The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1903-10-08
By JOHN FINNlMORE.

III, sssIs .aAtii. II II lSsS tail morse n
VII send him down t osthat ice, SO that
he is most5likelyto roll3n q heap"
Killed.
And a SWORD? M said Ieuan; ga sword
IN. = q pistol? Perhaps they do not;
said I.z.I might have to use
-aGgfspersuasioll."
He also will have good arms. said
asuan, "be sure ofsthat. And Gruffydd.
will use them, too"
AGruffyddn' I said. do you mean
that big dark manSwith the sword-cut
him ~
And have you not seen him follow
Ing that bad old mama &aadog follows
his master?!" demanded IeuaE. YsHe
VIII come as sure as we stand here..
He turned and went UP on the gentle.
slope which rose from the thicket. The
crest of the rise was scarce fifty yards
from he spot where the ice-trap lay,
and from this point we Iookedsout along
HAT, open stretch, lying silent and
desolate under the moon.
shall jump from behind this bush
and try to beat him from his horse with
my gun, Went Gn5Smy 5cofnpanion,,Ssbuts
there Is no good cover handy, and it ISIS
likelyl shall miss. hen you must stop
IN the bottom with your horsesAnd cut
him off, If he passes the Ice"
Ay, J, said I, and beat my hands
again., for at present. could handle,
nothing surely. Then I went back down
the hill to look at Whitesock, and found
her standing like a lamb8under cover of.
b thick bushes, but making a soft
Whtnnying noise for JOY to see me
again. I walked her gently up and
down for an. hour or more, without
ight or sound of anything happening.
up the hill. then secured her again,
spread the cloak carefully Over her, and
went up the slope.
Just as I reached the ton. Ieuan rose
out of a patchsof brake In which he had
settled himself, and Isaw his beckon-,
ing finger against the sky.@I ran at
once, n he pointed to the distance.
The night was still and MINDLESS, and
the silence intense. I listened eagerly,
yet ear nothing. I shook my head,
put leuan Wagged his shock Of hair
With the completest confidence, and I
bent my ear to its task again. Yes, I
had it now. The sound of climbing
hoofs, faint and far, and swiftlrI beat
ing on the iron road.
y amzright; yes, I am always right.
said Ieuan, softly, as proudaas 9. pea
cock over the way in which his forecast
was coming U He ISIS coming, he
ISIS coming"
I will get back to my post, said t.
and away / ran down the HILL. led
Whttesock to the edge of the bushes
and swung myself into the saddle and
waited with my eyes liked upon the
ridge above, clear in the moonlight.
The rider was no laggard, for I had
been ready u a short time when /
heard the clang of hoofsa rafting up to
the ridge. Suddenly horse and man.
shot into sight, md upon the Instant a.
dark figure leaped at them with q wild
scream. The horseman must have
driven his spurs home at the sound,
for the swift canter was exchanged for
2 furious gallop. The big, powerful
hill with terrific leaps, bound upon
bound, and n of ..lese carried him
clean upon the trap of ice. It worked
to a miracle. The shoes of the horse
We're somewhat smooth, as we found
afterward, and hot out from under
MIN K skates and down he went,
horse and man rolling over and over in
a crumpled heap. Ieuan had followed
hard upon their heels and now ran In.
and had the morse at once by the head.
1t got to its feet trembling but unhurt;
the man lay quite still.
In q trice Ieuan had secured the
horse to a neighboring bush and was
back at my side, forI had now come up
and was turning the man over on his
back.
"Grufvdd 1t ISIS" said Ieuan. "and
where ISIS the paper?'
He is not dead" said I, laying my
hand on5the messengers heart.
"Dead!" said Ieuan with scorn, "and
why should he be dead with falling
from a horse? But the senses ars out
of him and hat ISIS very useful for
u.s.
Without another word he turned to
his task and deftly stripped off the
horseman's coat in which Gruf-
fydd was wrapped. This he tossed
aside as a very unlikely place for a
letter to be slowed away in. Next
came&a very thick wooden doublet,
which Ieuan whipped off as neatly, and
set about searching. He took his long
knife and ripped 1T here and ripped it
there, but no letter came to light, and
after a&few moments search he flung
that aside also. In a twinkling and
with q dexterity of which I had eve
seen the like, he had the shirt of Gruf-
fydd off and in his hands, allowing the
naked body of the messenger to fall
back upon the icy slab Of rock as If he
was handling a wooden figure.
At the secon cut of the knife he
gave a cultural cry of satisfaction. He
had ripped open a small bag-like fold
and out came. a3folded letter. He#fland-
ed it over to me and l had II Oxen at
onoe.
/ held it up to the moonlight but
could make cut nothing. Ieuan had
iiint, steel and finder and he struck a
light. II was all right. We had the
latter safe enough. 1t cave the in
formation which could pc gathered
f,on the note of which had. been
robbed and was addressed to Sir John
Postgate. NO name was signed to it.
but IN ingenious and complicated de-
vice was dawn with a pen. This
would serve to prove who had written
the Letter, since the writer alone would
know how 1t was signed: and yet
should il fs II into the wrong hands no
trace Of TIKI. writer's identity would be
furnished.
This is it, / cried.
THEN there ISIS with us all we are
wanting; ard Grufsydd ISIS Of no more
lse," SKID Ieuan. He bent over the
PROSTATE ~ilalf-naked figure. took a
handful of the great black beard in his
clutch ana tossed the head back, barring
.lle hairy throat. Upon this naked
.hroat he laid the edge of his keen
snife, and with a turn of his wrist was
about to slit 1t from ear to ear, when
L spraiig coward and caught his arm
with 10th my hands, crying, "Nn,4no!'
Ieuan turned his head and looked at
me inqu.ringIy for a moment, then
rose and thrust his knife into his