silence fell upon the valley. or the low and quayer- Ing notes might not have reached the ears of the troopers. The girl was blowing the caIl of Lights outg'
 God! Godr' sobbed the men as they listened and realized what the notes meant
 "she Is the last to Siieg whispered the captain as be turned away his head
 Under cover of darkness the hostiles drew on and were thirty miles away when morning came Then the troop CTS closed In on the battered, half burned ranchhouse and sat with barred heads while their officers went Inside.
 Not a cartridge left and all deadI said the captain as be came out. with bis hat in his hand 'It was the girl who lived longest. and it was she who blew Lights outF when all hope was gone. God rest themF'